A.N. — On a momentous day in European history (WWI ended), it's time to cover someone from the continent. It also helps that he, too, is quite historic. The basilisk's older than him, but that might be it.
315. Nicolas Flamel
People thought Nicolas Flamel's life was tied to a single red stone. In reality, his wife was his anchor. The Elixir kept him alive; Perenelle kept him sane.
Nicolas had been around since before Joan of Arc, the patron saint of his own country. Those years took a toll, even if the physical aspects of aging had been negated. But Perenelle was always there, a steadying presence beside him, a sympathetic ear when he got too far into his research. He'd made a name for himself over the centuries, yet his better half rarely got the credit she richly deserved.