Chapter 369: The Youngest Attendee

The moment the slate was in his hand, it felt ice-cold, and in less than two seconds, Sean felt his vision distort.

He guessed instantly that this must be Apparition.

"Please, take your seat."

A familiar voice came through, and amidst a slight dizziness, Sean gradually saw the place clearly.

It was vast and magnificent, surrounded by deep, star-river-like stone walls.

At the very front was a broken mirror split into twenty-four facets, the largest of which was nearly five meters high.

A house-elf bowed long and low at Sean's feet. Sean looked where it pointed, and there were twenty-four chairs. Each chair seemed to occupy its own independent space; Sean noticed the chairs seemed much smaller than normal, and he had a faint conjecture.

When he walked in, his conjecture was verified.

An Undetectable Extension Charm had been cast here.

So it was far more than just the space the chair occupied; it was a cozy little room almost as large as an alchemy office. Various exquisite delicacies were laid out on the central dining table; the fireplace fire was burning fiercely, yet it was neither scorching nor stuffy; there was even an alchemy workbench right by the seat, with over a dozen styles of carving knives.

Hmm... there was even a bed here.

Was this in case one wanted to sleep halfway through the exchange?

Wizards were still too casual.

"Please, rest only after the assembly begins."

Seeing Sean staring at the bed, the house-elf beside him said in an extremely faint, ingratiating tone.

Did wizards really do that...

Sean felt his understanding of wizards was still too little.

However, after the assembly begins?

Seeming to perceive Sean's confusion,

"When the assembly begins, the multi-faceted mirror will arrange the order and project your status; the lord before the seventh seat 'Miracle' is resting, the one before that is dining, and the one before that and another lord are... it has begun—"

After the house-elf gave a low cry, it trembled and stopped speaking.

Behind it.

The huge mirror surface rippled, and before long, many figures appeared on it.

Sean saw Headmaster Dumbledore with his long white beard, the expressionless Professor Maige, the cold-faced Professor Taila, and a strong witch who was about as tall as Haige, looking both elegant and powerful...

On the largest mirror at the very top, an old wizard appeared, senile but with eyes full of spirit.

Sean looked at the mirror, slightly stunned. Projecting images on the mirror surface to communicate... this looked like an advanced version of a two-way mirror.

It was probably a two-way mirror that could connect to many wizards... no wonder the name was Multi-Faceted Mirror.

"Master Nicolas Flamel—"

A voice rang out. Sean did not know who was presiding, only seeing Master Flamel nod. The venue erupted in thunderous applause; Sean was caught off guard and hurriedly followed suit.

Suddenly, Sean realized this was a very interesting phenomenon. If Master Flamel was like them, facing the mirror, then his perspective was nodding to everyone in the mirror; at the same time, because he himself was also in the mirror, everyone's field of vision could also see him nodding to everyone.

"Discoverer of the twelve uses of dragon blood, winner of the Gold Award, partner of Master Nicolas Flamel—Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."

Headmaster Dumbledore smiled kindly and clapped.

Sean heard the applause at the scene become even more enthusiastic.

"The youngest attendee in the history of the International Alchemy Assembly, admitted under the guarantee of Flora Olivia Taila, Albus Dumbledore, and Olympe Maxime—Sean Green—"

The host's voice was slightly strange.

An extremely youthful face appeared in the very center, those calm and deep pale green eyes gazing at everyone; he did not even make a move until he disappeared from the central mirror surface.

The scene was silent, then whispers broke out.

"Taila, long time no see, she has a disciple too? But this arrogance is somewhat too similar to Taila..."

"Is this the root of Taila writing to me for the first time in ten years? Truly disappointing, I was hoping she wouldn't find a disciple until she died..."

"Let's trust Taila for now, but an eleven-year-old young wizard... it's not bad if he can pick up others' wisdom."

Only now did Sean gradually react. For the first time in a long while, he felt a sense of annoyance.

He never expected to be in such a prominent position; he didn't even hear the professor's name...

Think about it, Master Flamel was nodding, Dumbledore was clapping...

The entrance introduction passed quickly. The purpose of this step, according to the house-elf, was to prevent the arrogant alchemists from not even being able to name others during the subsequent exchange.

The wizards walked out of their seats, the house-elf snapped its fingers lightly, and the wizards disappeared from the spot again.

"Let's go, my 'arrogant' disciple."

Professor Taila walked over with a smile. Under the gaze of all the wizards, she took Sean's hand, making no secret of her high regard for her disciple.

"Taila, did you write to me just for this farce? You and I both know that honor is important, but at this Alchemy Assembly, it is the least worth mentioning."

A tall, elderly witch with brown skin sighed as if helpless. Behind her was another witch with the same brown skin.

"It's understandable that you valued honor when you were young, but to fight for a meaningless honor... please pay attention to your legacy... we old things understand you, but we won't live much longer."

Another white-haired male wizard spoke up to console her.

"Truth does not care."

Professor Taila said calmly.

The long-time friends she had written to all wore expressions of "Damn it, this guy hasn't changed at all, I knew it would be like this."

"Enough said."

The white-haired male wizard snapped his fingers and disappeared with his disciple.

"Looking forward to the exchange with you, little one."

The brown-skinned witch seemed to have sensed something, looked at Sean with curiosity, and then disappeared as well.

"Admission, receiving the heritage, showing your future—this is the order of the assembly. My disciple, have you remembered?"

Professor Taila said.

She watched Sean fall into thought, then snapped her fingers as well, and the assembly hall before Sean disappeared.

To be precise, they had Apparated to another place.

It was pitch black all around, and in front was a huge tree engraved on the stone wall. The trunk and the chambers beneath the tree were glowing, and on them was written in Ancient Runes:

"The Four-Layer World shifts, the Fifth Element appears." ===== CHAPTER 370 =====