Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 67 Is Xi Ke?Not Gallon?

"Unfamiliar brands, complex products, and effects that no one has tried. Are you worried about these?"

"But in my opinion, they're called exotic, rich choices, novel experiences."

William also explained to Penello in this way.

Having experienced the baptism of online celebrity products in his previous life, William is still full of bad water, waiting to go to Huo Huo, a group of wizards who lived in the 18th century!
Olivia is a witch living in Dorset.

She is a hard-working Hufflepuff who entered the Ministry of Magic after graduating from Hogwarts ten years ago-of course, it is not the kind of Auror that needs to go through three years of training and selection, and she may lose it at any time. The work of life.

She is just an ordinary clerk.

It's a decent job.

After working for two years, she married a wizard named Hugh Shuler, her senior at Hogwarts, a brave Gryffindor.They live in the countryside of Dorset. Although money is always not very rich, as wizards, they don't have much needs.

As long as you save, you can save money to buy a new book by Gilderoy Lockhart, and you can also listen to wizard radio and watch Quidditch games to relieve boredom.

Olivia thought her life would continue like this, having a few children, sending them to Hogwarts, watching them graduate, work, and get married.

until
"Nymphs? Be beautiful? Beauty potions?"

Olivia quickly scanned the weekly magazine "Sweetheart Beauty" she subscribed to. She has always liked the love stories on it, but suddenly there was such a seemingly real "experience sharing" that attracted her attention.

"That's great, but it must be expensive."

Olivia thought so.

She had seen potions that could have whitening and anti-aging effects in Mrs. Primpinell's beauty potion shop in Diagon Alley.Although the effect shown at that time was very good, it had to be brewed by a special potion master, the output was limited, and it was very expensive.

Olivia turned the article to the end.

Here is a small print.

"Your lottery number is: 0195174. Please complete the questionnaire at the end of the magazine and mail it back to the editorial office through owl. Then you will have the opportunity to participate in the lottery and receive a lucky gift package."

She turned to the end and found that there was indeed a questionnaire here, but the questions were all innocuous, such as what flowers she likes, whether she usually uses beauty potions, and so on.

"Those things need one or two jars of Gold Galleons. I heard that they can't be kept for a long time. Only those families with pure blood can afford it."

Olivia thought about it, but she still finished answering the questionnaire by mistake, and asked the owl at home to deliver the letter.

A few days later, she received a letter back.

"Dear Mrs. Shuler,

Congratulations on becoming a lucky reader of "Sweetheart Beauty" magazine. Nymph invites you to attend the opening ceremony of the first experience store in the UK, and there will be a beautiful gift at that time. "

Below are the opening locations and times.

"Hogsmeade? I haven't been there for a long time."

Olivia thought with some nostalgia.

The last time she went to Hogsmeade was when she was a student at Hogwarts. If she needed to do some shopping, she would choose Diagon Alley—there were more shops and a wider variety of goods.

"It's not bad to go back and have a look once in a while."

Olivia took note of the time carefully.

But what she didn't know was that the serial number on each "Sweetheart Beauty" was actually "0195174", and as long as a witch completed the questionnaire, she would definitely receive an invitation—William had prepared hundreds of such letters. share!
Thanks to the printing shop in the world of ordinary people, thanks to the outrageous mode of transportation in the wizarding world, and even more thanks to the kind bosses of the cosmetics foundry.

In order to accept the order, they voluntarily quoted a very exaggerated price, so low that William even suspected that this might actually be their cost price.

And maybe an oversight.
"Sweetheart Beauty", and another magazine "Love Potion", the opening time of these two magazines was an hour earlier than the opening time written by William in other magazines, but it was later than the official opening time set by William. Half an hour late.

then
"For Merlin's sake, William, have you recruited all the witches in England?!"

Together with William, Penello, who was waiting for the opening in the rest area on the second floor, said in surprise—she watched the queue at the door getting longer and longer, and the house elf Lalo was running back and forth to explain and apologize , and give each wizard in line a sample of the last perfume.

If the witch is accompanied by a wizard, there is an additional gift, which is a moisturizing cream, which only adds a very small amount, about one-thousandth of the love potion.

Lalo handed the witches exquisite paper bags one by one. After they opened them, they looked at the beautiful glass bottles inside, which contained a light pink liquid that shimmered like starlight.As long as 0.5% of the improved version of the love agent is added to the perfume, the ordinary perfume can be improved to the level of a magic potion.

"Where does this go?"

William nodded in satisfaction.

He was actually a little worried about the time concept of these wizards, so he specially added a sentence in the letter, "Gifts are limited, first come, first served". .

"Let them in. Fifty at a time.

The same goes for the fireplace, but wait for the witches who lined up outside to come in before letting them in. "

He told the house-elf beside him that the house-elf's name was "Oak Stopper," and William had no idea how his mother had come up with the name.

"Yes, Mr. Buffalo."

Cork nodded.

He disappeared.

Soon, the first batch of wizards walked into Nymph's first experience store excitedly. They saw a sign on the reception desk directly in front of them that read "Elegance, yes A choice for witches".

Signed "Gideroy Lockhart".

William didn't even pay the endorsement fee. When the idiot heard that someone invited him to write and many witches would see him, he simply agreed. William would bet that if he added more money, maybe Lockhart would Willing to soak himself in formalin and be made into a wax figure in the shop.

Olivia and her husband were lucky to be among the first 50 people, and she heard a witch complaining behind her, but the house-elf promised her a coupon:

"Today's shopping is [-]% off, and the consumption in the rest area is free after that, only for those of you who come early."

"Anyway, I'm just here to pick up gifts."

Olivia thought.

She couldn't afford beauty potions.

"Hi Ma'am, my name is Cork and it's a pleasure to be of your service."

The house elf in a tuxedo said respectfully that it was the first time she had seen a house elf dressed like this, Olivia took out the letter, "I received this letter, saying that I can come here to get a a gift."

"Of course, please come here."

Cork nodded happily.

He led Olivia to the counter on one side, and opened a thick product booklet on it, "Please choose any product you like. In addition, as our special guest, what you bought today Get half price on one of the highest priced items."

Olivia saw the product brochure.

She looked carefully.

"The price you mentioned is Xike? Not Galleon?"

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