MM Racing Chapter 100 Evil Cultivators Are Fast
Chapter 100 Evil Cultivators Are Fast
Chapter 100 Evil Cultivators Are Fast
Remove the marks left on your fingers by the concept of killing with top-tier alchemy tools in one minute.
These words made the three old men laugh at the same time.
Nicolas Flamel: "Young people have a lot of drive."
Dumbledore: "We were young and impetuous once too."
Gail: "Great! Back then, we definitely wouldn't have clicked, but now I think we're a good match. I'll teach you a thing or two later."
None of the three believed that Ryan could resolve the situation within a minute.
After all, Ryan was just a fifth-year wizard. Even though he was often seated at the same table as the professors, his actual skill level was far from that of a professor.
"Those three seniors can't renege on their debt!" Ryan smiled slightly, confident of victory.
All three were very curious. According to their estimates, the five minutes that Gail mentioned was probably the limit that Ryan could reach.
Wounds caused by items of this caliber would require even four hospital directors a minute or two to smooth out the damage.
Unexpectedly, Ryan conjured a small scalpel out of thin air and, without batting an eye, directly slicing away the piece of flesh that had been covered by the concept of killing and murderous intent.
It wasn't just removing a piece of flesh; it was completely scraping away the flesh from the fingertip, leaving a clean, white finger bone exposed. Then he took out some bottles and jars, sprinkled them on the finger bone, and the flesh and blood began to grow back.
Then he said, "Done, one minute, I won."
Seeing such a bizarre way of defusing the danger, the three wizards, whose combined age was eight hundred, stared wide-eyed and looked bewildered.
Wasn't the plan to neutralize the murderous intent emanating from this fingertip wound? Why did you skip the solution process altogether?
"Yeah, that's true. That kid really mitigated the risk," Gail said, clapping. "As long as the result is achieved, the process doesn't matter. I accept the loss."
"The problem is indeed solved." Dumbledore was both amused and exasperated. He had originally wanted to see how Lane would solve the problem, but what he saw in the end was a high tolerance for pain.
Nicolas Flamel clapped his hands and said, "Lane, your answer has given me a wonderful response and a very useful method. From now on, unless there are special circumstances, come to me every Wednesday to learn alchemy."
"Thank you, Professor Lemaître, thank you, Principal and Mr. Gale," Ryan said.
He had many questions to ask, such as how the Merlin Medal part of Voldemort's capture plan was going, and how the sword from the Great Lakes Massacre came to be.
"This is today's Daily Prophet; you might want to take a look."
As if sensing his thoughts, Dumbledore produced the Daily Prophet, which was marked with today's date.
The Daily Prophet's headline was about the communicator's creator, Ryan, receiving the Order of Merlin, Second Class.
"So fast?" Ryan said, surprised that the Ministry of Magic could reach a conclusion and issue a statement in such a short time.
It is really rare.
"That's because many people wrote letters in support of you," Gale said, his gaze lingering on the two men in the principal's office, clearly implying something.
It turned out that the headmaster and Nicolas Flamel were both writing letters to their former students and friends. Ryan understood.
If we were to name the most powerful group in the magical world this century, it wouldn't be the magic ministries and magical congresses of various countries, but rather four individuals.
Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Nicolas Flamel, and Tom without a nose.
Leaving aside the two individuals whose power diminished considerably after their defeats.
The two remaining members of the faction who have survived to this day both told their disciples and old friends that they should nominate one person to receive the Order of Merlin.
So regardless of whether this person has the ability or not, he will definitely receive the Order of Merlin. Not to mention that communications can genuinely bring development to the wizarding world.
Anyone who dares to obstruct this is going against the wizarding world, against all wizards, against Dumbledore, and against Nicolas Flamel.
At least for now, no one in the entire magical world has the strength to shoulder such a heavy burden.
Ryan even suspected that the reviewers only had a slight understanding of what a communicator was after the decision to award the Order of Merlin was made.
That's what they call "if you're good, you're good, even if you're not"—he said, "Well, the newspaper says the awards ceremony is in two days. Principal, we should get some people to come and drink the compound decoction."
He didn't mention brewing Polyjuice Potion. With Snape around, Hogwarts would never lack potions. Sometimes he even wondered if Snape had a complete set of every potion in his medicine chest.
"Of course we need to find some people, but the professors and I, including Gale and Nico, need to make some plans for capturing Voldemort alive later, and we don't have time to search for suitable and trustworthy candidates yet," Dumbledore sighed.
He even used clumsy acting to cover up his facial expressions, and "openly" and furtively glanced at Ryan's black and gold armband.
Ryan: Does this Yan Kingdom dagger not come with a map?
Moreover, Voldemort is truly blessed! Such immense fortune!
With Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Nicolas Flamel, and the four heads of Hogwarts, so many people serving him, how could he be considered a small blessing?
In that instant, he actually had the idea of giving Voldemort Mo Yuan.
"There's one more thing. Regarding the prophecy, I stayed at my teacher Nicolas Flamel's house for five days, and when I came to my senses, I found that I had seen some images."
After Ryan woke up, there was only information available for today. But you can't make a prophecy every day, or you'd scare the three centenarians to death.
This intelligence is not a follow-up to the previous doomsday prophecy, but rather involves a very sensitive wizard in the existing wizarding world. He believes that it would be better to leave this intelligence to someone like Dumbledore or Nicolas Flamel.
"A prophecy, what kind of prophecy!"
"You have another new prophecy?"
Before the doomsday prophecies, hearing Ryan make prophecies wouldn't have been anything special. But after three consecutive prophets made doomsday prophecies, Ryan's prophecy made them feel extremely threatened.
They were afraid that the article would reveal some shocking scenes.
Dumbledore was particularly troubled by this after actually acquiring a top-tier alchemical weapon of unknown origin.
Because this symbolizes an alchemist whose skill in a certain field has reached the level of Nicolas Flamel, and this alchemist is on the side of what is commonly known as the villains. At this moment, the headmasters on the wall came to their senses again, and one of them even pulled out a listening device from some portrait in the castle.
He solemnly attached the listening device to the portrait and listened to the sounds outside.
"Then tell me what prophecy you made?" Dumbledore said.