Hogwarts founder returns to campus

I don't know what happened, but Salazar didn't wait for the Hogwarts teacher until a quarter past nine.

There was one more person in the bar, but they were tightly wrapped up, sitting in the corner with a glass of sherry.

Another 10 minutes passed, and the door of the Leaky Cauldron was pushed open again, but what came in was a somewhat stooped wizard wearing a patched robe.

Under the dim light, you can see that there are two thick dark circles hanging on the stubbled face, and there is a stream of muddy snot under the nose.

"Hancock! You're here again!" The wizard in the corner sneered, as if he was familiar with the new wizard.

"I've been hungry for three days, and I haven't drank a drop of water from noon yesterday to this morning!" The wizard named Hancock said in a hoarse voice.

"Why bother? Gump's old court wine... no one can finish a pint!" said the wizard in the corner with joy in his voice.

"I'm ready!" Hancock yelled suddenly, not knowing whether he was cheering himself up or responding to the wizard in the corner.

Then he coughed and held out a finger to Tom.

Tom understood, and took out a large wine glass from under the bar, then bent down and took out a large wine bottle.

The wine bottle was obviously old, it was a piece of yellow, and the logo on it could not be seen, and a very strong and indescribable old smell exuded.

"Hurry up, Tom! I feel like my sherry is going to go bad." The wizard in the corner complained.

Opening the cap of the wine bottle, there was an even more unpleasant smell, as if it was the smell of kitchen waste that had been exposed to the sun for three days in midsummer.

Tom showed a speed that was different from his old body. He quickly filled the wine glass and quickly put the bottle back in place. It seemed that Tom couldn't bear the smell.

The wine glass gave off a terrible smell, and at the same time, the bubbles were bubbling out quickly, gathering a cloudy beige foam. It didn't look like beer at all, but a deadly potion.

"Huh!" Hancock let out a deep breath, immediately picked up the wine glass, opened his mouth wide and poured the liquid into his mouth.

In less than three breaths, tears appeared in the corners of Hancock's eyes, snot flowed down his nose, and he finally put down his wine glass while vomiting.

"Failed." Tom pulled out his wand with some regrets, and cleaned up the acidic water Hancock spit out and the remaining Gump's old social wine.

"Tom, why is he drinking this?" Salazar asked curiously.

"If you can drink a pint of Gamp's aged wine, you can get a reward of 100 Galleons." The wizard in the corner explained, "This wine has been out for almost [-] years, right? Has anyone succeeded?"

"As far as I know, no..." Tom watched the wizard named Hancock leave.

Salazar chased after him, stopped in front of Hancock and asked, "Why do you need this hundred Galleons?"

Hancock's eyes were still bloodshot, and he vomited again after drinking Gump's old society wine, leaving his face as pale as a sheet of white paper.

He coughed on his face, exhaling the stench of Gamp's old company wine just now, and said, "Why should I tell you? Get out of the way!"

"If you don't want to die and want to buy a new wand, do I have a suggestion you want to hear?"

"How did you know?" Hancock's face seemed even paler, as if the last trace of blood had been drawn away, "How did you know I needed to buy a wand."

"It's embarrassing." Salazar smiled. "How much is a wand?"

Hancock didn't answer, just looked at Salazar in horror.

"Are you so poor that you can't afford seven Galleons?" Salazar continued.

There is nothing worse for a modern wizard than losing his wand.But how desperate is it to be so penniless that you can't even afford a wand.

Hancock didn't dare to look into Salazar's eyes. He lowered his head and trembled a little: "How do you know everything? What do you want to do?"

"I have a suggestion now. How about I help you complete that challenge and reward us with half points?" Salazar asked.

"You..." Hancock raised his head again, his bloodshot eyes rolled, "How are you going to help me? I can't do it... that thing smells worse than the Potion of Despair, I can't do it of……"

"You just ask Tom to give you an apple and you squeeze a little juice into the glass, and I don't think he'll mind," Salazar said.

A few minutes later, Hancock returned to the bar. Although his face was a bit reluctant, he still walked towards Tom and said, "I want to challenge again!"

Tom obviously couldn't believe it. He looked at the down-and-out wizard with bloodshot eyes and said, "You only get one chance a day, Hancock."

Hancock was obviously hesitating, and the corner of his mouth seemed to be bitten to bleed. He finally slapped the table and said, "I will pay! If I fail, I will pay!"

"Can you really afford to pay?" Tom looked at the patched robes, and decided to scare him at last: "If you can't drink and you have credit, you might go to Azkaban, you know... …those dementors…”

Hancock shuddered, but Tom felt as if something more terrifying was driving him, and the down-and-out wizard waved him and said, "Go to the bar!"

"As you wish." Tom shrugged, took out the glass again and filled it with Gamp's vintage wine, and pushed it in front of Hancock.

"Can I have an apple? I want to squeeze a little into it," Hancock begged.

Tom nodded, took out an apple, and used his wand to transfer the juice inside to the wine glass.

Some people have tried adding various seasonings to neutralize the taste of Gamp's aged social wine, but how can it be so easy?

It's difficult to drink a pint of wine in one sitting, let alone this is Gump's aged social wine.

Its smell is so strong and its taste so disgusting that it is impossible to dilute this glass of wine to a barrel.

Of course, either use the conversion spell, which can convert apple juice and Gamp's aged wine...

Tom knew everything about the wizard in front of him. Hancock was a former employee of the Magic Joke Store. A week ago, he accidentally ignited the fireworks in the warehouse. Not only did he blow up his wand, but he also paid a large fine.

If Hancock were a powerful wizard who could cast spells without a wand, he wouldn't be so downcast that he would challenge Gump's aged drinking wine to his death.

Just thinking about it, the sound of "ton, ton, ton" sounded in Tom's ear, and he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him:

Hancock seemed to be a different person, and the old Gump wine in front of him was disappearing at a breakneck speed.In less than ten seconds, this challenge, which no one has completed in a hundred years, was completed in such a haste...