Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures - H.P.S.T Chapter 731: Doomsday

“In that dream, I asked Abraham, why did he choose to give me that magical book?” Flamel stopped, and there was only turbidity in those once bright brown eyes, “he told me I was just a keeper, and at the end of my life, I’ll meet the real owner of this book, and my task was to give it to him.”

Nicolas Flamel’s old voice flowed slowly, with an uncontrollable trill.

After stopping taking the Elixir, he was inevitably aging.

Compared to the last time they met, his mental state had deteriorated a lot, and he was approaching the end of his long life.

Evan suddenly realized how painful it was to watch this mighty wizard’s slow decline.

He clearly felt the power of death in him, the most terrifying force in the world. But compassion was meaningless. Nicolas Flamel’s life was much longer than that of all other wizards, and deservedly full of glory. He was the most legendary wizard in the world. Almost everyone had heard his name. Even Muggles had heard about him.

In the face of death, the great wizard seemed extraordinarily fragile, vulnerable, but incomparably firm.

He knew what was waiting for him and embraced death.

Looking at Nicolas Flamel, Evan remembered Dumbledore, who had been telling everyone that death was only the beginning of another great adventure.

For a wise wizard, death was nothing more than a relief. When it would come, one should accept it calmly. There was no need to fear anything.

That said, wizards like Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel were destined to be a minority.

“With the help of the Philosopher’s Stone obtained at the same time as that book, I have gained unimaginable wealth and eternal life. But I have not forgotten Abraham’s entrustment, and this burden was as overwhelming as a mountain. In the past six hundred years I have been searching for the true owner of this book, but I have never found anything. When I finally got tired of all this and decided to destroy the Philosopher’s Stone and prepare for death, you appeared in front of me, my child,” Flamel gasped. “When Dumbledore told me about you, I realized almost immediately that you were the one I had been waiting for. Abraham’s prophecy came true. When my life was about to come to an end, I finally met you. My mission has been completed and I can feel the taste of death with peace of mind.”

Abraham was a very famous ancient prophet. There were many legends about him.

But Evan had always been cautious about trusting such things. For this matter, with the help of the Philosopher’s Stone, Nicolas Flamel theoretically had endless life. If he did not choose to destroy the Philosopher’s Stone himself, he would never die.

If so, he would not meet the true master of The Book of Abraham, as he said, and the prophecy would not have been fulfilled.

But everything had developed as Abraham said. Because of the relationship between Voldemort and himself, Nicolas Flamel took the initiative to destroy the Philosopher’s Stone before he saw Evan, and then chose to give The Book of Abraham to Evan.

Could Abraham really be able to predict what would happen six hundred years later or a person’s thoughts?!!

The prophecy had come true. Anyway, it was a terrible ability.

“In that dream, I asked Abraham again, why he did it, and what did that book mean?” Flamel continued, “He told me that this was the hope of this world, and that in his era, humans had faced unprecedented difficulties. Those terrible ancient gods had come to this world, and after paying a great price, they postponed this difficulty! But they will come to an end, breaking the seal and bringing about that unstoppable doomsday judgment. Then Abraham showed me the scene after the judgment: the whole world was silent… no screams of anger, pain, or joy, and no soft breathing… even the almost imperceptible sounds of heart beating, blinking eyes, or plant rooting were all gone.”

“Dead… all dead… all living things are dead… all I could see was corpses, piled up layer by layer, higher than the highest mountain. Under my feet, our earth could no longer give birth to life, and had lost that potential forever. Death had taken over this world. In boundless despair, I saw the ancient gods standing on the bodies of the whole world triumphantly. The corpses and broken flesh and blood were slowly decomposing and becoming part of their bodies.”

“What I saw was the future of our world and the present of the world of the ancient gods.” Nicolas Flamel took a deep breath, immersed in the terrible scene he was describing. “Abraham told me it was just a possibility for the future, and then he showed me another possibility. He led me slowly forward on a huge grave. I don’t know how long it took. I saw a castle… Hogwarts, where the battle was not over.”

“In the dim and gloomy light, the unusually large orange-red sun was slowly setting. In front of it, wizards, giants, Centaurs, goblins, and countless magical creatures were fighting in front of the castle. Roars and shouts were echoing, and the magical light almost illuminated the entire sky,” said Nicolas Flamel in a low voice. “Then, the ancient gods I’d seen before came … everyone was afraid, they knelt down and wept, trembling, begging … the world was about to be destroyed.”

“But then, in the boundless despair, four huge stone pillars carved with ancient magic runes soared into the sky. They shone with orange, green, brown, and blue light, all the lights gathered together to form a cage, which trapped the terrible monsters firmly. On the highest tower of the castle, I saw a blurry figure. I could not see his face, but he had a diadem on his head … I still remember the shape of the diadem.”

“Wait, you’re not talking about Ravenclaw’s Diadem, are you?!” Evan looked at Nicolas Flamel in astonishment.

The diadem was now in his hand. Wouldn’t Flamel want to say that Evan was the last person he’d seen?!! According to Flamel’s description, the last terrible ancient gods that had appeared must be the evil gods Evan had seen. There were not only one, but many, but all of them were trapped in a powerful magic.

Was there something wrong here? Evan was certainly not THAT strong.

In any case, he was vulnerable to evil gods, but what would it be in the future?!!

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