Chapter 824: Chapter 231: The Little Wizard’s Retribution (Part 2)

The Little Wizard’s tone was full of certainty.

A faint, almost imperceptible gleam flashed in Dumbledore’s eyes, but he did not show much surprise. He simply nodded slightly, signaling Ian to continue speaking.

"I have seen Merlin of the past, I remember the aura of Merlin’s magic power." Ian lowered his voice, "And Ririm... I am very sure his magic power is of the same kind as Merlin’s."

This was Ian’s conclusion after repeatedly recalling and comparing—it’s not just about Ririm, but also last year’s sudden disappearance and resignation of Professor Arthur King of Alchemy.

Tsk tsk.

The more Ian thought about it, the angrier he became.

Back in the past, Merlin also accused him of being an old monster who pretended to be a child to deceive others, while in fact, it was Merlin who loved to disguise as a child to trick people!

"Is that so... if you put it that way... hmm, maybe it’s worth investigating." Dumbledore still did not respond directly, but he seemed intrigued by Ian’s conjecture.

At this time, standing beside him, Nicolas Flamel suddenly laughed, his eyes flashing with excitement.

"Interesting, so interesting!"

Nicolas Flamel rubbed his hands, his face full of eager anticipation, "Merlin! That’s the legendary Wizard King! Who wouldn’t want to meet him in person?"

"I remember Ririm, that student, he asked me about wand-making... if Ririm truly is Merlin, then he must have some alchemy skills more extraordinary than mine!"

The more he spoke.

Nicolas Flamel became more excited.

It turns out that even an Alchemy Master cannot resist Merlin’s ’idol filter’. Of course, it might also be Nicolas Flamel wanting to engage in genuine exchanges with Merlin about alchemy knowledge.

People.

Always have the desire to compare their own specialties with those of their peers, Nicolas Flamel’s heart was previously calm and composed all because there was no one who could equal him.

But Merlin is different.

Nicolas Flamel truly wants to sit and discuss with the ’sage’.

Regarding this point, it’s not just the Little Wizard who can sense his emotions, Dumbledore also glanced at Nicolas Flamel, with a slightly helpless smile in his eyes.

"Nicolas, calm down. We don’t have definitive evidence yet." Indeed, the old headmaster, faced with such explosive news and situation, still did not let his emotions fluctuate much.

Calm, rational.

That is Albus Dumbledore’s greatest characteristic when facing almost any matter—of course, things related to Ariana were rare exceptions when he lost control of his emotions a few times.

In response to Dumbledore’s words.

"But Ian’s intuition has always been quite accurate, hasn’t it?" Nicolas Flamel is quite trusting of the Little Wizard, how to put it, an excellent alchemist must undoubtedly have sharp intuition.

In this aspect, his intuition also tells him Ian is correct, so this Alchemy Master with an excited expression, eyes fixed on Ian.

"Little fellow, how do you think we should verify this conjecture?" He rubbed his hands, eager as if he immediately wanted to find that first-year freshman.

Ian pondered for a moment before saying, "If Ririm truly is Merlin, he certainly won’t easily expose himself, but we have enough means to reveal his true form."

His words carried a certain firmness.

However.

"Do we really have such means?" Nicolas Flamel’s cloudy eyes filled with confusion, he looked around at the alchemical props, failing to find anything that could affect a legendary wizard.

How to put it, he hadn’t researched similar props at all, after all, if he hadn’t joined Hogwarts this year, he wouldn’t believe the End of the Dharma Era still had legends alive.

"Uh..."

Ian turned to see Headmaster Dumbledore also watching him.

"So I have the means to reveal his true form?"

He corrected his earlier wording. As to what kind of means, Dumbledore did not inquire, he simply played with the Elder Wand as he lightly spoke.

"Go find him, Ian."

The old headmaster’s tone was mild; however, his method of playing with the Elder Wand seemed to suggest something intriguing. Clearly, the greatest White Wizard of the century was not truly unperturbed.

Everyone has their own pride.

Albus Dumbledore perhaps also longs to learn magic from Merlin... well, that is a humble expression. Ian felt he clearly sensed the surging vitality from the old headmaster.

"Yes, professor."

Ian carefully placed the Ancient Time Converter, and was about to turn and leave when Nicolas Flamel suddenly called out to him.

"Wait a moment!"

Nicolas Flamel said this as he ran to his pile of alchemical works to rummage around, Ian halted his steps, looking at Nicolas Flamel with curiosity.

Ian thought he was preparing some powerful magic props, only to see the Alchemy Master pull out an exquisite glass bottle from a cloak he had swapped out without washing.

He held this bottle, carefully approaching Ian’s cloak, placing the mouth of the bottle against his hem. There one saw a magical fluctuation swirling at the mouth of the bottle.

"What is this?"

Ian curiously asked.

He saw countless tiny particles flowing into the bottle.

"Your cloak has rainwater from over a thousand years ago." Nicolas Flamel explained, his eyes filled with excitement, "I want to collect some samples to study the composition of rainwater from past eras. This is a rare opportunity! We can understand the past environment, and also accurately determine the date of the Merlin Era!"