Description du produit Nicholas Flamel appeared in J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter—but did you know he really lived? And his secrets aren't safe! Discover the truth in book four of the New York Times bestselling series the Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel. The Belief: Sophie and Josh are the twins of prophecy. The Reality: Nicholas Flamel has been wrong before.Sophie and Josh Newman are finally home, but they're both more confused than ever about their futures. Neither of them has mastered the elemental magics they'll need to protect themselves from the Dark Elders, they've lost Scatty, Macchiavelli is coming to unleash on their city the menagerie of monsters imprisoned in Alcatraz, and they're still being pursued by Dr. John Dee. And most disturbing of all is that now they must ask themselves, can they trust Nicholas Flamel? Worse, can they trust anyone? “The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel has everything you loved about Harry Potter, including magic, mystery, and a constant battle of good versus evil.”— Bustle Read the whole series! The Alchemyst The Magician The Sorceress The Necromancer The Warlock The Enchantress Extrait CHAPTER ONE “Never thought we’d ever see this place again.” Sophie Newman grinned and looked at her brother. “Never thought I’d be so happy to see it,” Josh said. “It looks . . . I don’t know. Different.” “It looks the same,” his twin answered. “We’re the ones who’ve changed.” Sophie and Josh were walking down Scott Street in Pacific Heights, heading for their aunt Agnes’s house on the corner of Sacramento Street. They had last seen the house six days earlier—Thursday, May 31—when they had left for work, Sophie at the coffee shop, Josh in the bookstore. It had started as just another ordinary day, but it had turned out to be the last ordinary day they would ever experience. That day their world had changed forever; they too had changed, both physically and mentally. “What do we tell her?” Josh asked nervously. Aunt Agnes was eighty-four, and although they called her aunt, she was not actually related to them by blood. Sophie thought she might have been their grandmother’s sister . . . or cousin, or maybe just a friend, but she had never been quite sure. Aunt Agnes was a sweet but grumpy old lady who fussed and worried if they were even five minutes late. She drove both Sophie and Josh crazy and reported back to their parents about every single thing they did. “We keep it simple,” Sophie said. “We stick to the story we told Mom and Dad—first the bookshop closed because Perenelle wasn’t feeling well, and then the Flamels . . .” “The Flemings,” Josh corrected her. “The Flemings invited us to stay with them in their house in the desert.” “And why did the bookshop close?” “Gas leak.” Josh nodded. “Gas leak. And where’s the house in the desert?” “Joshua Tree.” “OK, I got it.” “Are you sure? You’re a terrible liar.” Josh shrugged. “I’ll try. You know we’re going to get grilled.” “I know. And that’s even before we have to talk to Mom and Dad.” Josh nodded. He glanced over at Sophie. He’d been mulling something over for the past few days, and figured this would be the perfect time to bring it up. “I’ve been thinking,” he said slowly. “Maybe we should just tell them the truth.” “The truth?” Sophie’s expression remained unchanged and the twins continued walking, crossing Jackson Street. They could see their aunt’s white wooden Victorian house three blocks away. “What do you think?” Josh asked, when his sister said nothing more. Finally Sophie nodded. “Sure, we could.” She brushed a few strands of blond hair out of her eyes and looked at her brother. “But just let me get this straight first. We’re going to tell Mom and Dad that their entire life’s work has been for nothing. That everything they have ever studied—history, archaeology and paleontology—is wrong.” Her eyes sparkled. “I think it’s a great idea. But I’ll let you go ahead and do it, and I’ll watch.” Josh shrugged uncomfortably. “OK, OK, so we don
