Magic Stone

Chapter 11 Magic Stone

Dumbledore simply sat there quietly, seemingly lost in thought, like a lifeless statue.

After a long time, or perhaps in an instant, the centenarian took off his ever-present crescent-shaped glasses and gently wiped his already moist eyes with one hand.

"Thank you for your trust, Ian, President of the International Confederation of Wizards, Head Wizard of Wizengamor, and current Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I, Albus Percival Woolfrirk Bryan Dumbledore, on behalf of Hogwarts, thank you for all that you have done."

After saying this, the tall old man stood up and gave Ian a deep British-style bow.

Ian saw the centenarian bow to him and quickly got up to return the greeting.

Then he said softly, "Professor, you really can think of it as a transaction. To be honest, I also have my own troubles, but these are only my problems."

Moreover, as you know, my past life has left me lacking in many fundamental aspects, so I urgently hope to receive your help.

"As for the future, my suggestion is that it's best if only the two of us know about it, and we shouldn't interfere too much with its development. We can collect those soul weapons in advance, but we shouldn't rush to destroy them."

Or perhaps we should let everything proceed as planned before the Triwizard Tournament, because Harry is destined to die once, and the stories and adventures of the past few years are perhaps essential experiences for his eventual victory over Vader.

"What you said happens to be what I was thinking about. Thirty years ago, a Muggle philosopher in the United States came up with a very interesting term. Let me think... that's right, it's the 'butterfly effect.' The development of anything involves both constants and variables, while the 'butterfly effect' is a chaotic phenomenon."

Neither prophecy nor time converters can change the fixed numbers, but chaos can affect variables, thereby directly altering the fixed numbers, which is a terrifying thing.

Therefore, prophecy is an extremely powerful force, and I'm glad you used it to do the right thing. If you're interested, I can take you to the Prophecy Hall of the Department of Mystic Affairs later so you can experience the power of prophecy. As a prophet, I think this will definitely be helpful to you.

Upon hearing this, Ian couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly. He knew his own situation best; he had no prophetic abilities whatsoever, only the memory of the original story.

However, he was too lazy to explain. As he had said before, one lie often requires countless lies to cover it up. Rather than that, being a pseudo-prophet was the best choice for the moment.

Ian was not at all surprised that Dumbledore could bring up the "butterfly effect," after all, he was one of the top wizards who truly understood and cared about the Muggle world and was very knowledgeable.

Forget the butterfly effect, even if Dumbledore were to spout something like quantum entanglement, Ian would understand.

"Professor, it seems we've reached a consensus on this point, which is really great," Ian said happily.

Dumbledore gazed at the incredibly mature young man before him, and thought of the same man from before, who also possessed unparalleled handsome and refined appearance, as well as the same prophetic abilities. He was filled with mixed emotions.

After a long silence, Dumbledore said, "Ian, although I don't know the trouble you mentioned, I do have something I can give you that might be of some help."

He turned and went to the cabinet full of Honey Duke candies, took out a square box with pink petals printed on it, carefully opened the box, and saw a thumb-sized, bright red octahedral crystal gem. He handed it to Ian, who was eagerly waiting in front of him.

Smiling at the somewhat surprised young man before him, Dumbledore continued, "Just as you said, you could have used your prophetic abilities to gain too much profit in the future, but you didn't."

So I'm giving it to you as a small token of my current compensation. But you shouldn't have too high expectations for it. Nothing is permanent, not even the Philosopher's Stone. Nico and Perenaar gained temporary immortality through it, but 600 years of frequent use has almost exhausted all its magic.

Despite this, it is not useless. As one of the most advanced products of alchemy, even though the magic of the Philosopher's Stone cannot be used to make the Elixir of Immortality, it still has the ability to eternally transform and turn stone into gold.

Based on my estimation, the magic contained in this stone can probably support you using 5 to 7 gold transformation spells, each totaling no more than 10 pounds, or 1 to 2 permanent transformation spells. Of course, now that it's yours, how you use it is up to you.

The UK only switched to the metric system in 1995, at which point 1 pound equals 16 ounces, and 1 ounce is approximately 28.35 grams.

"Each conversion yields approximately 5KG of gold. Ideally, it can be used 7 times, resulting in a total of 35 kilograms of gold. Although the exact exchange rate at Gringotts is still unknown, I imagine that this amount of gold can be exchanged for a considerable number of Galleons. I've finally achieved temporary financial freedom."

After a moment's thought, Ian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Now that you've given me the Philosopher's Stone, what about Quirrell?"

"Haha, Tom thinks he knows me, but he only knows the me from before. Indeed, if I hadn't met you, I would have really put the Philosopher's Stone in the Mirror of Erised and waited for him to come and get it, because a stone that has run out of magic is no good anymore."

But now it clearly has other uses; I can certainly put a fluffy mint or an exploding gummy candy in the mirror.

Dumbledore joked, perhaps because he had Tom's mind completely under his thumb, and he didn't care at all about how the Dark Lord felt after going through so much hardship and finally seeing a piece of gummy candy.

"Oh right, I almost forgot about your enrollment. I'll have Fox take you back to Leaky Cauldron later. I think you should be familiar with Fox."

You probably have a whole day tomorrow to see if there's anything else you need to buy. Then you can take the train to Hogwarts, which is a very interesting journey.

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he gently tapped his wand, and the acceptance letter and train ticket floated into Ian's hands.

A clear chirp rang out, followed by a flash of orange-red light as it watched Ian leave with Fox.

Dumbledore sighed deeply. His usually upright posture was now somewhat hunched over; after all, he was a centenarian.

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