Beauxbatons is located in the Pyrenees mountains of southern France.
Even though the Pegasus was fast, everyone arrived in the afternoon.
When they arrived at Beauxbatons, at the school gate, Madame Maxime was already waiting there early.
Seeing Nico get off the carriage, Madame Maxime greeted him with a few wizards who looked like professors.
"Long time no see, Mr. Flamel, Mrs. Perenelle, I wish you well."
After speaking, Madame Maxime bent down and gave a warm kiss to Mrs. Perenelle.
"So are you, Maxime." Nico and Mrs. Perenelle smiled in response to Maxime's greetings.
And Maxime also saw Alvin and Fleur behind them.
"See you again, Gaunt. Congratulations on receiving the Order of Merlin."
She smiled and greeted Alvin. She was also delighted with the little wizard who kidnapped her most proud student. In her heart, only such an outstanding person deserves Fleur.
Alvin also responded politely to her.
"Thank you for your blessings, Madame Maxime, and I wish you all the best."
After a few words of greeting, they entered the school and went to where the event would be held.
The architectural style of Beauxbatons is very different from that of Hogwarts.
Some beautiful fountains and statues can be seen everywhere here, reflecting the romance of the Gallic people.
But Alvin didn't appreciate it carefully because they arrived at their destination very quickly.
When they entered the Great Hall, many people were already in it. A large round table in the middle of the Great Hall was almost full.
Next to it are some tables, where some apprentices and juniors brought by alchemists are sitting.
After Alvin came in, he found that Fudge had also appeared here, chatting eagerly with a serious middle-aged wizard next to him.
After seeing Nico come in, some people stood up to greet him. And the other part of the people who didn't stand up looked at those people enviously.
Nicolas Flamel is the originator of modern alchemy and has a very high status in the hearts of all those who study alchemy.
These people who can come to greet them are the group with the highest status among all the people present, and those who are slightly inferior do not have this qualification.
A few old men walked up to Nico and hugged him to welcome him, and then one said with a smile.
"Nico, I thought you would be the last to show your face this time, but I didn't expect you to show up at the beginning. Could it be that your alchemy has made a breakthrough?"
The people next to him also nodded in agreement and looked at Nicolas Flamel with curious eyes.
Alvin can't help but sigh. No wonder these people can have the status and knowledge they have today. This mentality of living until old age and learning old age is not something ordinary people can have.
"No, I'm here this time with my junior."
Nico didn't hide it either. He directly explained the purpose. He came here today to support Alvin.
Everyone turned their attention to Alvin and Fleur and was very curious about who is the junior.
Fleur was a little nervous. Many of these old men were known to Fleur, who were all prominent figures in the French magic world.
Alvin patted Fleur's hand lightly, motioning her to relax, then stepped forward and greeted everyone generously.
"Good afternoon, gentlemen. I'm Alvin Gaunt, the junior Nico said, referring to me. Please give me more advice."
"Gaunt? Is that the little wizard who invented the wolf's poison potion and received the Order of Merlin?"
Alchemy and Potions have a lot in common, so it wasn't long before someone recognized Alvin's identity.
Alvin nodded, admitting it.
Everyone looked at Alvin's demeanor without stage fright and admired it, but they were still slightly puzzled. They had never heard of Nico's younger generation in England.
But this is not the place to talk, and there is no questioning.
They led Nico to the seat opposite the door and sat down, and Alvin followed suit and sat on Nico's right side.
As for Fleur and Mrs. Perenelle, they went to the side hall to attend another banquet exclusively for women.
And Fudge, sitting not far away, also saw Alvin's figure and was very surprised.
Of course, he remembered the little wizard who had just won the Order of Merlin last year. Still, he didn't expect Alvin to also participate in this World Alchemy Summit. He seemed to have an extraordinary relationship with Nico.
After Alvin and Nico took their seats, the wizard who had just talked to Fudge stood up and gave the opening speech.
Only Alvin knew that this person was the French Ministry of Magic Minister.
After a stinky and long speech, the summit finally began.
Sure enough, the leader's speech is always dull, whether in the Muggle world or the wizarding world.
In the first stage of the summit, some people asked the questions they had encountered in the past few years and saw if anyone present could answer them.
Soon someone showed his head, and an old man with grey hair stood up tremblingly.
"I have been researching Shield Cloak for the past few years, trying to improve the service life of the Shield Cloak, but after my efforts, the service life of the Shield Cloak has only become 70 times of magic attack. Which master has any Good ideas and suggestions?"
Alvin also knows the Shield Cloak, a precious magic item in the magic world. Generally, it can withstand 50-spell attacks. This person can mention 70 times, which is not bad.
"Cough, this question, I think I can still provide some help."
Nico, next to Alvin, spoke, but after he finished speaking, he did look at Alvin, and the meaning was obvious.
Alvin was a little speechless, but he understood Nico's intention, so he stood up and looked at the old man.
"Master, can you tell me what your main problem is?"
When the old man saw Alvin stand up, he was slightly surprised. Isn't this little wizard a little too young?
But since it was Nicolas Flamel's suggestion, he also put the question to Alvin.
"The problem focuses on the lifespan of the Runes. After the Runes is burned every time, the Shield Cloak loses its effect."
Alvin nodded. He also guessed that magic items with a limited lifespan encountered this problem.