The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 723 Gold Plated Crucible

The moment the house-elf appeared, it immediately caught people's attention.

Most of the spectators were confused, wondering why the event organizers brought house elves here.Only a few quick-witted fellows have guessed why the house-elf was brought here.

Daniela, who was about to win, looked sideways at Albert stiffly. The guy was calm from the beginning, as if he had expected this to happen.

Sure enough, the judges were going to have the house-elf drink the Jaw Feet in front of everyone to test its effects.

Since you can't test it with a wizard, let it be tested by a house-elf, it's all the same anyway.

Albert frowned slightly, watching the house elf tremblingly reach out to take the test tube, poured the Buffy Brain Refreshing Potion into his mouth, and swallowed it with difficulty.

He could have sworn the house-elf had no idea what he was drinking.

They cannot disobey the master's order, that's all.

A referee asked nervously, "How do you feel?"

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, looking nervously at the poor and lovely house-elf.

Many people maliciously speculated that the house elf would soon cover his head and fall to the ground, howling in pain, but their "expectation" did not come true.

Nothing happened.

"Is there something wrong? Tell the truth."

"Kasa's fine, nothing wrong," said the house-elf uneasily.

"How do you feel after drinking the chin-feed brain refresher? Has there been any change?" Another referee asked with a frown.

"Feeling? Kasa feels refreshed, his head is very flexible, 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, it's over!
At this moment, Daniela felt her eyes go dark, as if she saw the golden cauldron in her hand moving away from her.

If the referee had announced that Albert had won the championship from the very beginning, Daniela would never have reacted like this, and lost it after getting it. That feeling is too bad.

Not only her, but even Principal Castro Buscher looked ugly.

revenge!

Bernard definitely did it on purpose!
[President Bernard: It's not me, don't talk nonsense, be careful to sue you for defamation. 】

Not only did Daniela have an ugly expression, but Williams' face was as dark as a pan, and he looked like he wanted to throw something. He would rather the person who won the final victory was Daniela than that annoying British guy.

However, everything does not shift with will.

As for Fujii Hiroki, this guy seemed a little gloating. Anyway, he had already missed the championship, so naturally he didn't care too much, but he was a little depressed, and he also complained in his heart why the referee dragged on until now.

As if to torture everyone's patience, the referees did not announce the result immediately, but waited quietly for a quarter of an hour to confirm that there were no side effects on the house elf before announcing that Albert had made the perfect Buffy brain refresher.

"Well, there is no doubt that our champion has been born. Congratulations to Mr. Albert Anderson for winning the 99th Magic School Potion Championship."

The referees stopped scoring Albert, lest there be other bad things in the scoring session.Since the Buffy Brain Refreshing Potion has no side effects, it means that Albert has successfully brewed the perfect Buffy Brain Refreshing Potion, and the championship should belong to him. This is the consensus of all the referees.

The sudden change stunned everyone.

Didn't it mean that Albert has been eliminated?
How did you become a champion?

At this moment, many people are confused.

The guys who were still talking bad about Albert now all pursed their lips tightly, pretending that they were not the ones who said bad things about Albert just now.

The person who presented the award to Albert was not President Bernard. The president of the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association, who was once hated by Albert, would naturally not find it boring to present the award to Albert. The old director of the magic garden is very happy Take the job.

"Mr. Anderson, please come here." The old director waved to Albert, signaling him to come to the stage to accept the award.

By the way, the podium was temporarily built and looked very simple, but Albert himself didn't care, and the competition team didn't care.

Amid the applause, Albert walked up to several referees. The old director handed over the golden cauldron that symbolized the championship to Albert, and sent his blessing.

Albert took the golden cauldron, held it up high, let everyone see the golden cauldron clearly, and accepted people's blessings amidst cheers.

Well, there are not many people who wish sincerely.

But who cares?
At least, Albert didn't care at all.

He is a little depressed now. The thing in his hand is lighter than expected. It is obviously a gold-plated product. He thought he could experience what it would be like to use a golden cauldron to make a potion.

"By the way, there's also this. I've already exchanged all the prize money for winning the Potions Championship of the Magic School into Galleons." With that said, the old principal handed over a heavy bag of gold coins to Albert.

Albert's mood improved a lot after he got the bag of Galleons.

Under everyone's complicated gazes, Albert stepped down from the podium, came to Isobel, handed the golden cauldron to her, and said with a smile, "You have a share of this too."

Isobel didn't seem to care about the golden cauldron, and directly handed it to Professor Slughorn next to him.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he stepped forward to give Albert a hug and gave him a passionate kiss, as if announcing the ownership of the champion to everyone present.

The surroundings suddenly became very quiet, and then several people whistled, and some people giggled unnaturally.

After the Potions Tournament ended, many people congratulated Albert. They seemed to have collectively lost their memory, forgetting that they were still cynicizing there a quarter of an hour ago.

There were also quite a few enthusiastic referees who came over to say a few words to Albert, expressing that they would contact each other more in the future to exchange knowledge in the field of potions, and left their names and addresses.

As a result, Albert successfully gained a bunch of pen pals.

"Congratulations, I think Hetok will be very happy," Damocles teased 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," Professor Slughorn said jokingly.

"No, we already have a suitable witness." Albert said in a low voice.

Both of them opened their mouths in shock. Most of what they said just now was just a joke. Unexpectedly... For some reason, Damocles felt that he had been hit by tons.

"Hetok?"

"Or Dumbledore?"

"Neither." Albert shook his head.

"Who is that?" Damocles asked suspiciously, "You don't mean to make fun of us, do you?"

"Mr. Nicole Flamel." Albert said in a voice that only the two of them could hear. "He is my teacher."

The mouths of the two opened wider, enough to stuff their own fists into it.

In the evening, the magic garden held a dinner at the bar, which was regarded as a farewell banquet before leaving.

People from the eight magic schools participated, and the food was very rich. Various delicacies were placed on the table, as well as various special snacks, desserts, and a lot of wine, and there was even a place for everyone to dance.

Albert had a great time. Not only did he win the Potion Championship, but he also basically completed the tasks triggered by coming to the magic garden.

Among them, the task of "Sigismund Bach's Last Wish" was also included, and the rich rewards were almost worth the adventure of the basilisk incident last semester.

The next day, everyone left after saying goodbye.

The end page of the "Book of Potions" in Albert's suitcase reads:

The Book of Potions is a rich legacy that accompanied and saw an underage apothecary win the Potions Championship. —Albert Anderson, winner of the 99th School of Magic and Potions Tournament.

There was also a photo on it, which showed Alberta and Isobel holding a golden cauldron, and on the table next to them was a closed "Book of Potions".

(End of this chapter)