Chapter 266: Make magic potion (modified)

Benny brought the latest "Daily Prophet".
Allen spread out the newspaper casually, and a piece of news instantly attracted his attention.
Front page headlines-famous football star was arrested today for murder in a gambling debt dispute.
Kane Rooney, who played for the Abobi Arrows, owed the victim Valdy Best a gambling debt of approximately 800,000 Jin Jialong for participating in illegal gambling.
Because of the huge amount, Kane was unable to repay it.
When Vardy Best came to collect debts, the two had a speech dispute.
In anger, Kane Rooney cast an unforgivable curse and killed Vardy Best.
Until today, Kane Rooney, who had absconded, was captured by the Auror.
This newspaper will continue to pay attention to the progress of subsequent hearings.
--Rita Skeeter
Two photos are attached below the news, one of which is Kane riding on a firebolt, waving his arms and looking high-spirited.
The other is the appearance of him being detained in jail. The rickety Kane has a dull look, and has long lost his original style.
"Oh, if Kane doesn't have an accident, he will definitely join the national team." Owen sitting next to Allen also noticed the news.
"Next year will be the Quidditch World Cup. With Kane's strength, he can become a seeker for the national team." Irving said regretfully.
"Without Kane, I'm afraid Geraldine will have a headache!" Owen took over the newspaper in Allen's hands, "It would be nice if he can be punished after the game."
"Without him, I am afraid it will be difficult to qualify for England this year." Owen took a sip of hot porridge and shook his head.
Geraldine's name sounded a little familiar, and Alan's expression moved.
Isn't this the person who entered the Quidditch arena with Dumbledore and judged the fairness of the game?
Allen couldn’t help but began to wonder:
Then he came to Hogwarts to look for someone who might replace him in the future, perhaps because he discovered that Kane was in a wrong training state? But he obviously didn’t expect things to change like this. So fast..."
"No matter what, next time you play against Hufflepuff, you must definitely show your strength." Allen secretly made up his mind.
"The Auror who can arrest Kane must be very powerful. As far as I know, Kane is a powerful wizard." Owen admired.
Allen found that Albert's ears were red, and he hurriedly lowered his head, swallowing his oatmeal. But Alan still saw the slight smile on his lips and eyes.
Thinking about what he saw in the morning, Allen knew that Kane might have been arrested by his elder brother, Albert.
After the meal, Owen gave Alan a surprise.
Allen had found all the medicinal materials on the list yesterday.
"Actually, I only used some contacts." Owen's expression was a little triumphant. With enough financial support, he felt that he could go further in the ministry-the taste of power, just lightly touch it. As a Slytherin Academy, he can no longer get rid of its charm.
For the rest of the vacation, Alan stayed in that hidden treasure room as soon as he was free—he needed a quiet place to make magic potions.
Two crucibles were set up, the door of the secret room was closed, and all the necessary utensils and medicinal materials were arranged in order. Allen closed his eyes for a long time before slowly opening his eyes.
His mood at this time was very calm, and he methodically placed the medicinal materials in the hot crucible according to the formula he had obtained.
One crucible has a lot of medicinal materials, while the other has very few medicinal materials. Even for the extremely cherished medicinal materials, Allen didn't hesitate to deal with it.
The heavy crucible is processed in accordance with the standard recipe, while the other small pot is based on the system's detection of his body, and according to his physique, Allen has fine-tuned the formula to make it more suitable for him. Allen can get more optimized potions.
In the thick mist, Alan stared at the potion brewed in the cauldron unblinkingly, not letting go of every subtle change-only during the necessary rest time would the house elf Maggie take care of it. fire.
Time passed slowly, but Alan, who was immersed in the boiled medicine, was ignorant, and his world seemed to be left with the two pots of medicine in front of him, only this slowly rotating attractive liquid.
Finally, the potion stopped spinning, and Allen let out a sigh of relief.
The magic potion was finally completed-and fortunately it was not a potion that needed to be boiled for half a year, or Ellen would not be able to finish it independently.
Although the portion is small, it is enough to benefit Allen and Owen's family.
Allen waited patiently for the potion to cool down.
After a long while, the potion placed in the cauldron stood still, slowly changing from light blue to dark blue at a speed visible to the naked eye. The outdoor sunlight penetrated the invisible wall and hit the pot. On the dark blue potion, the cooled potion shimmered like jelly.
Allen couldn't help but stretched out his finger and touched the potion lightly—it felt cold to the touch now, and felt thicker and firmer than jelly.
Allen carefully put the medicine into the special medicine tank evenly. UU Read www. udkanshu.com is a large crucible with a total of nine cans. It's a small one, only one can.
Then, he put his pot of medicine on the table, and the rest of the medicine was stored.
"Let me see, are you really that magical?" Allen murmured. He touched a switch on the wall, and the entire secret room immediately became airtight and completely dark.
Only a bright, blue arc of light came out of the jar.
"This light shows that the quality is first-rate, but the flaw is—" Allen couldn't help pinching his nose. "This smell is really unpleasant, like the pungent smell of a pile of mothballs. the taste of."
Allen put the pot of his own medicine into the storage space.
Now, what appeared in front of Allen were vacant Mithril boxes. These boxes were empty like big open mouths.
Allen then drew out his wand--thinking that he had already obtained the alchemy manual of the ancient alchemist Jeber, so he could make a unique and growable wand.
But suffering from insufficient materials in his hands, he has not been able to act.
Now, with these more than enough Mithril, Allen decided to use a small part of it to build a Mithril wand for himself.
Allen used his wooden wand to ignite the fire, and in the jumping flames, the mithril boxes floated in by themselves.
The box was melted and deformed by the hot flame, and slowly melted into a liquid, slowly flowing in the fire.
Allen guided them to slowly condense into the shape of a magic wand, about the length from Allen's wrist to elbow.
Then, Allen stimulated magic power and used a wooden wand to carve a rather complicated ancient rune on the surface of the Mithril wand.