The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

Draco silently took the broom back.

"Do you know the content of our new cooperation?" Eugenie asked.

"I know, it's been a few months since we started cooperating with the winery. Those house elves can finally make some money for our family. Otherwise, they would eat and drink for free at home and just wash the dishes every day. It would be too easy. ”

"That's not it. Hey, hasn't your father told you yet? My mother has already told me." Eugenie said deliberately.

Draco was confused, "Is there anything else?"

"Of course, wouldn't it be a pity that we only sell wine?" Eugenie opened the door of an empty classroom and sat down in the front row. "This is our opportunity to make a lot of money. If we succeed, then we will Come down and buy any high-priced new broomsticks for you, your father will close his eyes and buy them for you."

She decided to convince Draco first. Even if Lucius still had concerns about certain risks in the process, as long as Draco was tempted to pester Narcissa to facilitate this matter, he, the father who loved his wife and children infinitely, would not be able to do so. Not giving it your all.

"Really?" Draco asked, touching the broom.

"Of course, I will never joke with my own money. Just wait here." Eugenie ran out of the door and appeared in the center of the classroom with a bang. The little creature that brought her quickly disappeared.

She locked the door with her wand and drew all the curtains, all relying on the illuminating ball hanging above her head.

Draco frowned and looked around, "You really like the style of Professor Snape's office."

"Mainly for the sake of confidentiality, I don't plan to tell the secret to anyone except you for the time being. They may ruin our plan."

Eugenie lined up the crucible and materials on the desk, sat down and waited with her head in her hands.

"You want to sell potions? I know you will be able to do it better with Professor Snape's help, but it's impossible to make much money just by doing it in your spare time."

"It's terrible, don't worry, you'll know when my elf comes back with the things." Eugenie looked at him with a smile, "You haven't learned broad-spectrum antidotes, have you?"

Draco avoided her eyes and looked down at the crucible, "Of course, how could I have ever learned it."

One of the "Advanced Potion Making", which normal person would learn it in the second grade? Draco knows to some extent the difficulty level of these potions. His family has so many high-quality potions in his collection that he can remember them every day when he passes by them. name.

"Ah, that's great, how about trying to make one? I guarantee you can do it."

Draco looked at her suspiciously, and then looked at several materials on the table. Next to the materials was a piece of paper with a simple process written on it. Between each two steps of the process, a series of strange things were written in super-large fonts. -Numbers mixed with magic symbols.

The space twisted and crackled, and Eugenie immediately stood up, reached out to take the instrument in Dudu's hand, and carefully laid it flat on the empty desk.

Draco looked at this strange-looking elf with confusion, and even more at the strange-looking tubular instrument in front of him.

What are these things?

"To give you a brief introduction, my elf Dudu - my family's patented mass spectrometer, don't touch it. It's not expensive. The main reason is that we have only made this one now. If we make another one now, our money-making plan will be We were forced to postpone it, and all we lost were golden Galleons.”

Eugenie pulled Dudu into her arms and let her sit on her lap.

Draco just looked away from the weird instrument, turned around and saw this scene that shocked his jaw, "Get down! How can a house elf - how can it sit in that place? Don't you discipline them?" "

Draco vaguely remembered that Crabbe and Goyle said they had seen a strange elf with round ears and a round head in school. Could it be this one?

How could any house elf look like this?

How can a slave sit on his master's lap?

Mom and dad were about to scream when they saw it.

Eugenie calmly rubbed her pout ears, "Don't be so surprised. I don't care what kind of rules your elves follow. I decide the rules of my family. Maybe one day you will find that only elves who are treated well will A willingness to remain loyal, and coercion only results in superficial obedience.”

Dobby of the Malfoy family has rebelled~

Dobby wants to be a free elf~

They just don't know it yet.

"Whatever you say," Draco saw Dudu making faces at him, and in addition to surprise and anger, he also had some indescribable emotions in his heart, "I think you just keep it as a pet because of its unique appearance. ”

"Maybe you think it's unique, but more than half of my elves have such cute looks." Eugenie pinched her face and said to Draco, "Okay, first take a look at the process summarized on the paper, the instruments It’s very simple to use, just use a dropper to take a drop of liquid and put it on it, and then compare the result with the one on the paper.”

Broad-spectrum antidotes are the simplest type of advanced potions.

Before the Christmas holiday ended, she tried several more difficult potions in order to test the applicable range of the existing equipment.

The Living Hell Decoction is temporarily unavailable, and the Joy Potion has a probability of failure (it is barely successful but of low quality and must be classified as a failure, lacking commercial value), but the broad-spectrum antidote has been successful three times, as Dudu can testify.

Draco listened attentively in class, and he had been exposed to potions longer than children born in other families. Eugenie could fully believe that his potion-making skills were not too outrageous.

Draco pointed to a row of small words on the paper and asked, "What does it mean to use a freeze spell? I've never heard of it."

"Professor Snape invented a pause spell. It's not difficult to learn. If you want to pause it while making it, just ask me to recite the spell."

"Oh, is it really possible? If this can be successful, why do we need to learn so many things?" Draco expressed doubts but was eager to try. Conflicting emotions always coexisted in him.

Is it really possible?As we all know, people can do anything if they are pushed into a hurry, but magic pills cannot.

Anyone who reads the dense notes will have a headache.

"The necessity of learning and commercial production are two different things." Eugenie held Dudu next to Draco and deliberately provoked him with a tone full of doubts. "My elves can make it according to the process. You - shouldn't be able to do it." Can’t do it?”

Draco's face instantly turned red like a crab thrown into a hot pot, "Just wait and see! I will succeed one hundred percent!"

"Hey, okay, prove it to me." Eugenie happily put down Dudu and picked up the wand.