Not only that.
Previously, due to the sudden activity of the Legendary Shadow, the issue of magic fatigue was instantly resolved, and his magic power became even more active than usual.
"Professor, what kind of potion is this? Can I learn it?" The Little Wizard's eyes immediately lit up, feeling that this little pill was even more effective than his Infinite Firepower Potion.
Nicolas Flamel chuckled and took a sip of tea.
"First, you need a Magic Stone; maybe in a few years, you'll get the chance." The old Alchemy Master might not be an ordinary person in the domain of prophecy either.
"Magic Stone?"
Ian looked at the large pile of Magic Stones he poured out.
"I mean a truly complete Magic Stone that still possesses Life Energy." Nicolas Flamel's words made the Little Wizard slightly stunned before his eyes widened.
"Did you give me the Elixir of Immortality?! I always thought that would be a potion!"
Ian looked, with a tone of disbelief, at the small wooden box still placed on the table by Nicolas Flamel, which was engraved with Alchemy Runes often used for storing Magic Potions.
Perhaps it could be seen as the magical version of a "refrigerator" in terms of craftsmanship.
"Hahaha, you should have already felt its abundant Life Force," Nicolas Flamel's indirect words could already be considered as an admission.
Ian gulped.
"I remember you didn't have much of the Elixir of Immortality left, yet you casually gave me one to consume; you might end up living several months less because of it."
He truly regretted not asking clearly before taking the pill from Nicolas Flamel.
To be honest, compared to invigorating himself, he would have preferred Nicolas Flamel to live longer. After all, losing such a Level Alchemist to the Misty Illusion Realm was a loss to all Wizards in the world, and the Little Wizards at Hogwarts would lose an invaluable legendary professor prematurely.
"The development in the domain of Alchemy might regress by ten years because of this!" Ian's words were not an exaggeration; many have experienced the irreplaceable value of a good teacher.
"It's not as exaggerated as you say," Nicolas Flamel shook his head with a soft laugh, "It's just an Elixir of Immortality; to me, it's considered a gain."
He gave the Little Wizard a profound look before resuming his perusal of the replicated text, filled with the numerous High Tower Magic Runes Ian had memorized.
There was a thick stack of them.
"I also have a personal agenda, hoping to leverage your knowledge to decipher these Magic Runes."
Ian thought Nicolas Flamel's words were likely because he brought these High Tower Magic Runes to Nicolas Flamel, who felt relieved to fulfill a long-held regret before passing.
Nicolas Flamel smiled again without responding.
"Do you know which era these Magic Runes originate from?" Ian, now full of energy, curiously moved closer to see Nicolas Flamel placing the replicated text under a small floating light source.
Regarding this question,
Nicolas Flamel had a judgment.
"These date back to before the Merlin Era; perhaps some of these runes were still used during the Merlin Era. The fragment I obtained comes from Merlin's manuscripts."
Nicolas Flamel's response did not disappoint the Little Wizard, as he indeed could determine the era of these runes' usage. However, Ian still couldn't ascertain the era of the High Tower based on this information.
Truthfully,
After returning to the present world, Ian researched extensively.
However,
The great calamity Ian witnessed had no records even in the most detailed Magic History books, as if it never happened in history.
"Hmm, this should belong to the times around the Merlin Era," Ian thought of the reliefs he saw in the High Tower, which clearly documented the story triggered by his senior sister.
However,
Due to not knowing how long Teacher Morgan actually lived, Ian couldn't accurately judge the era of the High Tower during which period of Teacher Morgan's life it belonged.
Maybe when he visits the Misty Illusion Realm again, he could ask Teacher Morgan in detail. However, since it has only been one visit, there is still a significant cooldown time before his next entry. The cooldown remains unchanged, and the expectation of entering at will when the magic power reaches its peak has not materialized.
"Isn't there any information about the tomb's owner in the grave you dug? I think someone who could place so many Magic Stones in a tomb would inevitably be a significant figure in history."
Nicolas Flamel also expressed slight confusion and spoke up.
He didn't ask Ian where the grave was, nor did he consider asking Ian to take him there; he understood the boundaries and appropriateness of conversation well.
It's disrespectful and offensive for a Wizard to share their opportunities with someone else.
"Perhaps there is?"
Ian's mind conjured the image of the Black-robed Skeleton, but he didn't think it was the true owner of the High Tower; the skeleton seemed more like a creature imprisoned within it.
Yes, a creature.
Not the eerie Undead kind, as Ian quickly discovered after bringing back the Black-robed Skeleton, which even possessed a more vibrant Life Energy than living humans.