Alvin could see the meaning of Nicolas Flamel's exam, but he didn't say anything.
Closing his eyes, Alvin diffused his magic and sensed everything.
Under the perception of magic, the whole world is divided into two colors.
One is the color with magic power, and the other is black without magic power.
Alvin suddenly discovered that in this room, besides Nicolas Flamel and him, there are other sources of magic.
Those air-conditioning, TVs, and electric fans are alchemy products.
Opening his eyes, Alvin looked at Nicolas Flamel with some incredible openings.
"Mr. Flamel, are these appliances all alchemy products?"
Nicolas Flamel was very happy to see that Alvin guessed the answer, and clapped his hands.
"Okay, stop pretending, the guests have discovered you."
Suddenly, the form of these appliances has undergone some changes.
Every appliance has grown limbs and a mouth.
"Welcome, Master Gaunt!" This is the air conditioner.
"Yeah, it's so boring to accompany the master every day, and it's been a long time since no guests came." The electric fan also clicked on its fan blades, agreeing.
"Me too!" was the voice from the TV.
Looking at these appliances, Alvin suddenly felt that Nicolas Flamel is an interesting old man, who made alchemy products from things in the Muggle world.
And it also gave them a lot of wisdom. This is similar to the tool man he brought to Nicolas Flamel to taste this time.
Thinking of this, he looked at Nicolas Flamel, ready to show his gadgets.
"Mr. Flamel, I also have some small things here, and I would like to ask you for advice."
Nicolas Flamel was also interested and wanted to see what kind of work this little wizard could come up with.
Alvin opened his carry-on suitcase, took out a small bag, opened his mouth, and fell.
Immediately, 3 small yellow things like capsules rolled out, and then quickly became larger.
These little things have limbs, eyes, and mouths. He also wore some of the jeans worn by Muggle world workers. It's just that because there are no shoulders, the straps of the denim jacket slip down onto the arms.
Soon, their eyes opened. After seeing Alvin, they said something one by one and then rushed to Alvin's thigh.
Alvin rubbed his forehead helplessly.
"Kevin, Stuart, and Bob don't move around and let Mr. Flamel take a good look at you."
"Ula~~"
When a few Minions heard this, they immediately lined up, pretending to be serious, and looking at Nicolas Flamel.
It's just that their big eyes still aim at Alvin from time to time.
Nicolas Flamel who was next to him was already itching to see it.
With his eyesight, he could see most of the techniques in Alvin's alchemy products in a short period.
However, he found that Alvin's method of imparting intelligence to alchemical items was different from his.
Or it is different from any known technology in this world.
Nicolas Flamel directly let the wheelchair float over, then picked up a Minion and looked at it.
"Kevin, don't move."
Alvin instructed the Minions. Signal him to cooperate well.
Nicolas Flamel watched carefully.
"Isis magic pattern array, the heart of the fire dragon is used as the source of magic, the role of these transmission arrays is..."
Looking at the Minions, Nicolas Flamel kept saying some alchemy craftsmanship, which made Alvin next to him admire it very much.
With just a few observations, the refining techniques and materials can be closely related.
If alchemy is divided into levels in the system, then Nicolas Flamel is at least at the level of the eighth level, or even the upper level of the eighth level.
These Minions are the tool people refined by Alvin. One day, he had a whim and thought that in a film he had seen in a previous life, the protagonist's little brothers, the Minions, were proficient in all eighteen skills.
Why can't I make some Minions as assistants in my daily magic research?
Do it when you think of it, do it vigorously.
That's Alvin's style.
So he spent a semester and wasted countless materials.
In the end, these Minions were completed as a finished product a few days ago.
However, he still used the magic of the Garden of Eden to forcibly endow these minions with some intelligence.
This time, Alvin wanted to meet and chat with Nicolas Flamel, and the most important thing was to figure out how to use alchemy to give alchemical products the ability to act independently and as part of their wisdom.
"Excellent work, Gaunt."
Finally, Nicolas Flamel put down Kevin, and the Minions ran behind Alvin, looking at the old man badly.
Can a boy's body be played with like this?
If it wasn't for the master's order, he would slap this bad old man in the face.
Patting Kevin's head, Alvin quietly waited for Nicolas Flamel's next evaluation.
"The combination of your alchemy application is very novel, and the foundation is very solid. You only need to make some adjustments to the combination of the magic pattern sequence. This is a perfect work."
Alvin listened to Nicolas Flamel's comments and agreed,
After all, Alvin didn't study alchemy for a long time. Although he has a lot of knowledge in his mind, his hands are still a little rusty.
He also failed many times during refining, wasting a lot of materials.
"May I ask, Mr. Gaunt, what is your method of giving them intelligence? I have never seen such a method in any book."
In the end, Nicolas Flamel still couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked the most crucial question.
Without hesitation, Alvin directly told his thoughts and the process of how to realize the magic spell of the Garden of Eden.
He even passed the spell on to Nicolas Flamel to see if he could come up with a new way to apply it.
Nicolas Flamel became more and more excited as he listened, and in the end, his cloudy eyes burst into a dazzling brilliance.