"Fred and the others should have gone back." Albert got up from the sofa, looked at the gray sky outside the window, and held back a yawn. He still remembered that he had a long conversation with Dagworth about the topic of potions here, and when his brain felt tired, he was arranged by the house elf to rest on the sofa.
Mr. Dagworth is such a nice guy!
Albert had a good impression of the potion master. Being able to treat a child as an equal is something that not everyone can do, not to mention that Dagworth himself is a famous potion master.
Perhaps, this is what is meant by academics knowing no national boundaries, no personality, and no age!
Of course, Albert had no idea that the reason why Dagworth was like this to him was actually because Albert had once made Dagworth compromise and speechless, and because of his outstanding talent in potions, Dagworth subconsciously ignored Albert's age and treated him as a junior in the same industry.
Dagworth is also a genius. People like him who are already at the top of the industry have everything they need. After discovering that Albert is very talented, he is actually willing to give him a hand, because Dagworth also knows very well that the development, improvement, invention and innovation of potions are not something he can accomplish alone.
"By the way, the Bafey brain stimulant is really good stuff!" Albert put on his cloak again and his eyes fell on the long box beside the table, which contained a dried mandrake root. He bought it from Dagworth and spent twenty Galleons on it.
"In this way, there will be no other problems with the materials. However, the ancient magic runes..." Albert opened his skill panel and spent a few minutes finding the magic runes skill among the many skills. He was still more than 1,800 experience points away from level three. Originally, Albert planned to slowly accumulate experience and rely on his own abilities to break through to level three.
However, it seems that I can’t wait any longer now!
Just then, footsteps were heard in the corridor.
"Mr. Anderson, are you awake?" The slightly elite voice of the house-elf 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."
"It's my pleasure!" The house elf bowed slightly to Albert and stretched out his hand, saying, "Are you ready?"
"Oh, okay." Albert picked up the box, reached out and grabbed the house-elf's hand, letting it take him back to Hogwarts.
The Apparition of house-elves is not much different from that of wizards, and the principles seem to be the same, but it is precisely because of the magic system of house-elves that they can ignore the magic of wizards that prohibits Apparition.
They appeared in a remote corner of Hogwarts, and no one would notice that someone suddenly appeared here.
The gray sky was still filled with goose-feather snowflakes. It was very cold outside. Albert immediately tightened his cloak and turned his head to look at the shivering house-elf. "Go back. Don't freeze to death."
"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.
Not long after, he found Fred and others in the auditorium. The three were discussing tomorrow's club gathering. After all, as the four giants of the Wizard Card Club, the three would help Albert share the pressure as much as possible.
"I have good news for you." Fred waved at Albert who was walking over here, and when Albert came to the side, he immediately said, "We have gathered 32 contestants."
"That's really good news!" Albert, who was sitting next to George, did not take the list that Lee Jordan handed over. Instead, he asked curiously, "Why are there so many people participating in the competition all of a sudden?"
"I don't know who said you were a rich sucker, thinking that the champion prize of the competition would definitely not be short of Galleons, so..." Fred spread his hands towards Albert and said, "You know."
"A rich sucker?" Albert was stunned and repeated in a murmur. He thought that the guy who would say such a thing was probably the guy who got Galleons from him. Then, it was easy to guess who it was. It was 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 sucker!"
"I think this suits you very well." George grinned. "At least, I have never wasted Galleons like you in my life. By the way, what's in the box in your hand?"
"Mandela root." Albert explained casually.
"Where did you get it?" Fred opened the box and took a look at what was inside. It was indeed a dried mandrake root. This one was not common. The raw materials of mandrake roots in pharmacies were all processed.
"I bought it from Dagworth." Albert blinked and said, "It cost me twenty Galleons. I plan to use it to make a brand new protective bracelet version 2.1."
"I think they are right. You are just a rich sucker." Fred and the others couldn't help but cover their faces. They spent twenty Galleons to buy this thing just to make a protective bracelet. They didn't know what to say.
This is not the way to spend 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 knows the many uses of the mandrake root. He has many ways to reuse the mandrake root, so there is no waste at all.
"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, are there going to be rewards for the second and third place winners?" Li Qiaodan changed the subject and asked back.
"And there's a consolation prize," Fred added.
"The first place winner can choose a prize between ten Galleons and a deck of wizard cards. The second place winner will receive a barrel of butterbeer, and the third place winner will receive a brand new quill. There is no consolation prize."
Fred and the other two looked at each other in bewilderment. They had originally thought that Albert would use Galleons instead, but they hadn't expected that...
"Is there any problem?" Albert noticed the surprise on Fred and others' 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 get card packs through other means. 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, which means that there are only one thousand regular Dumbledore cards. There will also be regular digital numbers under the cards in the future, like Galleons to prevent counterfeiting. As for the follow-up plan, I need to keep it secret from you for the time being."