An owl flew across the sky, heading towards the small manor on the edge of the remote village of Senas. It circled over the manor, and finally flew directly into the house through an open window.
The sudden arrival of the owl startled the house elf who was busy in the kitchen. It quickly protected the freshly baked dinner and shouted to the uninvited owl: "Don't fly around. Give me the letter and I will do it."
Give the letter to the master."
The owl obviously had no intention of delivering the letter to the house elf, so it flapped its wings and hovered over the kitchen, causing the house elf to scream in fright: "Don't do this, you will ruin the master's dinner and make a mess in Marla's kitchen."
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The house elf tried to reach out and catch the owl that broke into the kitchen and flew around, but soon realized that his efforts were in vain, so he had to open the kitchen door and scream, "I will take you to see the master, stop flying around."
The owl passed through the door lightly, flew along the corridor towards the restaurant, and threw the envelope to the middle-aged man who was reading the Daily Prophet.
"Sorry Master, I couldn't stop it." Mara said uneasily.
"It's okay, is dinner ready?" Hertok asked while flipping through the newspaper.
"It's ready. I'll bring the food right away." Mara opened the window of the dining room, threw out the owl that caused trouble, and then hurried back to the kitchen to bring the freshly prepared food.
"Who sent the letter?"
Hutok put down the Daily Prophet, picked up the envelope in front of him, and found that it was from Albert, whom he had met not long ago. He opened the envelope and quickly read the contents on the letter paper.
After reading half of the content of the letter, Hertok frowned because he saw that Albert mentioned the idea of a potion that could prolong life in the letter, and also attached some of his thoughts and research to the letter.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of the Potion Master's mouth. He did not mean to laugh at Albert, but felt that Albert had reached that age.
Anyone who dares to challenge death is a genius in the field of potions.
Only a potion genius with a lofty ambition would have such arrogant thoughts and use potions to defeat death.
Once upon a time, creating the elixir of immortality was the long-cherished wish of countless potion masters!
Unfortunately, the wizard who successfully created the elixir of life was an alchemist.
This is somewhat ironic to say.
Moreover, the creation of the elixir of life does not actually have much to do with magic potions. It relies more on the magic stone.
At the beginning, the young Hertok was also immersed in the research of the elixir of life, trying to brew the so-called elixir of life. After failing again and again, he also secretly collected the elixir of life brewed by Mr. Nicolas Flamel.
He used medicinal materials and tried to reversely deduce the formula of the medicine, but all ended in failure.
Seeing a similar "recipe" in Albert's letter, Hertok even suspected that it was the formula for the elixir that Albert obtained from Nicolas Flamel and was modified by him.
no way.
Hutok took a closer look and found that the ingredients for the potion formula mentioned in the letter were very similar to the stuff he had studied before.
He did not think that such a formula could be successful, because Mr. Nico once told him personally that without the magic stone, following the formula of the elixir of life, what would be brewed would only be a pot of poisonous potion.
From then on, Hutok had no interest in tinkering with the so-called elixir of life.
"Mara, bring me the letter paper and quill, I want to write a letter." Hertok did not mean to preach. He just told Albert some of his experiences back then, and said that if the other party wanted the original research
record, you can also borrow him
"By the way, has the letter from the Extraordinary Apothecaries Association arrived?" Halfway through writing the letter, Huttok suddenly thought of something and raised his head to ask the house elf.
"There is no master yet." Mara said sharply: "Mara has always followed the master's request and paid special attention to the letters from the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association."
Hutok murmured: "It seems that old guy Bernard doesn't want me to become a judge."
The magic school potions championship held every five years is about to begin.
Most gold card holders of the Extraordinary Apothecary Association are eligible to become members of the judging panel for various potion competitions. The notification letter has not been sent yet, which means that he has not been invited to become a member of the judging panel.
It’s different from what I said originally.
Hutok could guess who was up to no good with his knees.
It's Bernard's trick again.
However, Bernard did not dare to go too far, as the referee qualification would most likely be handed over to Damocles.
"It's time to write a letter to Damocles and ask about the specific situation." Huttok muttered, "By the way, I also need to write a letter to Dumbledore to confirm the matter."
This summer, Huttok heard some rumors. Although he was not too sensitive to certain things, he also knew that excellent results and a bunch of titles would make it easier for Albert to become a backup to the Wizengamot.
Albert needs to be the champion of the Magic School Potions Championship and Huttok also wants Albert to be the champion.
If he misses this session, Albert will be like Damocles and will never have the chance to win the Potion Championship.
What's more, he doesn't want the championship title to fall to Bernard's descendants. Everyone knows that Bernard relaxed the age of membership just to pave the way for his grandson.
As for being spurned?
Bernard is not worried either. Politicians are naturally thick-skinned.
What's more, no matter how bad Bernard's grandson is, he still has Bernard to help him. If Bernard gives his own research results to his grandson to publish, who can say anything?
However, this is not the main reason why some pharmacists hate Bernard. After all, no one will have any objection to Bernard's invention and how he wants to do it.
But Bernard's attempt to control the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists and turn it into his political bargaining chip made many pharmacists intolerable.
The Extraordinary Pharmacist Association was originally a relatively loose organization. Everyone gathered together just to better exchange potion knowledge and have a place where they could get the required medicinal materials faster. Bernard’s clique
However, Pai caused a lot of trouble for everyone, and also blocked the supply of medicinal materials for some wizards, setting a very bad precedent.
Pharmacists who had a good relationship with each other also began to sign up to fight for their rights in the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists. Everyone hoped that Bernard would get out of the position of president in the next election, but they still brought the association to a standstill.
What a mess.
Thinking of these bad things, Hutok didn't want Bernard to get his wish even more.
After he finished writing his reply to Albert, he continued to write to Dumbledore. As for Damocles, Huttok planned to take time to visit him another day.