"Albert is not only a genius in language, but also good in other fields."
A voice came from the entrance of the hall. It was Gerber Smith, who Albert had met once, walking in wearing a windbreaker. "I have seen papers he has published in several academic journals. The fields he has covered would embarrass most self-proclaimed geniuses."
"Including you." The French-speaking old man asked, tilting his head.
"Including me." Gerber Smith admitted it straightforwardly.
Albert was speechless, he was not one to brag, although with the help of the panel he could indeed pretend to be a genius.
But Albert was a modest man and never liked to brag, even though it sounded useful.
"Kid, what are you best at?"
Finally, someone present couldn't stand it anymore and asked Albert.
"What are you best at?" Albert was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully and answered: "At present, it should be ancient magic runes. I have spent a lot of time and experience on it."
This time, Albert spoke using ancient magic words.
The other wizards present automatically ignored "and experience" because they really didn't understand what it meant. Also, Albert's skillful tone made it so that even wizards who were familiar with ancient magic runes might not be as fluent as Albert.
"It has something to do with alchemy. However, it is more about language." The old man wearing a monocle and gloves introduced himself to Albert, "Metalsmith, Yelon Bard, the creator of the Golden Snitch."
"Hello, Mr. Yellon Barde." Albert shook hands with the other party.
"If, I mean, if you are interested in metalwork after graduation, you can consider becoming my apprentice. It's not easy to find a suitable apprentice now." Yellon Bard said to Albert with a smile, "This is a very promising career. We have been providing brand new golden snitches for Quidditch games."
"I heard that the Golden Snitch has never been touched by bare skin before it is released. When it is made, it is always made with gloves." Albert asked, "When there is a dispute in the game, it can identify the first person who touches it?"
"Yes, yes, Mr. Anderson, it seems that you know something about making the Golden Snitch." Bald winked at Albert and said happily, "If you are interested, you can write to me."
"Balder, are you planning to poach people?"
Suddenly, a voice couldn't help but interrupt their conversation.
"This is the first time we meet, Mr. Anderson. I'm Sera Harrisis. We've exchanged letters several times before." Sera Harrisis stepped forward and shook hands with Albert, looking at Yelon Balde with a smile. Although they were all experts in alchemy, most of them were involved in different fields.
"Hello, Mr. Sierra Harrisis, nice to meet you in person." Albert stretched out his hand and shook hands with Sierra Harrisis. Now everyone understood that this person was prepared by them and brought to show off to everyone, and to let Albert show his face in the circle.
"We just had a very speculative chat." Yelon Bald was not angry and said to Harrisis with a smile.
"By the way, there are so few people coming this year!" Sera Harris changed the subject and sat down next to Albert, with Gerber Smith next to him.
"Yes, very little. But that's it now, so it doesn't matter." Professor Broad continued the topic.
"Come to think of it, Nico didn't come either." Sera Harrisis frowned and said, "He told me last time that he would come to participate."
"Who asked Gobarot to tease him about the formula of his elixir of life last time?"
"He tricked us with a fake formula." Although Gobarot said this, he didn't take it seriously. Although they were very interested in the Philosopher's Stone, they had no real intention of taking advantage of it. That was Nico's lifeblood. Not to mention whether he could get it or not, if he really did it, he would be finished.
What's more, Nicolas Flamel lived for several centuries and was also a very powerful wizard. His residence was protected by layers of protection, and the final barrier was the Fidelius Charm, and the secret was kept by their old friend Dumbledore.
Moreover, once you get the Philosopher's Stone, you also need to know how to make the Elixir of Life.
"Nico has run into some trouble recently and can't come for the time being!" Professor Broad explained helplessly.
I'm curious about who could cause him trouble." Another old French man asked.
"Mysterious man!" Professor Broad said in a low voice.
"Isn't that devil whose name cannot be mentioned already dead?"
Everyone present showed disgust towards Voldemort. In the last wizard war, many acquaintances were innocently affected and died.
"Dumbledore said that the demon who must not be named might still be alive." Professor Brod frowned deeply and said, "He must have his own basis, although this is not very pleasant news."
The shadow of the Dark Lord also looms over everyone here (except Albert), and no one wants to recall the unpleasant past.
"He's set his sights on the Philosopher's Stone." Hariss frowned and said, "He wants to use the Philosopher's Stone to make a comeback?"
This is not good news.
"He won't succeed." Professor Brod comforted him, "As we all know, the devil who must not be named is afraid of Dumbledore..."
To be honest, Albert was surprised to hear the news because he guessed what was going on.
Isn't this the plot of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone? Voldemort asked Kino to help him steal the Philosopher's Stone to stay alive.
However, Qino's strength is really not that good.
Nico is undoubtedly safe. Even the mysterious man cannot get Nico's hiding place from Dumbledore!
They all knew that Dumbledore was Nicolas Flamel's Secret-Keeper.
Under the protection of the Fidelius Charm, no one could easily enter Nico's hiding place, even if he squeezed his nose against the window of Nico's house.
"I don't think Nico will be happy. He can't go out to the opera like this!"
"I think Muggle opera performances are quite boring. Nico and I went to see one a long time ago..." The man was about to complain a few more words when he was interrupted by Professor Broad's light cough.
"Okay, let's not talk about that anymore. Now that everyone is here, let's get started!" Professor Broad asked with a smile, "Who goes first?"
At this moment, Albert was a little stunned. What was going on first? Why didn't anyone tell him what was going on