The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 832 Display Case No. 51
There are more and more alchemists around the No. 51 display cabinet. I don’t know whether it is people’s curiosity or the alchemy results displayed there are too attractive. Anyway, many wizards saw that there are many people there. , they gathered there one after another, wondering what alchemy achievements were displayed there, so that so many alchemists gathered to watch.

The wizards who came over soon joined in the discussion about the possibility of using mandrake roots to make wine. It is common to use mandrake roots to brew potions, but using it to make wine is unheard of, and using mandrakes Does the wine brewed from grass roots really have the effects described on the parchment?

Shouldn't it be a bluff?

If Mandrake really works, it will have a strong appeal to a large percentage of wizards.

Of course, it could be fake, the mandrake cannot make wine at all, and the wine in the display case does not have the effect depicted on the parchment, and the possibility is very high.

The discussion on the Mandrake wine quickly became polarized. More people believed that the bottle of wine was fake, but some alchemists who knew Sera and Albert thought it was real.

"It's all gone, this is a fake at all."

Many alchemists feel that this is not good, because every International Alchemy Conference has similar shabby incidents, and they think that those fake things should be banned from appearing in the display cabinets.

"Does any of you know who Albert Anderson is? I always feel that this name sounds familiar." Someone saw the exhibitor of the work and frowned slightly and asked the acquaintances around him.

"Don't you usually read newspapers?" Claude said angrily, "You don't know the famous geniuses, and you still think that the things they show are fake?"

Claude is also an old friend of Sierra, and he even met Albert once at an alchemy party, so he knows the kid's abilities very well.

However, he is now speaking so eccentrically, it is entirely because he was shown off by Sierra not long ago, and he finally had the opportunity to tease his old opponent, and he felt very comfortable.

As for things being fake?
Claude didn't think that Serra would be so unreliable, not to mention that Albert was still a genius with countless halos on his head, there was really no need to risk his reputation to death, let alone do that.

"Others are planning to participate in the competition to win the gold medal for pioneering contributions, so can something be fake?"

"Really?"

"You should read more newspapers." Claude shook his head and said, "That kind of person is so proud that he doesn't even bother to lie to you."

"Okay, Claude, there's no need to be so eccentric." Adolf couldn't help shaking his head with a wry smile, and explained to the others by the way: "We knew Mr. Albert a few years ago. He was very young at that time, Has demonstrated extraordinary talent in alchemy.

"You mean that bottle of wine is real?"

Many wizards raised their eyebrows in thought, not knowing what they were thinking.

However, Adolf has a good reputation, so he must know something if he said that.

"Albert Anderson was the gold medal winner of Barnabus Finkley's excellent spellcasting technique a while ago, and he has several world-class champions on his head. Why do you think he made a fake trick to fool you? Are you worthy?" Claude felt comfortable after spraying the group of people.

Hearing what Claude said, the expressions on the faces of many wizards were a little unnatural.

Still, some are finally remembering why the name looks familiar.However, they soon became excited, because Claude said that Mr. Anderson planned to participate in the competition and win the title of world champion.

This means that the opportunity has come. They actually know what the situation of the International Alchemy Conference is.

As long as there are enough gold coins, there is a chance to buy the recipe of Mandrake Wine from the Alchemy Research Center.

As if to verify the truth of these words, several personnel from the Alchemy Research Center came here, intending to review and accept Albert's research results.

The surrounding people also began to whisper, and a few people even left in a hurry, as if they wanted to find someone, but more wizards stayed where they were and waited for the results of the review.

Of course, there are quite a few guys who regard Albert as a fool.

Yes, in their eyes, what is it if Albert is not a fool?
Doesn't that Mr. Anderson know that participating in the International Alchemy Congress competition is giving away the recipe?
The Alchemy Research Center is willing to pay this bonus, mainly because it wants to get some alchemy results from other alchemists.

Two thousand Galleons?

Not much, not much at all!

After all, what they get is not only the award-winning alchemy results, they can also get the alchemy results that did not win the award. When the time comes, they can use it for research and improvement, and then sell the technology secretly, and they can easily recover the cost. More Sometimes you can even go whoring for nothing, because the pioneering contribution gold award is only awarded to those alchemists with excellent alchemy results.

As for patent protection, everyone knows that is a joke.

This is also the reason why many alchemists only want to show their alchemy results, but are unwilling to take part in the competition.

However, just as the few onlookers were considering how much it would cost to get their hands on winemaking technology, they saw the staff remove the flying ointment next to the bottle from the display case.

Yes, he produced a small box of flying ointment, not the bottle of Mandrake wine.

"puff!"

I don't know who finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

"why are you laughing?"

"Many people regard Anderson as a fool. Who is the fool now? It's so interesting." Not only Claude, but even Adolf is looking at the colleagues around him with interest, thinking that they are too stupid.

Do you really think others are fools?
Little did he know that he was the real idiot.

Adolf moved his attention back to the chair that floated up after being smeared with flying ointment, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "If there is no accident, he should be the gold medal for pioneering contribution."

While the usage may not be found for the time being, this technique is undoubtedly valuable.

"Maybe, that bottle of wine was fake in the first place, that's why that guy didn't dare to use it to participate in the competition." Someone muttered softly.

However, he soon received a bunch of contemptuous looks, and the others couldn't help but stay away from him, for fear of being infected by idiots.

In fact, they want to find out the specific effect of Mandrake wine. If it is really effective, they can cooperate with Albert. As an alchemist, they naturally have no shortage of sales channels.

No one has trouble with money, and a genius like that deserves their acquaintance.

It's not easy to find Albert in the showroom. There are too many people here, and there are chattering discussions everywhere. God knows where Albert is.

(End of this chapter)