Chapter 123 Nicolas Flamel's Request for Help

The Black Lake was covered with a thick layer of ice, becoming a vast white wasteland.

In this environment, traditional fishing methods are definitely not feasible, and ice fishing is a must.

As the king of wild fishing, Rove once survived alone in the wild for 100 days, relying on fishing to make a living.

He is proficient in various fishing techniques and has made fruitful gains in various extreme environments. Naturally, ice fishing techniques are also no problem, and he is an expert among experts.

But today, Shirley came four times and built three big snowmen during the period, but Rove didn't catch a single fish.

Even the little white bar, which is the most annoying for fishermen, didn't show up today!

Shirley didn't say anything when she came, just sat quietly beside Rove, occasionally helping to add some nesting materials, so that the boy could take the opportunity to blame her and say that she scared the fish away with her words.

When a thin layer of ice formed again in the ice hole, Rolf had to dig it open again awkwardly. Shirley comforted him sympathetically:

"It's okay. It must be that when we broke the ice before, we scared away all the fish below."

"..."

The ice was broken an hour and a half ago. If Snape said this, Rolf would definitely think he was being sarcastic.

Rolf thought for a while and said, "There must be no fish below this fishing spot. We have to find a place with trees under the water. They like to hide there... I'll open a few more ice holes."

Shirley nodded, not quite understanding, took Rolf's fishing rod, and sat there to fish for him.

Rolf walked around, tapped the ice surface with his fingers a few times, and then went to another place to tap a few times. He kept tapping here and there, looking for a suitable place to fish, so that he could open a hole and cast a rod to fish.

The bottom line today is not to catch any fish, even if you catch some fish fry!

But before she even walked around, Shirley pulled the hook and shouted in surprise: "Rolf, I caught a fish... Come here quickly, it's such a big fish, I can't even drag it!"

"..."

Rolf was speechless. When he was there, the fish didn't bite the hook. Now that he's gone, it will bite the hook, right?

Who can stand this? Drain the water immediately... Drain the Black Lake!

Rolf ran over and helped Shirley drag the fishing rod. Soon a big fish the length of an arm was pulled to the surface of the water.

Rolf didn't care about fancy techniques such as walking the fish, reeling in and releasing the line, and slowly removing the strength of the fish.

He raised his wand and shouted: "Fall to the ground."

A flash of red light passed by, and the big fish twitched, turned over its belly, and fainted in the water.

Who still plays traditional fishing now? It's all magic plus black technology.

The two pulled the fish up, and Rolf weighed it. It weighed seven or eight kilograms.

In his previous life, Luo Fu had also caught such a big fish. He tied the fish to the back seat of his broken bicycle and wandered around his neighborhood... He passed by his house three times without entering.

The security guard even asked him if he was lost.

Since there were big fish at this fishing spot, there was no need to move. Luo Fu picked up the rod again, hung the bait and cast the rod again skillfully, and continued to fish with peace of mind.

After a while, the float began to float, and he excitedly said to Shirley: "This time it must be big."

Luo Fu suddenly raised the rod upwards, and a fishing line made a sound of breaking through the air, and a rumbling sound came from underwater, and then a crack appeared on the ice surface.

The cracked lines that moved like a little snake spread in all directions, like a huge spider web, and like a broken mirror.

Luo Fu didn't care about the fishing rod, and reached out to hug Shirley. Amid the exclamation of the ponytail girl, he hugged her across the waist and flew into the sky.

Almost in an instant, the thick ice surface of the Black Lake shattered.

Rove and Shirley in midair were dumbfounded. Did they catch a North Sea giant monster?

The waves suddenly roared, and a carriage emerged from the lake and rushed out of the lake.

It was a huge carriage, as big as a house, and it was pulled by a group of golden reindeer.

When the carriage landed on the ground, it made a loud noise, and the thick snow melted in an instant, as if it had been baked by high temperature.

Rove flew to the shore, put Shirley, whose face was already flushed, down, and looked at the carriage.

Soon the door opened, and an old man dressed strangely walked out:

He wore a loose long gown with oriental prints on his upper body, and an open bell-shaped waistcoat on his outer coat. The colors of the two seams were as bright as flames, and his pants were European cherry-colored cropped pants.

The old man got off the carriage, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Rove, Merry Christmas."

"Nico?"

Rove was a little surprised when he saw Nicolas Flamel. He walked over, looked at the old man, and couldn't help laughing:

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"Nico, Merry Christmas... You are dressed like a hippie."

"Hippie dress was originally imitated by wizards." Nico explained with a smile: "Wizards always wear strange clothes when they go to the Muggle world, and then they inspire a group of Muggles."

Rove was stunned. He didn't expect there was such a cause and effect, but after thinking about it, it seemed reasonable.

When wizards enter the Muggle world, they will deliberately dress like Muggles, but their dress is always very strange. There are often wizards wearing short skirts and walking around on the street.

It can only be said that wizards do lead the fashion trend.

"Why are you taking a carriage? Where is your car?" Rove asked again.

Nico, like Su Xunzong, is an avid car collector, and the two were car buddies before.

That year, Brezhnev visited Camp David in the United States and took Nixon on a racing trip, with Nico sitting in the passenger seat.

"Does Santa Claus drive a car? He doesn't always ride in a reindeer car." Nico joked:

"I am Santa Claus today, and I came to Hogwarts specifically to deliver gifts to you."

Luofu laughed, turned around and introduced: "Nico, this is Shirley... my classmate and assistant.

Shirley, he is Nicolas Flamel, the greatest alchemist..."

"Still an opera lover." Nico looked at Shirley and smiled kindly:

"Child, I heard Rolf mention you. He said many times that you are outstandingly talented in the art of transformation."

Shirley smiled shyly and reservedly: "Merry Christmas, Mr. Flamel."

After the greetings between the three of them ended, Luo Fu said softly:

"Nico, are you here to visit Professor Dumbledore? Unfortunately, he is not at Hogwarts recently."

Dumbledore had disappeared since the Christmas holidays, taking the Slytherin basilisk with him.

Corvinos Gunter proposed a trade and wanted to get rid of the basilisk.

Dumbledore believed that the transaction could go ahead, but he needed to find a professional to help him research it first to see if there was any special magic on the basilisk.

Rolf thought for a long time, but couldn't think of anyone else in the wizarding world who could be called a professional in front of Dumbledore.

"I know." Nico blinked and said, "Albus went to Austria and met an old friend. He won't be able to come back soon."

Rolf was a little surprised when he heard the name of Austria. He remembered that Nurmengard Prison was there.

"Rolf, I'm here to see you specifically. There's something I need to ask you...for help." Nico continued.

"Ask me for help?" Rolf became more and more surprised. He didn't know what help he could give Nico now.

"What is it? Just say it."

Nico lowered his voice and said:

"You know I have prophecy and can see things happening in the near future.

Through the prophecy ball, I saw a guy who wanted to sneak into my manor this Christmas... I need your help. "

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(Thanks to the boss "I just love to wade in Langshui" for the tip.)