The unlucky student from Vagado was a wake-up call to all the contestants. The Magic School Potions Championship was definitely not as safe as everyone imagined. There were many dangerous plants in the magic garden that would cause a lot of trouble to the contestants and even threaten their lives.
Albert suddenly understood why the headmaster would not allow the fourteen-year-old Zygmunt Budge to participate in the Magic School Potions Championship.
However, that happened several centuries ago, and Albert didn't know what happened at that time, so he didn't want to make any comments on Sigismund Bach's affairs.
Albert was more concerned about whether "Zygmunt Bach's last wish" could be successfully completed and how much benefit it would bring to him after completion.
He, Albert Anderson, was a real man.
In order to ensure that no other accidents would occur during the mission, Albert stayed in his room during the afternoon break and made a divination prediction for tomorrow's first round of games. The results seen from the crystal ball were quite satisfactory.
Before going to bed at night, Albert drank some dreamless sleeping pills so that he could get a high-quality sleep.
In fact, the officials of the Magic School Potions Championship also prepare similar potions for the contestants to prevent everyone from being unable to sleep at night due to being too nervous, so that they can participate in the competition in the best condition tomorrow. This is extremely thoughtful.
When Albert woke up the next day, he felt great. However, when he went downstairs for breakfast, he felt that the atmosphere in the bar hall was a little weird. Everyone looked nervous, and there was a hint of gunpowder in the air.
There's nothing we can do. We're all competitors, and not quarreling is already quite restrained.
Last night, a wizard in bright green robes was punched in the nose for laughing at a hapless Uagadou student.
Albert was actually very curious whether Castrobuse's wizard hat was also bright green, but unfortunately, before he had time to ask, a fight broke out.
The result was naturally nothing.
Both sides were called out by their respective team leaders for a lecture and were ordered to refrain from fighting, otherwise they would be disqualified from the competition.
However, his idea was just confirmed. An enthusiastic girl from Castrobush told Albert that the wizards' pointed hats in Castrobush were indeed bright green, and their school was better at herbology and magical zoology, so they had won the Golden Crucible of the Magic School Potions Championship many times, making them a strong competitor of Albert.
When Albert was having breakfast, Isobel, who had gone somewhere, appeared beside him without warning. She glanced at the girl from Castrobus and asked, "You seem to be very interested in the school uniforms of Castrobus?"
"Where have you been?" Albert changed the subject. He knew that other countries did not have the concept of "green hat", so he would not tell anyone about it.
"Going to meet a friend."
"friend?"
Albert was confused and couldn't imagine what friends Isobel could find here. If it were him, he might actually run into a few old friends.
"You know him too. You'll know later." Isobel said mysteriously.
"Oh." Albert didn't think much about it and told Isobel the divination results in a low voice.
After listening to Albert, Isobel's expression suddenly became very strange.
"What's wrong?" Albert asked in confusion.
"In fact, quite a few schools already know that the first round of competition is about ecstasy," Isobel said in a low voice.
If he didn't have the ability to predict the future, Albert would definitely suspect that this was a smokescreen deliberately released by someone, but the content of the first round of the competition was indeed the preparation of ecstasy drugs, and it had actually become known to everyone
"I see!"
Albert nodded to show that he understood, and then continued to eat. Cheating was not something uncommon, and he would get used to it.
Isobel stopped talking and accompanied Albert to eat. She was in a good mood. After all, she came here to accompany Albert to participate in the Potions Championship, so the result didn't matter.
Just after finishing the poached eggs, they saw Professor Slughorn hurried over here, sat down next to them, panted softly, and said to them in a low voice: "The content of the first round of the competition is... the joy potion."
This was one of the reasons why Professor Slughorn came along, to help the two of them successfully complete the first round.
All schools will know that the content of the first round of competition is a stimulant. In fact, the officials are deliberately letting it go. They can't let the participating schools not even pass the first round!
All right.
There have been similar cases before, and quite a few of them.
So, later it appeared that the authorities deliberately let the water go.
Cheating has become a tradition in magic school potions championships, and this statement is not groundless.
After Professor Slughorn finished speaking, Albert and Isobel exchanged glances, smiled and nodded, and said, "We already know about this."
"knew?"
Professor Slughorn muttered in confusion, "How do you know that?"
"I just heard someone from other colleges mention it." Isobel made up an excuse. After all, it was something everyone knew, so it wasn't surprising for them to hear others talk about it.
"Then you should be... no problem, right? I also brought a copy of "Advanced Potion Making" with me, if any of you need it..."
"No problem at all."
Seeing that both of them were very confident, Professor Slughorn said no more, but just told them that if they needed to review, they could ask him for the book.
The first round of the Magic School Potions Championship was at ten in the morning. The venue was in the village square. When everyone went there, they saw eight large tables set up there.
It seemed that in order to make it easier for everyone to "help each other", contestants from the same school were arranged at the same table, which made Albert very disappointed with the so-called Potions Championship.
Having achieved this, is it still necessary to hold the competition
In other words, the Potions Championship has completely changed.
Albert guessed it was probably the latter!
After all, the Magic School Potions Championship has been held for almost six centuries since 1407. It is actually quite normal for the championship to become what it is now.
Nothing is permanent, over time, everything changes.
So, Albert actually admired the love between Nico and his wife.
After entering the venue, Albert quickly gathered his scattered thoughts, raised his head and glanced at the referees and the audience around him. His expression suddenly froze. He finally knew who the acquaintance Isobel was talking about was.
Kathryn Nicholas
How come this exquisite American girl is here and seems to be very familiar with Isobel
Albert was skeptical.
It is naturally difficult for beautiful girls to become good friends. They always like to compare their beauty with each other, and the possibility of both parties becoming just formal friends is higher.
As for the group of people in the referee's seat, there were indeed a few familiar faces sitting there. One of them was looking over here and nodded slightly to Albert.
"Damocles?"
Well, that should be correct.
Albert had seen the other person's photo in the newspaper.
Before the Magic School Potion Championship began, Bernard, the president of the Extraordinary Wizard Association, gave a speech:
Welcome everyone to participate in the 99th Magic School Potions Championship. In the first round, contestants need to brew a potion of joy within an hour. The judges will select eight contestants to participate in the second round.
Albert felt someone was looking at him, so he turned his head and looked to the side, his sight fell on the only boy in the Beauxbatons team. He remembered that this man seemed to be the grandson of President Bernard, and his name seemed to be... Guy Bernard
Never mind, it doesn’t matter what he’s called, he’s just an insignificant guy anyway.
Albert retracted his gaze and focused his attention on the wooden table in front of him, carefully checking the tools and raw materials he had been assigned, and then after the referee announced the start of the competition, he began to process the raw materials slowly.
As long as there are no major mistakes, an hour is plenty.
However, it turned out that even the students selected by various schools to participate in the Potions Championship were still a little confused at the beginning.
In fact, this is completely normal. Even if they know the content a few hours in advance, it is only enough for them to review the brewing process. Moreover, not all wizards are good at brewing joy potions.
Halfway through the game, Albert smelled a strange smell more than once. Apparently, several students had messed up the game.
Albert was not affected at all and continued to stir the potion slowly and leisurely.
Everyone is cheating, so if you want to win the game, you naturally have to do your best to deal with it.
After the liquid in the crucible turned into golden sunlight, Albert immediately turned off the fire, checked the finished product of the ecstasy, left the competition venue with satisfaction, and sat down next to Professor Slughorn.
"Excellent, both you and Isobel are excellent!" Professor Slughorn did not hesitate to praise him.
Albert is indeed a genius in the field of potions just as Dumbledore said, and he is still a minor, so his future prospects are simply immeasurable.
Albert was not the first to leave the field, but he was the first player to finish taking the euphoria drug. He turned his attention back to the field and found that most of the players had messed up.
At least, their euphoria potion was not as perfect as it seemed. Some contestants were only halfway done and it was too late.
Albert felt that the main reason was the way the sleepy beans were handled.
Usually when slicing with a silver knife, not enough water is squeezed out, which causes the changes of the ecstasy to deviate from the description in the book.
Most people solve this problem by using a few more sleeping beans, but this step is actually very laborious.
Isobel's pot was almost done, with ten minutes left, which was enough for most of the contestants.
At this moment, a golden figure passed by Albert's eyes, and the fragrance of a girl penetrated into his nose.
Catherine sat down next to Albert and greeted him with a smile.
At this moment, Albert only felt the word "danger" slowly floating above his head.