This Hogwarts isn't normal.

At the end of the quiet Diagon Alley, there was a noise of pens writing frantically.

Rita looked extremely excited, as if she had drunk a pot of perfect euphoria that Snape had just brewed.

Her eyes were full of enthusiasm, and she was looking forward to how Vincent would face this silent scene.

"The Public Enemy of Alchemy!\

,""The Man Who Subverted the Magic World!"

"Vincent Wayne's Ambition!"...

Countless titles that needed to be capitalized and bolded popped up in her mind one after another.

When her expectations reached their peak, Vincent, who had been silent for more than a minute, pulled out his wand and raised it high.

The tip of the wand pointed to the top of the pyramid of the alchemy shop, which opened to the left and right like a door.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like only a few seconds had passed. Vincent lowered the wand in his hand,

"I declare that the alchemy shop under Wayne Enterprises is officially open!"

In the opened pyramid, countless fireworks jumped into the sky and exploded.

Ornaments, furniture, tools, clothing...

Can all these common items be made into alchemical products?

Rita's photographer Bo Zuo frantically pressed the shutter to record the backs of the guests.

Some of them were clapping, while others remained silent.

But soon, whether they were sincere or not, they all gave warm applause.

Khafra, who was in a complicated mood, worked the hardest, and even the back of his hand turned red.

The other members of the Alchemy Association were similar, but not as excited as him.

Fudge, who was smiling and applauding, and a group of officials were also in a complicated mood.

Regardless of whether the alchemy factory is real or not, Knockturn Alley will become the most eye-catching place in the entire British wizarding world at this moment.

It can be predicted that when the news here is released, it will attract the attention of countless wizards.

The arrest of Sirius needs to be postponed. The focus of the Ministry of Magic now is Knockturn Alley, the alchemy shop under Wayne Enterprises.

Although there are only a few partners who are really happy, they firmly believe that Vincent can solve all the problems.

Especially Restman and Dwine.

Nicol Flamel's name is already important enough, what about Gellert Grindelwald?

How can you lose with such a big start!

It's just the International Alchemy Association, not the International Confederation of Wizards.

Calm, it's just a small scene.

Jingu Toshihiko didn't know where their confidence came from, but he was also relieved because of what happened last Christmas.

He took a group of children to hide from the Japanese Ministry of Magic, and even negotiated with the iron-faced Minister Takuma Ashiya.

Although the content is unknown, one thing cannot be denied.

Not far away, Vincent, who was smiling, was very scheming and might not lose to the old antiques in the International Alchemy Association.

The applause did not last long and soon subsided.

Vincent raised his hand sideways at about the same time, "Whether what I said is true, please come in and see it with me."

He stepped one foot on the invisible magic stairs.

Everyone present was a well-known wizard who had seen a lot, and no one was worried about falling down suddenly.

Or maybe it's because there's no extra thought, who knows?

But there are always exceptions.

Dumbledore, who was following Fudge, muttered to himself:

"There are dangerous places in the school, should we learn from this method..."

His expression was as tangled as everyone else's, but he looked relaxed and not as nervous as them.

Inside the pyramid tip that opened on both sides, there was a particularly spacious platinum corridor with picture frames hanging on both sides of the wall.

Khafra, who was walking side by side with Fudge, paused and carefully looked at the small parts in the picture frame in front of him.

If he guessed correctly, these parts should be able to be combined into a complete alchemical product.

Came to the next picture frame, and then the next one...

The representatives of the Alchemy Association who were traveling with him stopped in front of each picture frame and looked at it carefully.

They can make better and more exquisite works, but they still dare not underestimate these alchemical products.

Rough means low cost, and low functionality means low price.

The platinum corridor is not long, and they fell behind.

Vincent and the others stopped in front of a metal door engraved with exquisite patterns, patiently waiting for their arrival.

The International Alchemy Association can make such a move, obviously the alchemical products are worth it.

The expressions on the faces of Fudge and other Ministry of Magic officials became more complicated.

Emotionally speaking, it is certainly a gratifying thing for the British magic world to have such an excellent little wizard as Vincent.

But he is too excellent, so excellent that he can almost subvert the old alchemy system.

In the eyes of ordinary wizards, alchemists are full of mystery, and they can only be flattered and not offended.

Although there are no privileges, the magic government will generally give some preferential treatment.

Although it is not special.

Once such a group is subverted, it is conceivable that there will be a turmoil.

The difference is nothing more than size.

Khafra and the representatives of the Alchemy Association finally finished watching.

They looked stern and silent.

Vincent did not care about their performance and gently pushed open the metal door leading to the next floor.

After a marble staircase, there is a showroom with a particularly strong visual contrast.

Black walls, white chandeliers.

Mayin Yami, who was dressed in the same suit as Cecilia, had a bright smile on her face and led Fanni, Xila, and Benhong to bow politely.

"Welcome to the alchemy store under Wayne Enterprises. We are the shopping guides in the store. If you have any questions, feel free to come to us."

The etiquette was very good, but few people cared about this.

Their eyes were already attracted by the alchemy products displayed in the glass display cabinet.

Dumbledore, with a faint smile on his face, took the lead to walk to the nearest display cabinet.

Mayin Yami stood respectfully at the side and briefly introduced this watch that didn't look special to him:

"Professor Dumbledore, this watch is made of memory metal and has more than ten practical forms..."

She took out the watch from the display cabinet.

"Oh, I can do it myself." Dumbledore put it on his right hand, pressed the crown according to the method she just said, and then turned it counterclockwise a small grid.

Like boiling water, the whole watch quickly covered his palm.

"Mr. Dumbledore, you can put your left hand on it too."

His left hand gently touched the glove that was about to be formed, and the memory metal boiled again.

With both hands apart, a pair of metal gloves was formed.

Silky, smooth, without any jerky feeling.

Mayin Yami introduced in detail: "Although the memory alloy does not have the high magic resistance of dragon skin, it can meet the needs of most wizards as a protective glove..."

High temperature resistance, corrosion resistance, and self-repair function.

Dumbledore nodded and smiled, "There are so many forms left, the price of this watch must be high, right?"

Khafra and several people from the Alchemy Association took a deep breath, as if they were preparing themselves mentally.

Not to mention them, most of the people present were the same.

"Its price is 49 Galleons." After Mayin Yami finished speaking, the entire exhibition hall instantly fell into a dead silence.

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