While those people with ulterior motives were looking for Albert in the venue, he was taking Isobel to visit the "alchemical results" in the display cabinets one by one, and to see if they could draw some inspiration, ideas or techniques from other alchemists.
He was dazzled by the hundreds of alchemical achievements, including a wand that was said to be able to enable wizards with poor magic control, or even squibs, to use magic smoothly.
It is said that the inventor of the magic wand also participated in this competition. As a result, an explosion occurred when a staff member was testing the magic wand. The staff member and the unlucky onlookers were all embarrassed by the explosion.
What made Albert even more speechless was that someone actually claimed that he had created the Philosopher's Stone and showed everyone a red stone.
Of course, no one took the Philosopher's Stone in the display cabinet seriously; everyone knew it was just a joke.
Some people even claim to have invented an alleviating agent that can remove the unicorn blood curse, and have boiled unicorn blood into a magical potion that can prolong people's lifespan.
Albert thought it was just a bottle of ordinary unicorn blood, and the so-called reliever was just a powerful recovery agent made from mandrake roots. However, this thing obviously could not eliminate the terrible curse brought by the unicorn blood.
To some extent, unicorn blood can indeed prolong life, but the terrible curse is frightening, and not many people want to be half dead.
What surprised Albert the most was a lump of metal. The introduction on the parchment said that it was magic iron invented by a wizard himself. It was said to be able to make the magic attached to the magic iron lasting and stable. In order to prove the effect of the magic iron, the inventor released a levitation spell on the magic iron, allowing it to float in the air.
There are indeed some outstanding metal craftsmen among human wizards, but goblins are obviously better at using magic to process metal. The so-called magic iron in the display cabinet in front of you is somewhat similar to the ironware forged by goblins.
Later, Isobel secretly told Albert that the alchemist who looked like a metalworker was actually a guy working in the gray area.
The so-called "magic iron" is actually fairy iron.
That guy controlled a goblin who knew how to forge goblin iron to forge iron for him, and he put that piece of "magic iron" here for display, hoping to take the opportunity to become famous and make a fortune.
Not long after, Albert discovered another metal called magic copper.
According to that person, magic copper has high plasticity and can become soft and light after special processing. It also has memory and is very receptive to magic.
Well, it’s actually the metal raw material used to make the Golden Snitch.
Bowman Wright, who has the same name as the inventor of the Golden Snitch, is also a metal craftsman, but he is not here to show everyone the Golden Snitch, but to promote a treasure chest. It is said that it can be used to store things that you don't want to be discovered, and the entire treasure chest can resist and isolate magical detection.
Certain old wizarding families always have some contraband that they don't want the Ministry of Magic to know about. They are the best customers and the kind that can be ripped off.
However, Albert felt that this thing was very similar to the box that Mr. Flamel used to store important items. He had two of them, and he also figured out how to make this kind of box. It was actually not difficult. The real difficulty was how to get the magic copper. He didn't know whether Mr. Flamel knew how to make magic copper.
Albert decided to write to the other party after he returned to talk about his experience and mention the matter of magic copper.
There were actually many alchemical achievements on display at the venue, such as a cross that claimed to be able to drive away dark creatures, a powder that claimed to make people smarter after just one breath, and an ointment that claimed to be able to remove werewolf scratches. Although all these messy things looked very impressive, everyone knew that most of them were fake.
Before Albert and Isobel finished browsing the display cabinet, they were stopped by someone. The wizard kindly told Albert that he wanted to cooperate with him in selling mandrake wine.
Albert tactfully said that he needed time to consider, and said that mandrake wine was expensive and took a long time to brew, so he had no plans to mass-produce it.
However, Albert still left his contact information, giving the other party the illusion that he was considering whether to cooperate with them.
No one can finalize this kind of thing all at once.
Moreover, the cost of mandrake wine is indeed a bit expensive, and Albert does not intend to adopt any people-friendly policies.
After all, the manufacturing cycle is long, the materials are expensive, and the sales volume itself will not be too high. If you can't grow mandrake yourself, it will definitely be a losing business. However, growing mandrake itself is not an easy task.
It would be better to raise the price. Even if you sell less, you may not lose money, just like the Felicis Follicles will always be in short supply. After all, there is never a shortage of wealthy wizards in the magic world.
"If those people knew that you were deliberately delaying time, they would probably be so angry that they would jump to their feet!"
Isobel saw through Albert's little thoughts at a glance. She didn't refuse anyone, nor did she offend anyone. In short, she just used one word: "drag" until the other party lost patience and gave up.
As for the responses others want.
Sorry, Albert is still in school. Please wait for another two years and talk about this matter after Albert graduates from Hogwarts School.
Although his behavior was disgusting, Albert had a legitimate reason to shirk responsibility, and others were too embarrassed to say anything.
Who made him not an adult and not graduated yet
Even if they had the patience to wait another two years, Albert would have disappeared by then, making it impossible for them to find him. The reason, of course, was that they were worried about being persecuted by the Dark Lord.
No one can blame him, after all, life safety is more important.
So, another two years passed.
Four years is enough to wear down most people's thoughts. As for those who really want to sell mandrake wine, Albert has no shortage of channels. Few people would refuse such a profitable business.
During lunch, the staff of the International Alchemy Conference took the initiative to find Albert and informed him that he had passed the preliminary review and needed to provide the organizer with detailed information about the flying ointment so that the Alchemy Research Center could verify the information as soon as possible. Finally, the Alchemy Research Center also provided a document on the patent. Once the Alchemy Research Center verified the information he provided, it could proceed with the patent certification.
However, what puzzled Albert the most was...
"You mean I have a good chance of winning the Gold Medal for Pioneering Contributions, and I'd better prepare a paper, which may require me to give a speech for a few minutes?"
I don’t know if it was temptation or some other reason.
Anyway, when Albert heard this from the staff member who was dealing with him, he almost couldn't suppress the surprise on his face. Even though the other party said that he admired him very much, he still felt that the other party was just tempting him to hand over the formula of the flying ointment. Even the organizer said this to every participating alchemist.
Moreover, the guy in front of him actually knew how to use brain occlusion, but Albert couldn't see anything from his eyes.
"Sure enough, they are all lies."
Although Albert was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help curling his lips. When he readily handed over the formula of the flying ointment, Albert deliberately made the manufacturing method of the flying ointment a little more refined and difficult.
"You seem very busy." Catherine drank from a glass of iced drink and motioned Albert to sit down. She had something to say to him.
"What's up?"
"I heard that after the official academic conference tomorrow, the winners will be announced. I wanted to tell you in advance, but... forget it. Do you know about this?"
"I know. But the flying ointment is just that to me." Albert took the black tea handed to him by Isobel, took a sip, and said calmly: "That thing is still a semi-finished product. Maybe I will improve it into flying paint in the future, which will be more convenient to use. Of course, the Alchemy Research Center may help me complete this process."
"It's good that you know it clearly. Although I don't think you would come to the competition without knowing anything." Catherine knew the relationship between Albert and Sera. The old man obviously would not deliberately trick Albert. Many things should be made clear to Albert. Catherine was just reminding him now. She only knew these things because Nicholas told her.
"I heard that there are 12 contestants in this competition, and four of them are under 30 years old." Valeria sat down opposite Isobel while eating an ice cream cone and told her the news she had just heard. "You should have a great chance of winning the Pioneering Contribution Gold Award."
"No, this award is a scam, it's not calculated that way." Catherine disagreed with Valeria's statement, "If it's not relevant, or if the alchemical results submitted are not outstanding enough, they won't give out the Pioneering Contribution Gold Award at all."
"I suddenly realize that the Potions Championship is actually quite cute." Valeria couldn't help but complain.
"Didn't they tell you that they might give you a few minutes?" Catherine ignored Valeria's complaints and continued, "They said similar things to every young wizard who participated."
"It's not hard to guess." Albert was not surprised at all.
"If the alchemical results are promising, they will actually let you speak on stage for a few minutes. If you can do well in this part, you can easily win the Gold Award for Pioneering Contributions."
Catherine added, "Of course, you don't have to worry too much. After all, you have a strong backing. As long as you don't make mistakes when you speak, there shouldn't be any problem.
"What if the contestants don't have any backers?" Valeria asked, blinking her curious eyes.
“It’s difficult to win an award unless the alchemical results are recognized by most people.” Catherine stated a cruel fact.
There is no way, international awards are not that easy to win.
Although insiders know what is going on, outsiders are not clear about it. They just think that it sounds great that so-and-so won the Gold Award for Pioneering Contributions at the Cairo International Alchemy Conference.
At this moment, Mr. Aria, whom he had met yesterday, came over here, greeted Albert, and chatted with him briefly. He expressed his hope to have a chance to exchange research results with Albert tomorrow.
This time, Mr. Aria did not think too much about it and planned to take this opportunity to make friends with Albert. After what happened today, anyone who was not a fool could see that Albert had a great background and was a great genius. There was no harm in making friends with such a person.
After Aria left, Catherine suddenly asked, "Have you seen Mr. Aria's research results?"
After a brief recollection, Albert remembered the alchemical achievement of Aria. It seemed to be a communicator. It was said that it transmitted mathematical information on parchment through the resonance effect of two stones.
"I think he is the only contestant who could pose a threat to you." Valeria had to admit that the communication technology was much faster than the owl postman.
"Yeah." Albert said casually.
"What do you mean?" Valeria asked. "I'm betting on you to win the Gold Medal for Pioneering Contribution. Don't let me down all of a sudden!"
"Does this bar offer gambling?"
"Basically, there are bets in all world-class competitions." Kathryn said with a smile, "By the way, I'm also betting on you to win, so don't let us down."
"Is Isobel buying it too?" Albert asked curiously.
"No, I didn't know about it."
"Is the banker reliable?" Albert considered the possibility of taking advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune.
"It's just a private bet," said Kathleen.
"Forget it then." Albert temporarily gave up the opportunity to make money.
"You can win, right?" Valeria stared at Albert, "We've put most of our assets on the line. If you make us lose, I'm afraid we'll have to rely on you for support during the Quidditch tournament."
"real."
"What's true?"
"I mean you bet a lot of money?" Albert asked.
"not much."
"I'll score two points after the win," Albert said.
"What if I lose?"
"If you lose, you will have to pay the money."
"You want to get it for free?"
"I'm working hard to make you win money."
"You seem very confident!" Catherine said, "In fact, I also think that the communication technology is quite impressive."
"His technology seems to be very advanced, but in fact it's just so-so and it's difficult to popularize." Albert made a simple comment, "As far as I know, Muggles already have similar technology. Instead of painstakingly researching something that can't be popularized, it would be better to improve the Muggle technology and see if a magic version of the fax machine can be developed." Albert did not lie. Many things of wizards were actually improved upon from Muggles.
"I remember you already have similar technology, right?" Isobel, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.
"Fax technology?" Valeria asked doubtfully.
"No, it's information transmission technology." Isobel corrected. "When we were still in school, our chat tool was invented by Albert. It can change the letters on the magic metal plate through the transformation spell to transmit information." Isobel recalled, "I remember it was called a communication bookmark. It was more reliable than an owl, and it could be used for instant chat during class or at night. It was quite convenient. However, after graduation, we rarely used it anymore. A two-way mirror would be more convenient."
"Hehe, anyway, come on, as long as we win the bet and make money, we'll give you 20%." After Valeria and Catherine looked at each other, they didn't know why, but they always felt a little full.
Isobel's move really caught them off guard.