The moment the house-elf appeared, it immediately attracted people's attention.
Most of the audience were confused and didn't understand why the organizers brought the house-elves here. Only a few smart guys had guessed why the house-elves were brought here.
Daniela, who was on the verge of victory, stiffly turned her head to look at Albert. That guy had been very calm from the beginning, as if he had expected this to happen.
The judges really planned to let the house-elf drink the chin-stimulating potion in front of everyone to verify its effectiveness.
Since we can't use wizards to test it, let the house-elves test it. It's all the same anyway.
Albert frowned slightly, watching the house-elf reach out for the test tube with trembling hands, pour the Bafey brain-stimulating agent into his mouth, and swallow it with difficulty.
He could have sworn the house-elf had no idea what he was drinking.
They cannot disobey their master's orders, that's all.
One referee asked nervously, "How does it feel?"
Everyone held their breath and looked nervously at the pitiful house-elf.
Many people maliciously speculated that the house-elf would soon fall to the ground with his hands covering his head and wailing in pain, but their "expectations" did not come true.
Nothing happened.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable? Tell the truth."
"Casa is fine, he's not feeling unwell." The house-elf said uneasily.
"How do you feel after drinking the Guobafei brain stimulant? Are there any changes?" another referee asked with a frown. He didn't think that the Guobafei brain stimulant had any effect.
"Feeling? Kasa feels refreshed and his mind is very sharp. He has never felt better than now. It's incredible." The house-elf closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body.
It's over, completely over!
At this moment, Daniela felt her eyes go dark, as if she saw the golden crucible in her hands moving away from her.
If the referee had announced Albert as the champion at the beginning, Daniela would never have reacted like this. It was a terrible feeling to get it and then lose it.
Not only her, but even Principal Castrobuse looked unhappy.
revenge!
Bernard definitely did it on purpose!
President Bernard: It’s not me. Don’t talk nonsense. I’ll sue you for defamation.
Not only did Daniela have an ugly expression, but Williams' face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he looked like he wanted to throw something. He would rather Daniela be the winner rather than that British guy he hated.
However, everything does not change as one wishes.
As for Hiroki Fujii, this guy looked a little gloating. Anyway, he had already missed the championship, so naturally he didn't care too much. He was just a little depressed, and was blaming the referee in his heart why it dragged on until now.
As if to torture everyone's patience, the referees did not announce the result immediately, but waited quietly for another quarter of an hour to make sure that there were no side effects on the house-elf before announcing that Albert had brewed the perfect Bafei brain stimulant.
"Well, there is no doubt that our champion has been born. Congratulations to Mr. Albert Anderson for winning the 99th Magic School Potions Championship."
The judges stopped scoring Albert, lest there be any more troubles during the scoring process. Since the Bafe Brain Refresher had no side effects, it meant that Albert had successfully brewed the perfect Bafe Brain Refresher, and the championship should belong to him, and this was the consensus of all the judges.
The sudden change shocked everyone.
Didn’t they say Albert had been eliminated
How did you become the champion
At this moment, many people were confused.
The guys who were originally speaking ill of Albert now all pursed their lips tightly, pretending that they were not the ones who had just spoken ill of Albert.
The person who presented the award to Albert was not President Bernard. The president of the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association, who had been criticized by Albert, naturally would not find it boring to present the award to Albert. The old director of the Magic Garden was very happy to accept the job.
"Mr. Anderson, please come over here." The old director waved at Albert, motioning him to go on stage to receive the award.
By the way, the podium was built temporarily and looked very simple, but Albert himself didn't care, and the event organizers didn't care even more.
Amidst applause, Albert walked up to several judges. The old director handed the golden crucible, which symbolized the championship, to Albert and gave him his blessing.
Albert took the golden crucible, held it high so that everyone could see it clearly, and accepted people's blessings amid cheers.
Well, not many people sincerely wish you well.
But who cares about this
At least, Albert didn't care at all.
He was a little depressed now. The thing in his hand was lighter than he expected. It was obviously a gold-plated item. He originally thought that he could experience what it felt like to use a golden crucible to brew potions.
"By the way, there's this. I've converted all the prize money for winning the Magic School Potions Championship into Galleons for you." As he spoke, the old headmaster handed a bag of heavy gold coins to Albert.
Albert felt much better after getting the bag of Galleons.
Under the complicated gazes of the crowd, Albert walked down the podium, came to Isobel, handed the golden crucible to her, and said with a smile: "You have a share of this, too."
Isobel didn't seem to care about the golden crucible and handed it directly to Professor Slughorn next to her.
Then, in full view of everyone, he walked up to Albert, gave him a hug and a passionate kiss, as if announcing his ownership of the championship to everyone present.
The surroundings suddenly became very quiet, then a few people whistled and someone chuckled unnaturally.
After the Potions Championship, many people congratulated Albert. They seemed to have collective amnesia and forgot that they were still sneering at him a quarter of an hour ago.
Many enthusiastic referees also came over to talk to Albert, expressing their hope to keep in touch in the future so that they could exchange knowledge in the field of potions, and left their names and addresses.
So, Albert successfully gained a bunch of pen pals.
"Congratulations, I think Hertok will be very happy," Damocles said with a smile, "Also, if you plan to get married in the future, I can be your witness."
"I'm a better age than you," said Professor Slughorn jokingly.
"No need, we already have a suitable witness." Albert said in a low voice.
Both of them opened their mouths in shock. Those words just now were probably just a joke. Unexpectedly... For some reason, Damocles felt like he was hit by a huge force.
"Hetoc?"
"Or Dumbledore?"
"Neither." Albert shook his head.
"Who is that?" Damocles asked suspiciously, "You are not deliberately playing a joke on us."
"It's Monsieur Nicolas Flamel," Albert said in a voice that only the two of them could hear. "He is my teacher."
The two men opened their mouths wider, enough to fit their fists in.
In the evening, the Magic Garden held a dinner party in the bar, which was considered a farewell party before departure.
People from eight magic schools attended the event. The food was very rich, with a variety of delicious foods placed on the table, as well as various special snacks, desserts, and plenty of drinks. There was even space for everyone to dance.
Albert enjoyed the meal very much. Not only did he win the Potions Championship, but he also basically completed all the tasks he had triggered in the Magic Garden.
This also includes the "Zygmunt Budge's Last Wish" mission, and the rich rewards are almost as much as the adventure of the basilisk incident last semester.
The next day, everyone said goodbye and left.
The following words were written on the last page of the Book of Potions in Albert's suitcase:
The Book of Potions is a rich legacy that accompanied and witnessed an underage pharmacist win the Potions Championship. — Albert Anderson, the champion of the 99th Magic School Potions Championship.
There was also a photo attached to it, which showed Alberta and Isobel holding a golden crucible. On the table next to them was a closed "Book of Potions".