"Fred and the others should have gone back." Albert got up from the sofa, looked out the window at the gray sky, and covered a yawn. He still remembered that he was talking about potions with Dagworth here.
When his mind felt 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 quite good senses. Being able to treat a child with an equal attitude is really not something that ordinary people can do, not to mention that Dagworth himself is a famous potion master.
Grandmaster.
Perhaps, this is the so-called academic world that knows no boundaries, no personality, no age!
Of course, Albert didn't realize that Dagworth would value him so much. The more reason was that Albert had directly asked Dagworth to compromise and had nothing to say, plus he was excellent at potions.
His talent caused Dagworth to subconsciously ignore Albert's age and treat him directly as a junior in the same industry.
Dagworth is also a genius. People like him who are already at the top of the industry lack nothing. After discovering that Albert is very talented, he is actually very willing to give him a hand, because Dagworth is also very talented.
Clearly, the development, improvement, invention and innovation of potions cannot be accomplished by him alone.
"Speaking of which, Bafei Brain Refresher is really good!" Albert put on his cloak again and his eyes fell on the long box beside the table, which contained a dried mandrake root. This was what he was looking for.
Dagworth purchased it for a full twenty galleons.
"In this way, there will be no other problems with the materials. However, the ancient magic text..." Albert opened his skill panel, and among the many skills, it took him a few minutes to find the magic text skill, which was still far from the third level.
With more than 1,800 experiences, Albert originally planned to slowly accumulate experience and rely on his own abilities to break through to level three.
However, now it seems I can’t wait any longer!
At this moment, footsteps came from the corridor.
"Mr. Anderson, are you awake?" The house elf's somewhat sharp voice came from not far away.
"I'm already up." Albert looked at the slightly nervous house elf and smiled: "Please take me back to Hogwarts Castle."
"This is my honor!" The house elf bowed slightly towards Albert, stretched out his hand and said, "Are you ready?"
"Oh, okay." Albert picked up the box, reached out and grabbed the house elf's hand, and let it take him back to Hogwarts.
The apparition of house elves is not much different from that of wizards. The principle feels the same, but it is because the magic system of house elves allows them to ignore the wizard's magic prohibiting apparition.
They appeared in a remote corner of Hogwarts, and no one would notice that a person suddenly jumped out of here.
The gray sky was still filled with goose-feather snowflakes, and it was very cold outside. Albert immediately tightened his cloak tightly and looked sideways at the shivering house elf, "Go back, don't get frozen."
"Goodbye, Mr. Anderson." The house elf disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Albert looked at where the house elf had left and turned back to the castle.
Soon after, he found Fred and others in the auditorium. The three of them were discussing tomorrow's club gathering. After all, as the four giants of the Wizarding Card Club, the three of them would try their best to help Albert share the pressure.
"I have some good news for you." Fred waved to Albert who was walking over, and after he walked to the side, he immediately said: "We have gathered thirty-two contestants."
"This is really good news!" Albert sat next to George. He did not pick up the list handed over by Lee Jordan, but asked curiously: "How come so many people suddenly participated in the competition?
"
"I don't know who said that you are a rich fool and think that the winner's prize of the competition will definitely not lack Galleons, so..." Fred spread his hands towards Albert and said, "You know."
"A rich bastard?" Albert couldn't help but froze and repeated in a murmur. He felt that the guy who would say such a thing would probably be the guy who once got Galleons from him. So, who is it?
It's easy to guess, it's probably one of the McDougal sisters.
Albert sighed softly and couldn't help but sigh: "It turns out that in everyone's eyes, I am a rich man who has been taken advantage of!"
"I think this is quite suitable for you." George grinned, "At least, as I have grown up, I have not wasted Galleons like you. By the way, what is in the box in your hand?"
"Mandrake roots." Albert explained casually.
"Where did you get it?" Fred opened the box and took a look at the contents. It was really a dried mandrake root. By the way, such a plant is not common. The mandrake root in the drug store is
The raw materials are all processed.
"I bought it from Dagworth." Albert blinked and said, "It cost twenty galleons. I plan to use it to make a new version of the protective bracelet 2.1."
"I think what they said is right, you are just a rich man who took advantage of you." Fred and the others couldn't help but cover their faces. They spent twenty Galleons on this thing, intending to use it to make protective bracelets.
, they simply didn’t know what to say.
This is not how you spend your money!
"Don't worry, I never do business at a loss." Albert comforted casually. Even the scraps from making magic items can be used to make other things. After all, the mandrake root itself is a medicinal material, and Albert
Knowing the many uses of mandrake root, he has many ways to reuse mandrake root without any waste.
"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, are there any rewards for second and third place?" Li Qiaodan changed the subject and asked.
"And a consolation prize," Fred added.
"The first place can choose a prize between ten galleons and a deck of wizard cards, the second place prize is a barrel of butterbeer, and the third place gets a brand new quill. There is no consolation prize."
The three Freds couldn't help but look at each other. They originally thought that Albert would use Galleons instead, but they didn't expect...
"Is there any problem?" Albert noticed the surprise on Fred's faces and asked.
"nothing?"
"But what do you mean by wizard cards?"
"We will sell cards in the future!" Albert explained: "We will sell an initial set of cards in the future, and then let players obtain card packs through other methods. 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 one thousand. That is, there are only one thousand regular Dumbledore cards. There will also be regular cards below.
Digital markings, like galleons, can prevent counterfeiting. As for the follow-up plan, I need to keep it secret from you for the time being."