Chapter 659: The Birth of the First Alchemical Product
The exhibition hall of the alchemy shop is very large, and each area is specially divided into different areas.
The overall color scheme is dark, but the lights from the ceiling are exceptionally bright.
The extremely strong sense of contrast made Hermione unconsciously imagine a wide variety of alchemical products in those transparent glass display cabinets.
Unique design, eye-catching look and feel.
There is a void in the center of the exhibition hall that connects to the warehouse on the next floor.
Cecia stood next to it, "When the guests decide what they want to buy in the display area, the alchemy robot arm in the warehouse will deliver it after completing the packaging."
It smells of magic, but also of Muggle technology.
Hermione had to marvel at Vincent's vision.
Even just a little bit, it would be good for wizards to understand Muggles better.
The warehouse has two floors in total, one for storing alchemy products and the other for raw materials.
The next floor down is a bright and spacious office area.
There are complete tables and chairs, but more of them are workbenches.
Hermione came to Vincent and said, "If you were alone, you wouldn't need such a big place, right?"
Vincent smiled awkwardly, "I never seemed to have said that I wanted to make the alchemist profession a thing of the past, right?"
His rhetorical question made Hermione's lips slightly raise.
Leaving a way out means it's not life or death.
What should be eliminated are those stubborn old guys who are unwilling to change themselves.
But no matter who is right or wrong, the International Alchemy Association will not sit idly by.
Further down from the office area is the rest area for employees.
The decoration here has not been completed yet, just a simple white paint on the walls.
There are many rooms, and the beds and cabinets are complete, but there is no more furniture.
Part of the original bar cellar was also a staff rest area, and the winding and rugged passage has been blocked.
When you walk into the magic elevator full of cyberspace, you can see the ridiculously large factory area at the bottom through the transparent glass inside.
In the past few decades, it has imprisoned countless Muggles and is a breeding ground for evil in the wizarding world.
But a few months later, it has become the birthplace of alchemical products.
The boiler conveyor belt cooling and other devices are all available, all installed by Vincent himself some time ago.
The only missing alchemy robot arm has also been brought, and this place will soon become a complete automated factory.
Even though the Ministry of Magic has been trying to forget this history, as long as the factory exists, the wizards who are using alchemical products will remember it.
Hermione, who was deeply touched, looked into Vincent's bright blue eyes and said, "I didn't expect you to be quite romantic."
Wizards may not remember it forever, but just a short period of time is enough.
Vincent's mouth curved into a nice smile, "Don't think of me too great, I just don't want to see such a tragedy happen again."
Whether it's Muggles persecuting wizards, or wizards harming Muggles.
Hermione opened her eyes slightly, and her gaze became extra determined, "No, it will never happen again."
Cecia and the others retreated quietly.
Lucifer, a Muggle-born, has particularly complex eyes.
The hatred is directed at the witch scum, the admiration is for Vincent, and the confusion comes from the uncertain future.
"The chairman is too handsome," Mayiyami muttered in a low voice.
"Yes." Cecia quickly shook her head, "Be quiet and don't disturb the chairman."
Vincent and Hermione squatted down while chatting.
He opened his suitcase and took out the rigorously tested alchemy robotic arm from inside.
When you point the ebony wand, they float to the reserved mounting holes.
Hermione's task is to fix and adjust each joint to the preset angle.
In less than two hours, a total of 88 alchemy robotic arms have been installed.
The magic driver responsible for engraving the form is very sophisticated and requires Vincent to debug it himself.
They are the core secrets of the factory, each recording 10 different alchemical commodities.
Hermione couldn't do much to help, she just watched him quietly.
Soon, the 15 magic drives were installed.
"There's still one last step left." Vincent looked at the seven new employees.
Lucifer nodded and followed them to the warehouse to carry down different ores and raw materials.
More people means greater efficiency, but tens or hundreds of tons cannot be completed at once.
The factory area was set up with an anti-Apparition spell. They put their things in suitcases that were cast under a traceless stretching spell, and then took the magic elevator back.
When everything was ready, Vincent waved the ebony wand in his hand to activate the entire alchemy factory.
The mechanical arm with the hammer starts up, knocks the ore into small pieces and sends them to the conveyor belt in proportion, and then sends them to the boiler together with Ningshenhua.
The hot molten iron is poured on the mold and then placed into a special cooling pool by another robotic arm.
Six robotic arms with claws retrieve them and place them on a conveyor belt that can be inspected for defects.
The qualified ones are sent to the next station to continue to remove impurities, and the unqualified ones are sent back to the boiler for reheating and pouring.
Calcination, dissolution, separation, integration, fermentation, distillation, every step is like this.
The final product is a silver metal cuboid, which is brought to the last station via a conveyor belt.
The magic driver had split a small gap in the middle, and when it was touched, the liquid metal was reshaped into a pair of protective gloves.
Scissors, tweezers, tape measure, hammer, balance scale, etc., are all the forms that protective gloves can change.
Vincent put them on, tested them briefly and then took them off.
His expression was extremely excited, but his tone was extremely calm: "The first alchemy product was born, and we succeeded."
Hermione almost jumped with excitement.
She stood on tiptoes, opened her arms and hugged Vincent, "You succeeded! I knew you could do it!"
After hundreds of thousands of hours of testing, it is theoretically impossible to fail.
But after all, it was a product that was enough to create an era, and the witnesses present could not suppress their emotions.
The seven new employees also hugged each other.
"The boss is awesome!" they cheered loudly, and the joy on their faces was not fake.
Vincent was not happy for long.
The birth of alchemical products not only means that the magic world is about to open a new chapter, but also means that countless people and things, good or bad, will usher in.
The resistance of the International Alchemy Association, the attitudes of the Ministry of Magic in various countries, and the choices of the alchemists...
After he calmed down, he found himself being held by Hermione.
It seems... a little closer?
Although the reality has only been more than a month in the past, they have actually been in the Forbidden Forest for less than half a year.
After being together for so long, this was the first time I saw her so excited.
When Hermione calmed down, she raised her head and met his eyes.
She stiffly let go of her hand, her little face flushed, "I-I just was-"
It's normal for a 14-year-old girl to be shy.
Vincent rubbed his chest, "I know, but can you be gentler next time? I almost lost my breath just now."
Hermione quickly lowered her little head, not daring to look at him anymore.
At this moment, seven new employees gathered around.
They solemnly promised: "Chairman, we will definitely protect this place!"
After the alchemy shop officially opens, there will definitely be rounds of trials.
It is useless to drive away those people, it will only usher in coveting with a lower bottom line.