The difficulty in making potential potion is actually the phantom grass.
This magical plant, which was once used as currency by wizards, was already a very rare magical plant in Zygmunt Budge's time.
After Zygmunt Budge discovered the potency of the miraculous plant, he pushed this precious magical plant to the brink of extinction.
Four centuries later, wizards can only see phantom grass in the magical gardens of Europe.
In fact, wizards have also studied how to grow phantom scent grass. After all, where there is money there is a market, and where there is a market there are people who will try it, just like raising runeskins for selling snake eggs.
However, even the herbalists in the magical garden have not mastered the method of growing phantom grass, which is a very delicate magical plant.
American herbalists once spent a large sum of money to "purchase" several phantom grass seedlings from the Magic Garden. They spent a lot of manpower and material resources to finally keep them alive, but the planting failed because the leaves of the phantom grass did not shine like copper.
What they grew was not the phantom grass, but some strange plant.
Later, the alchemist studied those strange plants and eventually obtained some extracts from the liquids of those plants, and through the hands of the alchemist, he made potential potions.
Nicholas told Albert about the history of American Potency Potions, in which he was also one of the participants.
The funniest thing is that the law of the United States Magical Congress prohibits the production of potential potions, but the senior officials of the Magic Congress at the time knew about it and supported this experiment, which was said to have cost more than ten thousand.
That was thirty years ago.
At that time, Grindelwald had made a mess of Europe, otherwise he might not have been able to get the seedlings of phantom scented grass.
"Potential potions are banned by the magic world?" Albert guessed the reason.
"Yes, it is forbidden, and it is a serious crime. According to the laws of your British wizarding world, the punishment is Azkaban prison." Nicholas had a strange expression. "After all, if it is not forbidden, the magic garden's phantom grass will probably be stolen in a few days."
"I understand, so you gave it a new name."
"Well, it's now called Magic Enhancer." Nicholas said with a smile, "Of course, no one dares to sell it openly."
"After taking this medicine, your body will experience temporary discomfort, such as fever, weakness, dilated blood vessels, and accelerated heartbeat. You need to have a certain endurance to endure the pain." He kindly reminded, "Of course, you just need to endure it."
Albert directly opened the wax seal and poured the potential potion into his mouth.
I didn't feel anything at first, but once the medicine entered my throat, it felt like I had drunk some terrible poison.
There seemed to be a fire burning in his throat. Albert pinched his neck with his hands and started to cough violently.
Sera raised an eyebrow and looked at Nicholas.
"This is a side effect of drinking the potential potion." Nicholas said calmly: "At the beginning, Catherine was also like this."
Soon, Albert's temperature began to rise, and Nicholas placed a bag of ice on his forehead to cool his head.
The heartbeat quickened noticeably, the blood was coursing through the veins, and the whole person seemed to be in a blazing flame, with an illusion of ascending directly to heaven.
This terrible feeling lasted for about ten minutes before it gradually subsided and finally returned to normal, but Albert's body and clothes were completely soaked with sweat.
"The reaction after taking the potential potion was a bit intense." Albert took a deep breath and said, "I almost thought I was going to die."
"The effect should be very good!" Nicholas asked.
"Effect?" Albert felt the changes after drinking the potion, fiddled with the air for a few times, and a ball of light floated above his palm. "The magic power has indeed become stronger."
Wandless and silent spell!
Nicholas' eyes narrowed involuntarily. Although the Glowing Charm was just a simple spell, many famous wizards could not perform it to the level of Albert.
“It seems to be working very well.”
"No, I can only say that the effect is okay. My own magical power is stronger than most wizards." Albert extinguished the light ball in his hand, "We'll talk about it later. I'm going to take a shower first. I'm not feeling well."
"I've asked Jack to prepare it for you," said Nicholas.
The bathroom here was large, and had been expanded by the Traceless Extension Charm, much like the prefect's bathroom at Hogwarts. The water temperature was just right, and Albert lazily leaned on the edge of the bathtub, opened the skill panel, and checked the effect of taking the potential potion.
In fact, after taking the potential potion, he did feel that his magical power had become significantly stronger when he used magic.
The wizard bloodline has reached level five, which is really a pleasant surprise, but level five skills does not seem to be the peak.
If he hadn't used skill points, he really wouldn't have dared to think about how much experience would be consumed by an ordinary level 5 skill. It was simply a bottomless pit.
Although the magical power has indeed become stronger, the personal strength has not increased much. He still needs to master more magic and receive professional training.
When I came out of the bathroom, Sera was chatting with Nicholas in the hall. Catherine also came and looked Albert up and down curiously, as if she wanted to see something from him.
"Are you good at Potions too?" she asked suddenly.
"good."
"I have prepared the materials for the Bafe Brain Awakening Agent for you." Catherine still didn't quite believe that Albert could make the Bafe Brain Awakening Agent. In a sense, the difficulty of making this thing was even higher than the Felixir.
"I have Mr. Hertok Dagworth's improved formula here." Albert noticed the confusion in the eyes of several people, but did not hide it. "I gave him some suggestions last time."
"You're giving advice to a Potions Master?"
Kathryn couldn't believe her ears.
"Why, is there a problem?"
"no problem."
"This potion is actually still under improvement, and the materials are slightly different." Albert picked up the quill and wrote down the necessary materials on a piece of parchment.
Kathryn picked up the parchment, glanced at it and said, "Wait a moment, I'll go prepare it for you."
After saying that, she turned and left.
"You want to follow Nico's path?" Nicholas also realized something and frowned to remind him, "Nico's success is because he has the Philosopher's Stone and enough time, so he can master it and even achieve extraordinary achievements in many fields."
"Many people have said this to me." Albert took a sip of the black tea and said calmly, "Actually, I never thought of becoming the next Nico."
Nicholas looked at Sera, hoping that she could persuade Albert.
"In fact, Albert has only been in the magic world for a few years, and he is the most talented wizard in hundreds of years." Sera explained, "So, I believe he has such talent and ability."
"A few years? Impossible. Are you saying he is a No-Maj wizard?" Nicholas was a little stunned. He couldn't understand why Wildsmith's heir would become a No-Maj wizard
"I don't really understand this, but Albert is indeed Wildsmith's heir. The fact that he is here and has signed a contract with your granddaughter is the best proof." Sera didn't know, but later he simply stopped thinking about it. To him, it didn't matter whether Albert was a Muggle wizard or not.
"Wizards marry No-Majs?" Nicholas had already figured it out in his mind.
It is indeed impossible in the American wizarding world, but Albert was born in Britain. In the British wizarding world, wizards are allowed to marry No-Maj, so it is not surprising that he grew up in the No-Maj world.