The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 722: Gold-plated crucible

The moment the house elves appeared, they immediately aroused people's attention.

Most of the spectators are confused and don't understand why the competition party brought the house elves here. Only a few smart-minded guys have guessed why the house elves were brought here.

Daniela, who was looking for victory, looked stiffly at Albert. The guy was calm from the beginning, as if he had expected it.

The judges really planned to let the house elves drink Chin Fei Brain Rejuvenant in front of everyone to verify its effect.

Since you can't use a wizard to test, let the house elves test, it's the same anyway.

Albert frowned slightly and watched the house-elf tremblingly reach out to take the test tube, pour the Buffy Brain Rejuvenant into his mouth, and swallow it with difficulty.

He dare to swear that the house elf doesn't even know what he drank.

They can't defy the master's order, nothing more.

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

Everyone could not help holding their breath, looking nervously at the poor house elf.

Many people have maliciously guessed that the house elves will soon cover their heads and fall to the ground wailing in pain, but their "expectations" have not been realized.

Nothing happened.

"Is there anything uncomfortable? To be honest."

"Casa is fine, no discomfort." The house elf said nervously.

"How do you feel after drinking the Chin Fei Rejuvenating Medicine? Is there any change?" Another referee frowned and asked. He didn't think that the Chin Fei Rejuvenating Medicine had no effect.

"Feeling? Kasa feels refreshed, his head is very flexible, and it has never been better than now, it is incredible." The house elf closed his eyes and felt his body change.

It's over, it's over!

At this moment, Daniela felt her eyes go dark, as if she saw the golden crucible in her hand moving away from her.

If the referee announced that Albert won the championship at the beginning, Daniela would never have such a reaction, and lose it after getting it, it feels too bad.

Not only her, but even the face of Principal Castro Buscher was very ugly.

revenge!

Bernard definitely did it on purpose!

Not only did Daniela look ugly, but Williams's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he seemed to want to throw something. He would rather win the final victory with Daniela than the British guy who hated him.

However, everything is not transferred at will.

As for Fujii Hiroki, this guy looks a bit gloating. Anyway, he has missed the championship. Naturally, he doesn't care too much, or he is a little depressed. He also complains in his heart why the referee has dragged him to the present.

It seems that in order to torture everyone's patience, the referees did not immediately announce the result. Instead, they waited quietly for a quarter of an hour to make sure that there were no side effects on the house elves before they announced 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 Potions Championship."

The referees stopped scoring Albert to avoid other incidents in the scoring session. Since Buffy Rejuvenation has no side effects, it means that Albert has successfully made the perfect Buffy Rejuvenation, and the champion should belong to him. This is the consensus of all referees.

The sudden change shocked everyone.

Doesn't it mean that Albert has been eliminated?

Why did you become a champion?

At this moment, many people are confused.

The guy who was still talking about Albert at the moment all pressed his lips tightly, pretending that it was not himself who said bad about Albert just now.

The person who gave the prize to Albert was not President Bernard. The President of the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists, who was stunned by Albert, would naturally not find himself boring to present the prize to Albert. The old head of the enchanted garden would be happy. Accept the job.

"Mr. Anderson, please come here." The old head of the garden waved to Albert, motioning for him to come on stage to accept the award.

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

Amidst applause, Albert walked in front of several referees. The old principal handed the golden crucible symbolizing the championship to Albert's hand and sent his own blessings.

Albert took the gold cauldron and lifted it up high, so that everyone could see the gold cauldron clearly and accept people's blessings amidst cheers.

Well, not many people have sincerely wished.

But who cares about this?

At least, Albert didn't care at all.

He is a little bit depressed now. The thing in his hand is lighter than expected. It is obviously a gold-plated product. He originally thought he could experience the feeling of using a gold cauldron to make a potion.

"That's right, and this one. I have already replaced all of you with Garon for winning the prize money of the Magic School Potions Tournament." With that, the old principal handed over a heavy bag of gold coins to Albert.

Albert's mood improved a lot when he got the bag of Gallon.

Under the complicated gazes of everyone, Albert walked off the podium and came to Isobel's front, handed the gold crucible to her, smiled and said, "This thing also has your share."

Isobel didn't seem to care about the gold crucible, so he passed it directly to Professor Slughorn next to him.

Then, in full view, he stepped forward to give Albert a hug and kissed him, as if he was announcing the ownership of the champion to everyone present.

The surrounding suddenly became very quiet, and then several people whistled, and some laughed unnaturally.

After the Potions Championship was over, many people congratulated Albert. They seemed to have lost their memories collectively, forgetting that they were still ridiculing and mocking a quarter of an hour ago.

Many enthusiastic referees also came over to say a few words with Albert, saying that they would contact him more in the future and exchange knowledge in the field of potions. They also left their names and addresses.

As a result, Albert succeeded in gaining a bunch of pen pals.

"Congratulations, I think Hertok will be very happy," Damocles laughed and joked: "Also, if you plan to get married in the future, I can be your witness."

"My age is more suitable than you." Professor Slughorn said jokingly.

"No, we already have suitable witnesses." Albert whispered.

Both of them opened their mouths in shock. Most of those words just now were just jokes. Unexpectedly... I don't know why, Damocles felt that he was hit by tons.

"Hertok?"

"Or Dumbledore?"

"Neither." Albert shook his head.

"Who is that?" Damocles asked suspiciously. "You shouldn't be kidding us on purpose."

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

The mouths of the two of them opened wider, enough to squeeze their fists in.

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

People from the eight magic schools participated. The food was very rich. A variety of delicacies were placed on the table, as well as a variety of specialty snacks, desserts, and a lot of drinks. There was even a place for everyone to dance.

Albert ate very happily. Not only did he win the Potions Championship, but he also basically completed the tasks triggered by his visit to the Magic Garden.

Among them, it also includes the task of "Sygmund Bach's Last Wish", and the rich rewards are almost worth the adventure of the Basilisk incident last semester.

The next day, everyone left after bidding farewell.

The last page in Albert’s suitcase reads this passage:

It is a rich legacy. It accompanied and witnessed a minor pharmacist winning the potion championship. — Albert Anderson, champion of the 99th Magic School Potions Championship.

There is also a photo on it. The photo shows Alberta and Isobel holding the gold cauldron. On the table next to them, there is a closed book.

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