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Chapter 234 Nick Lemay 【For subscription, ask for monthly flower ticket】

Seeing their school badge being pushed down by Hogwarts, the Beauxbatons could no longer sit still.

After Amber left, they swarmed forward and hurriedly began to operate the badge box in front of them.

However, when they began to analyze the badge box using their previous manufacturing experience, they found that the structure of the box was completely different from what they had imagined at the time.

"No, no!

Sweaty manipulating the box, looking at the motionless Ivy League, a senior student in Beauxbatons roared loudly.

"This is not the style of alchemy we are good at!"

"what do you mean?

Everyone turned their heads in unison, looking at the man who spoke in horror.

"Zigness, what do you mean by this sentence?"

Everyone looked at each other, and a terrifying thought appeared in their hearts.

But they couldn't believe their own idea at all.

Everyone invariably shook their heads fiercely, trying to completely remove this crazy possibility from their minds.

In the end, it was a senior girl who spoke with difficulty and asked this man named Zignes.

This is the guy among them whose alchemy ability is second only to Furong.

He is also the actual leader of the exchange students this time.

"Don't look at it, it's just what we thought."

Zignes did not speak, but his face was pale and his hands trembled involuntarily.

And Furong, who was on the side, finally stepped forward slowly, and carefully inspected the badge box, her face no longer had the peerless style she had before.

"That man, changed all the alchemical structures inside."

"What? It's impossible!"

The crazy idea in the heart was confirmed by Furong's words, and everyone subconsciously rejected this terrible reality.

"Impossible, he hasn't even started to operate it!

"Did he solve the box in a dream?"

"He must have used some despicable means! I absolutely don't believe it!

Beauxbatons, you speak every word, trying to refute Fleur's judgment from all aspects.

However, Zignes looked pale and looked at Fleur, involuntarily recalling Amber's previous actions in his mind.

Yeah, Amber didn't get to work on the box.

However, he was not completely untouched.

Both Zignes and Fleur recalled Amber's previous actions, which seemed to be random, those two shots on the box.

"He... just unraveled like that?

Furong swallowed her saliva with difficulty, her voice was dry and hoarse, and she no longer lost her clear spirit.

"Yeah, not only did he unlock it, but in those two strokes he completely changed the alchemy formula inside the box, leaving us with a problem."5

Zignes couldn't help smiling miserably, his eyes darkened as if he had lost all light.

All the while, he's touted himself as the second Nick LeMay.

Although among Beauxbatons, Fleur's level of alchemy is comparable to hers.

But Fleur was more obviously cultivated by Beauxbatons to become a business card of diplomacy, and he was the true future of Beauxbatons' alchemy.

The former Zignes proudly believed that in the entire magical world, there would be no alchemist who was stronger than himself among those under the age of thirty.

But now, a Hogwarts student, a student who is clearly a few years younger than them, has cracked their masterpiece so easily.

This shattered Zignes's long-standing beliefs.

Even fell into complete self-doubt, ignorant, sitting on the sidelines and ignoring everything.

In the principal's office, two old men saw this scene through the mirror and couldn't help shaking their heads.

"Nick, that's your purpose.

Dumbledore sighed, his tone full of regret.

"Yeah, I really want to use Amber's hand to blow Zignes' arrogance.

Nick Lemay's face was full of regret, he fixedly looked at Zignes in the mirror, and he also sighed.

"But I didn't expect that, in less than two months, Amber's alchemy level would have improved by leaps and bounds."

"How did this child... grow up?"

"You'll come to know, actually, Nicole, do you know who I've always been subconsciously thinking of Amber as Amber during this period of contact?

Without waiting for Nick Lemay to answer, Dumbledore raised his head, looked at the circular vault of the principal's office, and said leisurely.

"I see Gellert as a young man.

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"Who?

Nick Lemay suddenly sat up and stared at Dumbledore in disbelief. He didn't look like a six-hundred-year-old man at all.

Hearing this name, the fire could not help but appear in his mind.

The fire that burned half of the Seine.

"Don't worry, Nico, he's not him.

Seeing the surprise on Nick Lemay's face, Dumbledore slowly shook his head and continued,

"Amber has love, responsibility, and a sense of proportion compared to Gellert.35

"Lilith, who was initially hostile to him, became a dutiful and good brother after learning her true identity.

"Such a quality that Gellert does not have, nor does Voldemort have.

Dumbledore's judgment undoubtedly made Nick LeMay heave a sigh of relief.

The current magic world can no longer bear the crisis of an extra black devil.

"Actually, Niko, you've never lost communication with him, you can see that."

Nick Lemay smiled bitterly, just stood up silently and walked outside the principal's office.

"I'll see for myself in class, Albus, that if such a genius grows into Gellert's stature, neither you nor I can afford the responsibility."5

With that said, Nick Lemay walked out of the room, leaving Dumbledore alone to stare at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

The dinner that day was held as scheduled.

Among all the students looking forward to it, Dumbledore solemnly introduced to everyone, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts for the next half term.

"...In fact, in addition to being the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor I invited, Professor Nicole May will set up an alchemy class at Hogwarts."

"If there are gentlemen and ladies who are interested in this, please don't pass up a great opportunity."

After saying that, Dumbledore blinked, his eyes drifting in the direction of Slytherin unconsciously.

On Slytherin's long table, Amber, who was sitting first in the second grade, was drinking a straw and drinking a glass of apple juice casually.

Feeling Dumbledore's gaze, he raised his head to meet the deep pupil.

Then he smiled brightly, with a warm and simple smile.

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