Roger didn't offer much of an introduction for Nicolas Flamel.
It was enough to let Ollivander know that the child before him was Nicolas Flamel.
Given Nicolas Flamel's reputation, anyone with any sense would recognize him.
Ollivander, who was practically a professional in the field, might even know Nicolas Flamel better than Roger did.
At the very least, Ollivander was quite pleased when he learned that Nicolas Flamel would also be participating in this plan.
Did he not want to share the honor of creating a completely new, powerful wand for the entire wizarding community? Ollivander was only human, and he'd certainly had similar thoughts.
But Ollivander quickly gave up on that idea.
He found that his own energy simply couldn't keep up with Roger's experimental pace! Damn it, didn't this guy need to sleep?!
Ollivander thought it was great to have someone to share the burden with.
But less than a day later, Ollivander realized something was wrong.
"You don't need to sleep either?" After various complex experiments, the physically and mentally exhausted Ollivander looked at Nicolas Flamel beside him.
"I do, but as an alchemist, I naturally have ways to maintain peak energy when necessary."
Anyone who works creatively knows how rare 'inspiration' and 'flow state' are. It's like the enlightenment spoken of in the East; sometimes, if you miss it, you don't know when you'll encounter it again.
So, Nicolas Flamel naturally had some extraordinary methods to ensure he didn't miss those rare states, extending them as much as possible until they were completely depleted.
Of course, this also caused some damage to his body.
Nicolas Flamel hadn't really used these methods much in the past two to three hundred years; his aged body couldn't withstand the strain.
But things were different now.
With Roger around, and Dumbledore's Nirvana Fire.
As long as it wasn't instant annihilation... no, even if it were, as long as his soul wasn't instantly scattered, these two could bring him back! Nicolas Flamel now had a safety net, so his heart wasn't in a panic. He could freely use all sorts of radical methods he wouldn't have dared to before.
Forbidden potions, taboo alchemical items, magic that severely harmed the body.
Use them, use them all! Nicolas Flamel hadn't felt his mind working so smoothly and quickly in centuries.
Even in his youngest, most peak period, he was nowhere near his current self! "This..."
Ollivander said no more.
But Roger understood the emotions conveyed in his eyes.
Holy crap, he's cheating!
But Ollivander could only envy him.
For one thing, he was currently in Diagon Alley, not Hogwarts.
He was only communicating with them via a virtual reality projection to discuss improvements for the new wand.
For another, even if he were here, his relationship with Dumbledore wasn't close enough for Dumbledore to spend time every day using magic to condition his body and restore his state.
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"This won't do, Roger, you can't keep going like this!"
Nicolas Flamel felt his current state was quite good.
In the wizarding world, there weren't any systematic methods for cultivating the mind. Everyone naturally used the changes in the world and their relationships to temper their mental state.
Therefore, very few people possessed a "non-human" mindset akin to "transcending all emotions." Everyone was human, with their own joys, sorrows, and emotions.
Nicolas Flamel was the same; his Elixir of Life could only grant him eternal life, not eternal youth.
Decades ago, the over six-hundred-year-old man had become so frail that he struggled to even pick up a book.
This prolonged period of low-quality living had been a significant mental torment for Nicolas Flamel.
In his original fate, his choice to stop producing the Elixir of Life might have been partly due to this reason.
And since regaining his youth, Nicolas Flamel's mindset seemed to have become young again, like a "bottoming out and bouncing back."
He had great enthusiasm for everything, so even though Roger dragged him along, making him work over 300 hours a day in accelerated thought, he didn't feel tired.
But...
Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.
Dumbledore looked at Roger very seriously: "Roger, everyone's tolerance is different."
"Prolonged exposure to high-intensity mental acceleration has a significant impact on people. Just because you can handle it doesn't mean others can!"
Last academic year, Roger recruited a group of outstanding graduates from Hogwarts' seventh year to join his Subspace Magic Responsibility Co., Ltd., to expand the content of his virtual reality world.
Roger offered extremely generous recruitment conditions, but the working environment was also harsh.
In a sense, the working environment was somewhat akin to a startup company.
Now, several months later, one-third of the initial applicants had already dropped out during the training phase... even though those employees' daily mental acceleration rates were less than one-third of Roger's normal rate, many still couldn't bear it.
"I don't object to what you're doing now, but please consider Nicolas Flamel's current psychological state. I don't think this is a good thing."
After a long period of interaction with Roger, Dumbledore realized that although Roger was a Seer, he sometimes genuinely didn't observe the future much.
Except for extremely significant events and life-or-death matters, he would only look at the 'reference answers.'
Dumbledore had also asked Roger about this. Roger's answer at the time was, 'Destiny is at my feet. Prophecies only narrow my possibilities. As long as the general direction is correct, it's enough. There's no need to look at everything.'
"I understand what you mean, but I don't see any problem with it," Roger said, looking at Dumbledore, who had invited him for a private talk.
Dumbledore sighed and shook his head. "If we use your theory of Eternal Life, the lifespan of the human mind has its limits."
"Even if your thought acceleration doesn't damage organs like the brain and soul, after experiencing such a long subjective time, it's impossible for there to be no impact on them."
They haven't walked the Path of Immortality. For those with fragile minds, if they endure thought acceleration for too long, their minds could fall into extinction.
Dumbledore believed Roger was acutely aware of this. The fact that Roger's company employees underwent regular psychological state monitoring was proof of this.
Yet, he hadn't conducted psychological state monitoring for Nicolas Flamel.
"You must understand, not too long ago he wanted to embrace death. Now that he has just decided on a new life, you're exposing him to such stimulating things. Aren't you afraid of going too far, of the extreme leading to its opposite?"
Nicolas Flamel was Dumbledore's senior, and they were also close friends despite the age difference.
When Dumbledore was young, Nicolas Flamel had provided him with considerable help.
Therefore, Dumbledore could not ignore certain negative signs.
"I think you're worrying a bit too much, Headmaster Dumbledore," Roger said. He believed this powerful Wizard, who was already very old in spirit, didn't understand the key to the Path to Immortality.
"To prevent the mind from falling into extinction is very simple, and extremely difficult."
"It's simple because there's a method, explainable in one sentence, to avoid the worst outcome."
"'Maintain anticipation.'"
"It is precisely because people have lost their sense of anticipation for everything in this world that they seek to end their lives."
"The things they cared about are no longer present, the things they wanted to obtain have already been obtained, or like the elderly, their cognitive senses and various other bodily functions have degenerated to the point where even living is a torment."
"Only then will the human mind develop in the direction of extinction."
Roger paused and continued, "The difficulty lies in the fact that it's hard to maintain this sense of anticipation."
"Humans are creatures that tend to perceive through emotions. When they become emotionally fatigued, they naturally lose their sense of anticipation."
"But now..."
Roger raised his hand, and various illusions appeared around them.
Virtual Reality, Second Magic, Three-Dimensional Law, Dream Shadow of Thought, the starry sky, Muggles and Wizards, the flow of time, the ascension of life...
"I don't think Nicolas Flamel will get bored for at least a few hundred years."
A few hundred years later?
If, during these few hundred years, Nicolas Flamel had not had even the slightest thought of walking the Path to Immortality for the mind, then it would mean he had no intention of achieving true Eternal Life. He just wanted to live a little longer and enjoy the beauty of time.
He didn't object to taking a 'rest' when he was tired.
Since the person concerned had no such intention, there was no need for others to force him to stay.
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