Chapter 424 Elixir of Immortality! Ill-intentioned?!!

looked at the blood-red liquid in the cup, not knowing what it was, but still drank it without hesitation.

At first he didn't feel anything, but gradually he felt a warm current rising in his abdomen, rushing to the limbs and eight skeletons, and he felt that his old body, like a dead wood in the spring, became full of life.

"Sir, this is..."

Heyman looked at Peter in amazement.

Peter waved a mirror and floated toward him, "Now look at yourself." "

Heyman took the mirror and saw that in the mirror, he had become forty or fifty years old, and the white hair on his head had turned brown, and he was dozens of years younger in an instant!

"Sir, I'm getting younger!"

Heyman touched his face with great surprise and excitement, and then looked at the cup he had just drunk, there were still a few drops of red liquid left on it, as if he remembered something, and looked at him in disbelief and asked, "Sir, is what you gave me to drink is the legendary elixir?!" "

Peter smiled and nodded, spread out on the couch, and said lazily, "I used the Philosopher's Stone with potion to create an elixir of immortality, made by pure Nicole Mae, you are the first person!" "

He glanced at the excited Heyman and said, "Don't you want to continue your Rozier family, then I will let you return to youth, you can have another son, so that Rozier's surname can be passed on, how about it?" Satisfied? "

"Satisfied! Satisfied! "

Heyman was thrilled, he was controlled by the puppet potion and loyal to Peter, but his thinking was clear, and the continuation of the family had always been his obsession, and now that he had hope, he was certainly very excited.

"Well, since you do things for me, then I won't be stingy, this time it is a reward, and if you do things for me well in the future, it will not be a problem for you to live like Nicole Flamel for hundreds of years."

Peter stood up and said, and then he squeezed the rose badge in his hand, "Next, when you borrow the spirit cat, let me know that I will come back." Now it's time for me to go. "

"Sir, won't you stay one more night?"

Heyman put away his excitement and said reluctantly.

"No, it's time for me to go, goodbye."

As Peter injected his magic into the door key, he was taken straight away by the door key and disappeared into place.

"At 2:23 p.m., from Paris, France."

As soon as Peter landed, there was a weak voice from the side.

Peter turned his head and found himself in the hall of the Ministry of Magic, with a sign "Immigration Office" standing in front of him, and a listless middle-aged wizard next to him.

"Welcome to the British Ministry of Magic, what business are you going to do?"

The witch reluctantly lifted his spirits and spoke in broken French.

"I'm British, I'm a guest abroad, and now I'm back, sir."

Peter said in English.

"Oh, you're British, let me see."

Hearing that Peter was speaking English, the middle-aged witch finally raised his head, looked at him carefully, and then his eyes lit up, and he suddenly got up enthusiastically and shook his hand, "Ah, it turned out to be Mr. York, I didn't expect it to be you, are you out of the country, welcome back!" Welcome back! "

"Uh, sorry sir, are you?"

Peter looked at his sudden enthusiasm and couldn't help but ask.

"I'm Flos Bader, Mr. York!"

After rummaging through his body for a while, the witch took out an identity badge from his pocket and pinned it to his chest, and introduced himself with a smile, "I am a receptionist who specializes in receiving international visitors." "

"Mr. Badr, I don't seem to be so famous, how do you recognize me?"

Peter said doubtfully.

"Ha, Mr. York, you're really joking, if you're still a celebrity, who else is a celebrity?"

As if he had heard the joke, Badr laughed and said, "You are the youngest Wiesengamo reserve ever, a Cup winner of the Top Three Cup, or a winner of the Order of Merlin!" So many honors, but others can't ask for it in their lifetime. "

"Sorry, I've been abroad for two weeks, is there something wrong with me?"

Peter looked at his reaction and couldn't help but ask.

"No wonder!"

Badr looked sure, and then took a newspaper from a side drawer and handed it to him, "Mr. York, during the time that you were not there, the Daily Prophet specially reported on your special features, and reported all your previous deeds." After we watched it, we found out that there are such geniuses as you in the magic world, you are really good at hiding, how come I didn't find out before. "

Peter unfolded the newspaper, and on the first page it was written in large letters, "Peter York: A Genius Boy Once in a Thousand Years!" Next to it is a photo of him being single at the Yule Ball.

Peter scanned the newspaper quickly with his eyes, only to find that it was really a detailed report of his deeds from the first grade to the sixth grade, as well as the various honors he had received in the meantime.

In addition, it was also reported that he killed more than a dozen Death Eaters who invaded the manor, solved the Millennium Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets, and eliminated nearly half of the Dementors.

The handwriting described him as a gifted, powerful, gifted young wizard, saying that if given enough time, it would be a problem to surpass Dumbledore.

Peter looked at the various words of praise above, straddling him into a figure that was not in heaven and on earth, and then looked at the signed author, gritting his teeth and spitting out "Rita Skeeter!" "

What is this old witch? It's Time for Voldemort to come back, and she's making such a big fuss about herself, she's causing trouble for herself!

"Mr. York, my daughter is an admirer of yours, can you sign her name?"

Badr pulled out a picture and said expectantly.

Peter looked at the other self in the photo who was blinking at himself, the corners of his mouth twitched, resisted the urge to tear it apart, quickly signed the name, and then quickly left here.

Out of the Ministry of Magic, Peter looked around, then meditated directly on York Manor, and with a whimper, he disappeared into place.

"Oh, God! Peter, you scared me to death! "

In the living room of York Manor, Christine was startled by the sudden appearance of Peter, and then angrily hammered him with a pink fist, "Enough play outside, do you want to go home now?" For two weeks, two whole weeks, you didn't reply to a message, causing us to worry about you. "

"Sorry, aunt, I was really busy during this time, so I didn't have time to contact you."

Peter apologized, but it was still a small project to reshape people's memories, and he operated almost day and night to finally get Hayman Rozier done.

"Okay, you'll be fine when you get back."

Christine turned over and pursued the matter again, but instead frowned and said, "Didn't you hide the manor with a bold and faithful spell when you left before?"

As a result, not long after you left, Flash found sneaky people outside the manor. She said those people were wizards and let's not go out at will, so during this time Wales and I stayed at home and waited for you to come back.

Those wizards look ill-intentioned, are you an enemy of the wizarding world? "

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