Hetok didn't stay here for long. He had other things to do in the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association. It would be plenty of time for him to come and pick them up after he finished his work. It would take at least an hour to brew the joy potion anyway.
In fact, the membership examination also takes one hour.
There is a big hourglass in front of them. When the test begins, Mr. Eugene will turn the huge hourglass upside down.
But Albert really couldn’t understand, is it so difficult to make a mechanical clock
"Are you okay?"
The two of them each found a seat and checked the tools on the table used to process herbs and brew potions, talking in low voices, not feeling nervous at all about the upcoming test.
The Joy Potion is a potion in "Advanced Potion Making", and Albert has just finished the fourth grade. It is obvious that he has not been exposed to "Advanced Potion Making" yet, let alone brewing the potions in it.
Isobel never denied Albert's talent, but if he had never made it and didn't know the recipe, no matter how talented he was, there was nothing he could do.
Albert knew what Isobel meant, and said with a smile: "It's not difficult. I have brewed this kind of potion before."
Albert had of course read Snape's book "Advanced Potion-Making", and he also remembered to learn some useful little tricks from it.
The magic potion called Joy Potion is actually very suitable for use as a joke prop, so Albert once helped Fred and George make some to make the happy candy they imagined.
While the two were chatting, Mr. Eugene had already brought them all the materials needed to make the ecstasy potion. Each person was only given one portion, and failure was not allowed. This could be considered a form of assessment.
After all, this isn't school, and there aren't that many materials for you to practice and waste, not to mention, there isn't enough time for them to make a second attempt.
"Sir, I also need some peppermint." After checking the materials assigned to him, Albert looked up and said to Mr. Eugene.
"Peppermint?"
Mr. Eugene paused as he was about to turn the hourglass upside down and looked at Albert in surprise, but he soon realized something and nodded to indicate that it was okay.
Given Hetok's personality, the younger generation that he values are obviously not simple people.
What kind of person you are, what kind of friends you have.
It's not surprising that the other party was able to make improvements to the potion.
"Just, add peppermint to the ecstasy potion?" Eugene thought about it carefully for a while, and probably guessed the possible use of peppermint. He looked at Albert with some appreciation in his eyes.
Eugene agreed to help Bernard cheat for his grandson so that he could pass the membership test. That was to give President Bernard some face and it was just a matter of social etiquette.
As for Bernard's little thoughts, Eugene didn't really care. If Guy Bernard had no talent in potions, no matter how hard President Bernard tried to help him, it would still be like that.
After Eugene turned the hourglass upside down, Albert and Isobel began to process the potion materials.
Both of them were quite skilled at peeling the shrunken figs, and they even had time to chat with Eugene about the magic school potions tournament.
Eugene didn't mean to be shy and told them the rules of the Magic School Potions Championship:
Students must go deep into the magic garden, collect materials by themselves, and come back within the specified time to prepare potion materials into potions.
The judges will select the champion based on the difficulty and quality of the potion.
"Why are you telling us this?"
Albert was dicing the peeled figs and throwing two-thirds of them into the cauldron. He watched the potion inside gradually turn green, then he slowly stirred it with a spoon until the color turned blue.
Compared to him, Isobel's progress was slower, but she was also very steady, following her own pace, and was not affected by Albert and Eugene's words at all.
"Even if I don't tell you the rules of the game, Hetok will probably tell you." Eugene said sarcastically: "Cheating has always been part of the tradition of the magic school potion championship."
"I suppose so."
Albert was not surprised by cheating in the competition, as it happened everywhere.
"However, winning the magic school potion championship by cheating will not bring you a good reputation." Eugene suddenly said mysteriously.
"Because most of those who can win the championship are the best in this field?" Isobel glanced at Eugene and said calmly.
"All the wizards who won the Magic School Potions Championship have made extraordinary achievements, but you are just mediocre. Naturally, everyone will think that you cheated to win the championship." Albert blocked what Eugene wanted to say.
At this moment, the potion in his crucible had turned yellow.
"Yes. If the wizard who wins the championship ends up achieving nothing in the field of potions, there is no doubt that the wizard must have used some despicable means to cheat to win the championship, and he will be despised by countless peers." Eugene looked at the two people who were talking to him while brewing potions, and nodded with satisfaction.
Really stable.
They are all good seedlings.
"In the Extraordinary Wizards Association, everyone believes this. Those who are labeled as cheaters will be laughed at by their peers and will not dare to raise their heads. They will not dare to stay in this circle anymore." Eugene thinks this approach is correct because there is no shortage of wizards who want to win the championship by cheating.
That kind of person deserves to be the laughing stock of everyone.
"It's a good idea to do this. Only with strength can people be convinced, and the Golden Crucible Trophy will be more authoritative." While speaking, Albert added the Thorn Feather into the boiling potion, stirred it counterclockwise four times, and let the potion simmer.
Once the Thorn Feather melts, the potion will gradually turn purple.
Every time he prepared the potion, Albert always felt it was incredible. Sometimes he even doubted whether the potion he prepared was concentrated sulfuric acid, otherwise how could it melt the feathers.
After the potion in the crucible changed, Eugene saw Albert add peppermint to the potion.
Sure enough, this process is designed to counteract the occasional side effects of singing too much and twisting your nose, so as not to ruin the effects of the euphoria drug.
As for whether it is orthodox or not, Eugene doesn't really care. Medicines are something that require pharmacists to constantly improve in order to make progress.
Eugene didn't chat with the two of them anymore, but went to prepare. They all passed the test, so it didn't matter whether they watched it or not.
After all, anyone who had time to chat with him obviously had a solid foundation in potions.
After adding seven drops of castor oil to the pot of medicine and stirring it continuously, the color of the medicine gradually turned brown.
Albert threw in the remaining figs and continued to cook until the potion turned pink. He then put the sleepy bean juice that had been crushed with a silver knife into the crucible, and the potion immediately turned the orange color described in the book.
The next step is to add the wormwood infusion while stirring slowly until the potion in the crucible turns yellow, then gently wave the magic wand to complete the final touches.
It is said that waving a wand is a key step in making potions, similar to injecting magic power into potions to transform them into magical potions.
In fact, after Albert waved his wand, the ecstasy in the crucible immediately turned into a liquid as golden as the sun, and an enticing smell filled the air.
Quite perfect.
The whole process took about forty minutes.
After turning off the engine, Albert did not disturb Isobel and waited slowly by the side. Isobel was just as quick and was soon back to normal.
Her cauldron also contained the alluring sunshine-gold liquid, but it lacked the hint of mint flavor, and was obviously more authentic.
"Perfect, your euphoria potions are all very well made. Especially Mr. Anderson, your creative ideas really surprise me." Eugene tasted some of Albert's euphoria potion and nodded with satisfaction. "You added some peppermint to offset the occasional side effects of singing too much and twisting your nose, right? What a genius idea!"
"No, this is not my inspiration. I saw someone do this in a book. It is said that it can reduce the possible side effects of ecstasy." Albert did not take the credit for himself.
"Oh, you're such an honest boy," said Eugene.
"You can leave the improved formula here, which will earn you a certain amount of points." Hetok walked in happily, greeted Eugene, and left with the two of them.
When the three of them passed the front desk, Hertok handed the two passed assessment forms to the witch behind the counter.
"Mr. Anderson, Miss Isobel, congratulations on becoming members of the Extraordinary Wizards Association. Once the membership cards are made, they will be delivered to you by owl. By the way, please pay the membership fee of the Extraordinary Pharmacists Association in advance." The witch smiled at Hertok behind the two of them and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Hertok, you have found two good seedlings."