Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

When choosing a book, Ginny was still a little reluctant to let go, but she was approached by Alvin who had a purpose.

Alvin raised his hand and took Ginny's cauldron, and softly advised the little girl not to save money for Malfoy. Thinking of his usual impression of Malfoy, plus the look of his father being deflated just now~

Ginny thought for a while, finally listened to the advice, and decided to spend Malfoy's money well.

Seeing that the little girl was on the road, Alvin asked Hermione to accompany Ginny to get the book. He used the excuse to take a look at Draco and left with Ginny's cauldron.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to him, Alvin stuffed the diary into his arms with extraordinary hand speed, then pretended to be nonchalant and went to find Draco and the others.

Originally, Ron didn't want to spend the Malfoy family's money. His strong self-esteem did not allow him to accept charity and pity from others. To be precise, the Weasley family seemed to be like this.

But looking at Draco's "I'm a rich guy" look, and his inability to say nice things well, and his insistent and snarky tone, Ron had the idea of ​​killing him severely.

Gemini is even more rude, how can they refuse if they can take advantage! Percy, the oldest and more mature one, just replaced the oldest books in the textbooks with new ones, leaving the rest untouched and still old books.

He also wanted to give vent to his father, but felt that it was not good to do so, so he chose a compromise method in a conflicting manner.

Regarding this, he even vowed that he would never imitate his father in the future. When he entered the Ministry of Magic, he would climb high and receive the highest salary so that his family could live a good life! Never worry about money again!

Our eldest son Draco, on the other hand, didn't think much about it. He just felt that his father won the quarrel today and generously offered to pay for them. If they didn't accept it, they would be disrespectful and disrespectful!

Can he agree? Of course not! Mr. Ma really decided to spend the money today, and Merlin couldn't stop him, Draco said so!

"Thank you, Malfoy." Harry felt that he should still say thank you on behalf of his good brother.

He knew that the Weasley family actually had very strong self-esteem, but they were also good people, so if he tried to offer financial help, they would be rejected and their self-esteem would be hurt. Ron had seen this before.

So he wanted to help them solve the difficulties in life, but he couldn't do it at all. This time, the Malfoy family helped them in this alternative way, so Harry really wanted to thank Malfoy.

"Thank you for anything. I didn't mean to help you." Draco crossed his arms over his chest and raised his iconic little chin, his face full of arrogance.

When Harry saw this, he just smiled and did not continue to speak. He felt that Draco was a bit arrogant, a bit annoying, a bit venomous, a bit cheap, a bit bad, and liked to drink too much. He likes to play tricks on others, but otherwise he's not a bad person.

It's not like Ron said that Slytherins will definitely develop in the direction of dark wizards and become so bad that they emit black smoke.

Because Lockhart was there, no one noticed the farce here. After Ivan selected the book, he walked out.

The adults of the four families didn't know what they were talking about. Anyway, they seemed quite harmonious. Of course, if you didn't look at Lucius's stern coffin face, they were indeed very harmonious.

"Okay kids, it's time for us to go back and say thank you to Uncle Malfoy." Arthur saw that his children were back and they had brought new books, so he didn't refuse anything.

People have donated generously, so he can't humiliate others by making rude actions like shouting that he doesn't want other people's dirty money.

"Thank you, Uncle Malfoy"*5

"You're welcome, go to school well, I hope you all have a good future." Lucius was very good at speaking in the scene.

"We still need to make some preparations before the start of school. Let's say goodbye first. Bye." The goal was achieved, and Alvin took the lead to say goodbye.

"Bye, see you at school."

……

After returning home, Ivan returned to his small base, took out the old diary and looked at it carefully, but at his current level, he still couldn't see anything interesting.

But the Horcrux is inherently evil. Even if he does nothing, Ivan can feel the evil aura from above.

Ivan took a can of green powder from the shelf, sprinkled a handful on the diary, then took out a small bag, sealed it and put it in his wallet, putting it away for him first until he went to school.

The Voldemort of last semester was alive, and it was easy to suffer disaster if you came into contact with him, but this diary is relatively safe. At least he will not attach itself to the back of other people's heads, and let the puppet bite you when you are unhappy.

But he can learn from this diary, as long as he is careful not to be controlled by this guy.

"Ouch~ My pot." Hearing the sound of gulu bubbling in the room, Ivan quickly got up and ran to the innermost alchemy table.

At this time, on the support frame that Ivan had built alone, a self-stirring pure gold crucible was bubbling, and the liquid inside seemed to be boiling dry.

Alvin quickly poured some of the large can of red liquid into it to stop the risk of frying the pot, and poured the rest into the top water storage tank.

This shelf has a total of four levels, which are stepped. The top is the self-stirring pure gold crucible, the bottom level is three self-stirring crucibles, the third level is a row of glass separators, and the bottom level is an extra-large crucible. .

There is a catheter on the container on each layer, which guides the liquid in the container to the next layer from top to bottom. When the bottom crucible reaches the time, all the liquid inside is pumped into a large glass jar next to it. store,

Although the catheter rack is not an alchemy device, it is an automatic device with electronic timing.

When the time is up, it is inserted into the crucible to transport the liquid to the lower layer, and then lifted up again after the time is up, thus forming an automated medicine refining equipment.

After another half day, when all the potion materials in the pot were consumed, Ivan did not continue to add materials, but turned off all the equipment and fished out a red gem from the top crucible.

Yes, you guessed it right, the Archmage in front of the screen!

This guy Ivan is refining the elixir of life! That is, the elixir of immortality! (Don’t ask about the ingredients. The author searched a lot and couldn’t find any serious ones. I’ll just rely on the brains of the masters!)

However, he did not refine the immortality potion for the purpose of immortality. He was not interested in this pseudo-immortality potion that could only extend people's lifespan but could not stop physical aging.

What interests him is the powerful life-sustaining medicinal properties of this thing. Based on this medicinal property, he seems to be able to make his own exclusive magic potion!

There are also many healing potions and life-extending potions recorded in the magic book. If you combine them, can you make a powerful potion that can revive you with full blood?

Looking at these twenty and a half five-gallon glass jars filled with red liquid, he felt that these should be enough for him to research and make. After all, this immortality potion is very powerful, and it shouldn't take much to make it.

Putting away all the more than twenty jars, Ivan walked out of his small base with the magic stone.

"Dad, are you ready? I won't have a chance when I go to school."

Alvin found his parents who were drinking coffee leisurely, and urged them anxiously.

"Okay, okay, I will take you there in the evening. It will be safer at night."

"Okay, but try to go as early as possible. I have to catch the train tomorrow."

At ten o'clock in the evening, Bartlett personally drove Alvin to the suburbs, followed by Henry and a few bodyguards, and the two cars drove towards the cabin where their family spent Christmas.

After arriving at the destination, Bartlett asked the bodyguards to wait near the house, while he took Alvin into the wooden house.

Pressing an inconspicuous switch on the wall of the bathroom of the wooden house, the wall opened to reveal a secret door, and underneath was the secret cellar of the wooden house.

There were thirty wooden pallets neatly arranged here, covered with black cloth. Ivan stepped forward and peeled off the black cloth to reveal the rectangular iron blocks piled up inside.

This is what he asked his father to prepare. He will use the magic stone to turn them into gold! Originally, he hadn't thought about doing this, but yesterday he carefully calculated the value of the materials he needed for alchemy and potions, and he suddenly lost confidence in his family's industry.

Moreover, the industry in the wizarding world is still developing, and now it is the industry in the human world that supports all his actions. For insurance reasons, he decided to make a batch of gold.

"There are thirty cubic meters of iron here. You can get this much in a short time." Balit said, pointing to the pile of iron ingots.

"That's enough, I can cope with the situation at hand." Ivan took out the magic stone and placed it on a pile of iron in front of him.

The magic stone can convert any metal into gold, and the gold converted with iron will get more gold, which is absolutely guaranteed to make money.

The density of gold is 19.3g/cm3 and the density of iron is 7.9g/cm3, so with the same mass, the volume of iron is larger.

This pile of iron has a volume of one cubic meter and weighs 7.8 tons, while one cubic meter of gold is 19.32 tons, so converting one cubic meter of iron into gold will yield more tons.

As for the issue of quality transformation, now that there is magic, does it still matter? According to the principle of the law of conservation of energy, the remaining unreasonableness will be made up by magic energy! There is already magic, so why talk about science?

"Wow! This is a treasure! Where did you get it?" Bartlett watched in shock as Alvin turned all the iron into gold.

"This is what I told you, the trophy from the BOSS fight last semester, the magic stone." Ivan raised the red gem in his hand and shook it.

"So does this belong to our family?" Bartlett was more concerned about this.

"I think it's a pity that this was lent to me and I have to return it, otherwise the most powerful old man in the wizarding world will have to trouble me." When Ivan thought that the two old men were going to destroy this thing, he A pity.

"It's a pity. It would be great if I could stay."

Bartlet also looked at the red gem with regret. With this, his family would never have to worry about money, but he also knew that even if he could keep it, if someone leaked it in the future, this thing would be The disaster of genocide!

"It's okay. Maybe I can make it myself in the future. I can't afford to offend the old man now, so we both want to put our little thoughts away first."

"Well, I'll take one and test it tomorrow to see how pure it is." Bartlett gave up on the idea of ​​a magic stone and instead took a gold bar and put it in his pocket.

The father and son left the cellar, hid everything and went home to rest.

He took a note about his research on the Philosopher's Stone, and coupled with Nicoléme's writings, there should be some hope of making one by himself in the future.

As for him being both a goldsmith and a medicine maker, would Dumbledore be unhappy if he found out~

Then who cares about you? I didn’t swear. Besides, you lent it to me. This thing only has these two uses. How else can I use it!

You, Old Deng, are already playing tricks on me, why don’t you let me play tricks on you?

Just kidding, we are not that straightforward guy~