The Alchemist of Harry Potter

"Fred and the others should have gone back." Albert got up from the sofa, looked at the gray sky outside the window, and covered his yawn. He still remembered that he was chatting with Dagworth about the field of potions here, and when his mind was tired, he was arranged by the house-elf to rest on the sofa.

Mr. Dagworth is such a good man!

The potion master left Albert with good senses, and being able to treat a child with an equal attitude is really not something that ordinary people can do, not to mention Dagworth himself is a famous potion. Grandmaster.

Perhaps, this is the so-called academic regardless of national borders, regardless of personality, regardless of age!

Of course, Albert did not realize that Dagworth would be like this. The more reason was that Albert had directly let Dagworth compromise and had nothing to say, and he had excellent skills in potions. The talent caused Dagworth to subconsciously ignore Albert's age and treat him directly as the junior of his peers.

Dagworth is also a genius. People like him who have already stood at the top of the industry have nothing to lose. After discovering that Albert is very talented, he is actually willing to give him a hand, because Dagworth is also very talented. It is clear that the development, improvement, invention and innovation of potions cannot be accomplished by him alone.

"Speaking of which, Buffy's Brain Refresher is really a good thing!" Albert put on his cloak again, and his eyes fell on the long box beside the table, which contained a dried mandrake root. This is what he found. Dagworth bought it for twenty Galleons.

"In this way, there will be no other problems with the materials. However, ancient Rune..." Albert opened his skill panel, and spent a few minutes finding the Rune skill among the many skills, which was still far from the third level. With more than 1,800 experience, Albert originally planned to slowly accumulate experience and rely on his own abilities to break through to Level 3.

However, it seems that I can't wait for it now!

Just then, footsteps were heard in the corridor.

"Mr. Anderson, are you awake?" The house elf's slightly sharp voice came from not far away.

"I'm already up." Albert looked at the nervous house elf and smiled, "Please take me back to Hogwarts Castle."

"It's my honor!" The house elf bowed slightly towards Albert and stretched out his hand: "Are you ready?"

"Oh, all right." Albert picked up the box, reached out to grab the house-elf's hand, and let it take him back to Hogwarts.

Apparitions of house-elves are not much different from wizards, and they feel the same way, but it is because of the magic system of house-elves that they can ignore the magic of wizards forbidding Apparition.

They appeared in some remote corner of Hogwarts, and no one would notice that a person suddenly popped out of here.

The gray sky was still fluttering with goose feather snowflakes, and it was cold outside. Albert immediately tightened his cloak and looked sideways at the shivering house elf, "Go back, don't freeze."

"Goodbye, Mr. Anderson." The house-elf disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Albert looked at where the house-elf had left, turned and returned to the castle.

Soon after, he found Fred and a few others in the auditorium. The three were discussing the club meeting tomorrow. After all, as the Big Four of the Wizards Card Club, the three of them would help Albert share the pressure as much as possible.

"Tell you good news." Fred beckoned to Albert, who was walking here.

When he walked to the side, he immediately said, "We have already gathered 32 contestants."

"It's really good news!" Albert sat next to George, he didn't pick up the list handed over by Lee Jordan, but asked curiously: "How come there are so many people participating in the game all of a sudden? "

"I don't know who said that you are a rich man who thinks that there will be no shortage of Galleons for the championship prize, so..." Fred spread his hands towards Albert, "You understand."

"The rich take advantage of?" Albert couldn't help but stunned and repeated murmured. He thinks that the guy who can say something like this is probably the guy who got Kanon from him. Then, it is easy to guess who it is, Bacheng is one of the McDougall sisters.

Albert sighed softly, and couldn't help but sigh: "So, in everyone's eyes, I'm a rich man!"

"I think it suits you." George grinned. "At least I didn't spoil Galleon like you did when I grew up. Then, what's in the box you're holding?"

"Mandela grass roots." Albert explained casually.

"Where did you get it." Fred opened the box and glanced at the contents. It was really a dried mandrake root. In other words, such a plant is not common. The raw materials of Mandrake grass roots in pharmacies are processed.

"I bought it from Dagworth." Albert blinked and said, "It took twenty Galleons, and I'm going to use it to make a brand new version 2.1 of the protective bracelet."

"I think they're right, you're a rich man." Fred and the others couldn't help covering their faces, and spent twenty Galleons to buy this thing, just to make a protective bracelet , so they don't know what to say.

That's not how money is spent!

"Don't worry, I never do business at a loss." Albert comforted casually. Even leftovers from making magic items can be used to make other things. After all, Mandela root itself is a kind of medicinal material, and Albert knows how to use Mandela root in many ways. He has many ways to reuse it, and there is no waste at all.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, should there be a reward for the second and third place?" Li Jordan changed the subject and asked rhetorically.

"And a consolation prize," Fred added.

"The first place can choose a prize on ten Galleons and a deck of wizard cards, as for the second place prize a barrel of butterbeer, and the third place a brand new quill, no consolation prize."

The three of Fred couldn't help looking at each other. They originally thought that Albert would use Garen instead, but they didn't expect...

"Is there a problem?" Albert asked, noticing the surprise on Fred's faces.

"nothing?"

"However, what do you mean by sorcerer cards?"

"The cards we will sell in the future!" Albert explained: "We will sell a set of initial cards in the future, and then let players get card packs in other ways. The cards in the card packs are different, and, The number of cards is limited. For example, the precious Dumbledore card is a rare card, and the total number is limited to 1,000, that is, all Dumbledore regular cards are only 1,000, and there are also regular cards below the cards. Digital labels, like Galleon, can prevent counterfeiting. As for the follow-up plan, I need to keep it a secret from you for the time being.”