In this Hogwarts without a savior

Chapter 449 447. Exchange
It did look like it had been abandoned for a long time, and it was obvious that at the beginning, as Lucius said, the Aurors of the British Ministry of Magic conducted a major search of this room.

Jon didn't know if Lucius had left something for him. When he conducted the first search, he had already found something here, but he was not told about it.

But what Jon is sure of is that if Adrian used this house as a hiding place for one of the gems, he must have used some means to prevent people who don't own the ring from finding the location of the stone.

This is the experience Jon gained from finding the first two gems. Even though this unknown wizard seems to have messed up gems that he doesn't use at all, these basically either It is his former laboratory or the place where he lived, and the condition for finding gems is that he must have the key of the ring.

Obviously, no one else has this condition except Jon.

Therefore, Jon didn't waste time looking for it. He directly took out the ring he was wearing around his neck, and then started to walk around the house with the ring in his hand.

His way of searching was obviously very correct. It didn't take long before he was in front of a floor near the window, and found that the ring obviously had some special reactions to this place.

Later, Jon managed to pry open the floor, but there was nothing but an empty ground underneath.

He didn't get too entangled, but insisted on digging down towards this position. After digging down about a dozen or twenty centimeters, he finally found a simple wooden box.

After cleaning up the dirt on the box, he carefully took it out of the pit. The box was not locked and could be opened directly.

And inside the box, there was a small light blue diamond-shaped gem lying impressively!
In the dark room, the liquid in the crucible was bubbling and bubbling.

Snape was standing by the cauldron, he took out a small glass bottle, and carefully poured a third of the white powder in the bottle into the cauldron.

These powders seem to have smoothed the irritable liquid in the crucible, making it no longer look like boiling, but calmed down like a pool of stagnant water.

Snape put the lid on the crucible again, and it would take more than ten minutes before the potion was finished. During this period, he needed to entertain a "guest" who came from afar.

The fireplace on the wall lit up a mass of green flames, and then a young man who looked to be no more than 30 years old walked out of the fireplace.

The place he was in before was like an extremely cold place. In such a weather that should have been early summer, he was still wearing a thick robe, a knitted hat on his head, and three or four scarves wrapped around his neck.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Britain is different after all. Hello, I should call you Mr. Snape. When we meet for the first time, you can call me Eric."

Snape saw Eric's young face, and there was no special expression in his eyes.

"Which leader of yours doesn't believe what I say in my letter?"

Eric could hear Snape's lack of trust in his age and insignificant reputation, but he still had that gentle smile on his face.

"Please don't get me wrong, the master has shown great respect for your letter for me to make a special trip out of the North Pole. Otherwise, according to the original plan, unless our plan has already achieved a major Break through, otherwise I won't go back to Europe easily."

Snape didn't show any sarcasm about his words, just asked lightly.

"So what kind of promise can you make in his place?"

Eric didn't have any extra words to explain, he just took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, and unfolded it in front of Snape.

And by the dim candlelight, Snape also saw clearly what was promised on the parchment, and the name below that still made the entire Great Magic Government terrified even now.

After showing Snape the contents of the parchment, Eric put it away again, raised his eyebrows and said.

"Now it's time to show your sincerity, Mr. Snape, my master has given you enough in return for that letter."

Snape lowered his head again and slowly lifted the lid of the cauldron, and immediately a puff of white water vapor permeated the room.

There was an inexplicable smell in this water vapor. Eric frowned when he was surrounded by this water vapor, but when he relaxed his breath, he tried to inhale it into a part of his nasal cavity. , Surprise suddenly appeared on his face, and then surprise turned into surprise!
"Your return is just an illusory promise, and what I can give you is actual things."

Snape didn't look at Eric's reaction at this time, he just stirred the transparent and colorless liquid in the crucible, and then put it into a glass bottle.

Then he casually threw the bottle of potion to Eric. Eric stretched out his hand in a hurry, because he was afraid that the bottle of potion would fall to the ground, and even forgot to use the magic.

At the same time Snape pulled out the drawer and took out a notebook from inside, and threw it to Eric as well.

"Here are the various materials needed and the detailed steps of refining. As long as the pharmacist your master finds is not a monster brain, the success rate of following the above steps is at least [-]%."

Hearing this, Eric couldn't help breaking away from the surprise, and smacked his lips.

"It's only [-]%, that's not up to the standard that can be mass-produced."

There was disdain on Snape's face, but he didn't make another sound. He didn't want to answer such an amateur question at all. For every newly developed potion, to reach the standard that can be mass-produced requires not only countless attempts And improvement, luck accounted for a large part of the proportion, how could he have the time and energy to try these now.

"I don't care what you want to do, as long as you can abide by the content of the contract, I will not reveal anything about the formula and effect of this medicine."

It was beyond Eric's expectation to have such a harvest today. He happily put the finished potion and recipe notes into the pocket of his robe, turned around and sprinkled a handful of floo into the fireplace again. Fan, before leaving here, also said the last sentence.

"The master will not break his promise, Mr. Snape, he is not like the master you used to be."

(End of this chapter)