Chapter 29: Elixir and part-time job

　　 Malfoy Manor, in a secret basement, an eleven-two-year-old boy was holding a crucible. He held his breath and dared not relax. The four corner tables are filled with unknown materials, as well as various utensils. The potions in the crucible are bubbling with bubbles, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.
　　 Suddenly, the boiling of the bubbles stopped, and the potion changed from a faint golden color to a complete golden color. Malfoy knew that he had done it.
　　He is brewing a healing agent, this is his first success after many failures.
The conditions in Hogsmeade’s basement are too shabby, and the psychic agent can be regarded as one of the most environmentally demanding medicaments. Sometimes a grain of dust may be enough for people to give up their merits. In the simple and dusty basement Under the conditions, this problem will be magnified unrestrictedly; and Malfoy near Hogwarts cannot be fully invested in it. He may be distracted, thinking if someone will go to bed, in short, he cannot concentrate; even Because the medicinal properties of some materials are not sufficient, after all, Hogwarts is a wizard school, not an herbal medicine store. Sometimes for the safety of students, some herbs with weak medicinal properties need to be found specially. This part of the objective reason eventually led to him The previous failure.
　　But now it is different. Malfoy has Lucius's professional laboratory for studying black magic, as well as rare materials purchased at a high price, and perhaps some experience gained from previous failures.
　　 And add one more important point.
　　 Malfoy looked at the most conspicuous bottle on the table. The liquid in that bottle had been used for more than half of his time, and there was a slight pain on his face. This was the dragon blood he had blackmailed last time.
Dragons, as creatures in various legends, are a symbol of power. There is even a more exaggerated legend that even after bathing in the blood of dragons, they can be immortal, but it seems that the dragons in this world are not so scary, otherwise Voldemort does not have to do anything Horcrux, just kill a dragon and take a bath.
　　 Although the dragon in this world is not as powerful as people think, its blood still occupies a pivotal position in alchemy or potions. In addition to Dumbledore's "Twelve Uses of Dragon Blood", there are even more rare books that read: "Dragon blood can increase the success rate of boiling spirits and speed up the time of finished products, which contains Powerful vitality and magic can play a huge role in the cure of the potion."
"This is a life-saving thing." While thinking, Malfoy slowly poured the boiled spirits from the crucible into a small bottle without letting it drop a drop, and then sealed it perfectly with a stopper. And put it in his pocket.
"Luck is also a part of strength." Although this sentence is somewhat biased, it does have some truth. "Everywhere in the world is the same force, and it is not free to transport heroes." There are always some people, a class of people fall into fate. Under their malicious intent.
The magical agent is not a panacea. When ordinary people face Voldemort, it is estimated that it is impossible to escape by drinking a hundred bottles. However, if the real heyday of Dumbledore and Voldemort duel, Dumbledore came before the game. In a sip, it's really hard to say. Old Deng, who was able to suppress Voldemort, has the lucky bonus, maybe he can really have unexpected gains.
　　 "So it's still up to you to see your basic attributes." Malfoy kept a calm enough judgment on this bottle of potions. Only the stronger he was, the greater the effect of the healing agent.
　　As for side effects? That's a question that people who think of as drinking water need to consider it. Malfoy originally just regarded this as a necessary means, and naturally would not abuse it.
　　 "Holiday is over halfway." Malfoy estimated the time and came to this conclusion. He hasn’t been out this holiday, and has been staying at home. In addition to the problem of spirits, he is still maintaining his progress in learning new knowledge. It is worth mentioning that the quality of dragon blood seems to be good, which is extremely long. The time was beyond his expectation.
"It's time to contact Pansy. After all, the holiday task was completed ahead of time." He thought to himself that he had sorted out the messy utensils and walked out of the basement, preparing to return to the room to write a letter to Pansy. But he found that there was an extra letter on the table in his room. He opened the envelope and read it.
　　Pansi wrote in the letter that she had already traveled to France with her parents to travel. Here are some excerpts from the letter.
"I didn’t send a letter to me for dozens of days, so I decided to abandon you. I think the scenery in France must be very good. Maybe there are many beautiful girls, but you can’t see them, of course, to pity you. I should bring you a gift or two back, and you'll appreciate me." She also drew a grimace symbol next to her. Malfoy could imagine how Pansy looked when he wrote the letter.
"So now I am a lonely man?" Malfoy taunted himself silently. Apart from teachers and students, not everyone can get the summer vacation treatment. Narcissa and Lucius have their own jobs, except In addition to the servant housekeeper in the manor, in a sense he is indeed an orphan.
　　 "Then that plan can be made in advance, always try to find out." Malfoy pulled out a yellowed paper from under the table. The handwriting on it was densely packed, and it was somewhat twisted to be unrecognizable. It should be the author's intention. He then put a tick and a circle after the two lines of writing, which represents one of the completed and the next plan to be completed.
"All evil capitalists should feel the life of the proletariat, and it is necessary to receive the re-education of the poor middle peasants." Malfoy began to tease himself again, and then he read a book in his bedroom and looked up at the window. At that time, it was found that the sky had gradually darkened. The sunset under the west plated the scenery outside the window with a touch of gold. He even saw several huge owls fluttering toward the main house with flapping wings. "Goo".
　　 It was time for dinner, and the family enjoyed an ordinary dinner around the table.
　　 "Baby, why do you always have some weird ideas?" Narcissa at the table shook her head, not quite understanding what Malfoy had said before.
"My child, if you want, I can even arrange for you to visit the Ministry of Magic, but the piles of goblins in Gu Ling Pavilion are not good at dealing with." Lucius also said his suggestion while taking a cup of strong tea. A small sip is also difficult to understand the son's ideas.
　　 "I think it's necessary for me to exercise myself. If I go to the Ministry of Magic, it's all your father and your acquaintances. What's the point of my exercise?" Malfoy began to whisper. In short, how did it make sense?
Lucius' brow furrowed tightly on his pale face, and said, "Okay, but I'm also not familiar with those fairies. I'll take you to Diagon Alley tomorrow. If it doesn't work, I'll go home or I will Just go and see the Ministry of Magic together."
　　 "The baby in our family is so good." It seems that he was moved by the words of his son. Narcissa took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the wet corners of the eyes.
　　 Subsequent dinner Lucius explained to Malfoy some notes about dealing with goblins. Several goblin rebellions in history explained that the relationship between wizards and goblins is not very good.
　　 Early the next morning, the two of Malfoy and Son reached Diagon Alley through the flyway net.
Walking slowly on the cobbled long street, Malfoy felt the long-lost hustle and popularity, and some wizards solicited customers, although the things in their stalls were fake at first glance. For example, it is difficult to imagine You can buy a phoenix egg here, and even that egg has a broken mouth. Some wizards were blushing and even raising their wands for the bargaining of a few Copper Nuts.
When passing the Slug & Giggs pharmacy, the father and son both covered their noses, not only in the pharmacy, but also in front of the door can smell a mixed smell of rotten vegetables and rotten eggs .
Some shops are deserted, and there are only a few brooms outside, which are covered with dust. This is the Lijian Bookstore. There are only a few customers in the bookstore flipping the books on the table, even the store manager. They are also a little absent-minded with the staff. Of course, in a few days they will be too busy to touch the ground, perhaps because the school is approaching, and of course more likely because of the signing of a peacock man.
　　 walked for another time, a tall white building appeared in front of the two.
"Child, although you are here to exercise, our Malfoy family can't do that kind of low-level drudgery, if you are going to do the job of guarding the warehouse, I think we can go back now." In front of the gate Lucius said so.
　　 "Of course, my father. In addition, even if I want to guard the group of goblins in the warehouse, I should not let it go. Do you think my father has played a dragon?" Malfoy answered his question.
　　 "I think so." Lucius nodded, a satisfied smile on his pale face.
　　Then they stepped on the marble steps of the bank and walked towards a gleaming bronze gate. At the door stood a guard of fairies wearing scarlet and gold uniforms, bowing to them as they entered.
　　 They went through the second door again. The door was silver. I don’t know whether it was silver-plated or the material itself. The text was engraved on it:
　　 Please come in, stranger, but you have to be careful,
　　 What is the end of greed?
　　 blindly request, get nothing for nothing,
　　 will definitely be punished the most severely,
　　 So if you want to take it from our underground vault,
　　 a piece of wealth that never belonged to you,
　　Thief, you have been warned,
　　Beware of attracting not treasures, but bad rewards.
Through this warning gate, the father and son came to a spacious marble hall. About a hundred fairies sat behind the long counter and registered on the large ledger. Some used scales to call coins, some used eyepieces. Detect gems.
A goblin came next to the father and son. He had a bright head, long nose and pointed ears. He said in a pointed voice: "Lucius, I haven't seen you for a long time. The idea of ​​your little guy is really Strange, actually thought of coming to this job."
　　 "This doesn't need you to worry about." Lucius's voice fell deep.
"So what can you help us do? The Gu Ling Ge does not accept useless people, UU reads www.uukanshu.com, although I have a good relationship with your father." The goblin stared at Malfoy, then added: " I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Grip. You can call me Mr. Grip." He said that he sorted out his collar as if it could make him more elegant.
　　 Malfoy memorized two poems at that time, oh no, it was a ninety-nine multiplication table.
　　 "This is just to prove that your computing ability is good, but our employees can spend more time to still be able to do it." Pull the ring as much as possible so that he does not appear to be shocked, forcibly picky.
Malfoy walked over to a goblin who was keeping accounts and glanced at the account book. "On the fifth line of this page, the last data seems to be a decimal point, Mr. Goblin." The goblin helped. He quickly looked at the place where Malfoy said, and then added a little with a quill pen, writing while looking around to avoid people around him from seeing.
　　 For a former finance student, the shabby bookkeeping method of the wizarding world was really flawed in his eyes.
　　 "Lucius, your son is really good, aren't the wizards a group of people who lack logic? It seems that your son is an exception." Lahuan praised, apparently having recognized Malfoy's ability.
　　 "Of course." Lucius' tone was full of pride.
"Next, please let me express welcome to our new employee, Mr. Draco, you should spend a substantial holiday here." Grip stretched out his hand, Malfoy had to bend down to hold with him Get started.
　　Somebody's working life started like this.
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