Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

Harry's figure quickly reappeared.

She filled part of the potion into the vial, then sat down, quietly waiting for the others to finish the game.

The second round of the competition is not over yet, and the champion will be born after this competition, so the contestants who have finished brewing the potion cannot leave the field halfway.

The referees' eyes were filled with anticipation, and they were obviously very eager to study Harry's potion.

However, considering that this may cause mental pressure to other players and affect the result, they are still sitting safely on the referee's seat.

Only one referee went down, brought up the bottle of potion, and passed it on, so that everyone could appreciate it.

At this time, the slowest player just walked out of the magic garden.

The Castro Busche player from Brazil was full of confidence. After all, he had found a lot of hard-to-find materials and was going to brew some Brazilian-specific potions.

Then he saw Harry sitting on the seat with his eyes closed and resting, with the prepared potion in front of him.

The contestant was stunned, and subconsciously slapped himself.

I just found all the ingredients, why did someone already boil the potion?

is this fair Is this reasonable? Is there still humanity in this world? Is this genius?

With grief and indignation, he quickly returned to his position. After all, if you don't start again, you may not have enough time.

However, his expression was occasionally in a trance, obviously he was hit. As for whether this pot of potion can be brewed successfully, it is doubtful.

With the passage of time, pots of potions were freshly baked, and steam of various colors converged in the square.

As the sun was setting, President Hector blew his magic whistle: It's time!

Players are asked to extinguish the flame at the bottom of the crucible, and then stop all actions in their hands.

If there are still abnormal behaviors, we will deduct points according to the situation, and serious cases will be deemed as cheating.

No contestant dared to ignore President Hector's warning, and they all stopped their movements.

The referees quickly left their seats, but they didn't disperse to score like in the first game, but gathered in front of Halle's cauldron.

It's amazing! An old lady pointed her wand at the remaining liquid in the pot where the phantom grass was soaked, and kept sighing,

I actually came up with this method to circumvent the flaws that the Phantom Grass contains too little magic power and is unstable in nature!

I remember Grillo was stuck at this point.

Yes, Alifia, the old man next to him said,

Master Grillo would probably be very happy to know that the method he proved wrong can be realized.

Harley had already silently stepped aside, giving up the territory to the referees.

At this time, she was thinking in her mind, and when she returned home, she would write a paper on her improvement method of the phantom potion and submit it to Master of Potions.

At that time, I will authorize the patent of the medicine to the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists, and the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists will naturally collect patent fees for me.

They are not going to offend the potential new star of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry just because of the patent of a potion.

Professor Slughorn had already planned this plan for Harry.

Although I don't know why the Extraordinary Pharmacists Association can still receive patent fees after the formula is made public.

But since Professor Slughorn was sure, Harry didn't ask any more questions.

After all, there is specialization in the art industry, which is not Harley's forte.

The masters finally restrained their inner excitement and began to go to other players to review the results.

Before leaving, President Hector patted Harry on the shoulder: Son, after the game is over, I think we can talk about illusion potions again.

At this point, the other players were stunned.

who I am? where am I? what am i doing

Why didn't the referees even look at me, but surrounded that Harry Potter?

What is the power of her potion? Does this mean I'm doomed?

It wasn't until the referee came up to them that they came back to their senses, no longer thinking about what Harry had done, but respectfully wanted to introduce their potion to the referee.

But the referees are well-informed, so why do they need player introductions? They can even say that they know the potion in front of them better than the contestants.

Moreover, the potions chosen by the players in front of them were nothing new, they were basically the potions that their seniors had made many times.

Only the potion brewed by Furong barely managed to get into the eyes of potion masters. What she brewed was a weakened version of a quick-acting vitality tonic.

This is a unique skill taught by Mr. Delacour to Furong. It is said that Furong's grandfather who married Veela spent a lot of time to transform the potion.

(There is a bug here, grandma and grandma are the same word in English, and the version the author read translates that the hair in the wand of hibiscus is her grandma's.

That's why the author said earlier that Veela was Furong's grandma. But in fact, according to the description in the seventh part, Fu Rong's Veela lineage should be inherited from her mother.

There should be a translation problem here, but the author is not entangled. )

General vitality tonic works well, but the effect of the medicine is too strong, and it is easy to overdo it.

However, the tonic effect of this improved version of the vitality tonic is slightly weakened, it is milder, and it takes effect faster, so it can be applied to more situations.

In this regard, potion masters also gave a high evaluation.

But compared to the illusion potion that Harley improved almost by herself, Fleur is still slightly inferior.

As for the Castro Buscher player who came out last, he seemed to have suffered a lot, so there was a problem in the brewing process, and the quality of the potion was extremely poor.

Although this kind of potion is also a relatively difficult one, he is still unable to compete for the championship.

In this round of competition, the referees did not give specific scores for each player, after all, the champion is clear at a glance.

Okay, there is no doubt that our champion has been born! President Hector returned to the referee's seat and said loudly,

Congratulations to Ms. Harry Potter for being the champion of this year's Magic School Potions Championship!

There was warm applause from the audience, and Professor Slughorn threw up his wizard hat, as if he had won the victory himself.

But the professors at Hogwarts were only happy with him.

Both Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape left early two days ago, and now the leading professor at Hogwarts is Professor Slughorn.

Although the applause of many wizards is not so heartfelt, especially the contestants and professors of most magic schools are not very happy.

But they were also unwilling to lose face to Hogwarts for such a trivial matter. After all, everyone basically has a champion, and one defeat does not mean eternal failure.

And most people think that they are not particularly unlucky, at least they are much better than the two unlucky players of Vagadu who was attacked by someone and Kodos Torrez.

The Waggadu contestants originally wanted to make trouble, but they were directly suppressed by their principal.

Are you kidding, don't you know what kind of virtue you have? Originally, the butt was not clean, so it would be nice if the organizer didn't favor others, and you still want to find trouble?

Potions masters are really vegetarians!

Everyone below has their own thoughts, but on the stage, under the eyes of everyone, Harley walked up to the awards show that has just been conjured up.

President Hector personally handed the golden cauldron, which symbolizes the championship, to Harry's hand, and sent his blessing.

Harry held the golden cauldron high, with a bright smile on his face.

Looking at her young face, many people thought of the description in the information: Harry Potter was only thirteen years old at the end of July this year.

I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune to live in the same era as such a genius. Someone whispered, with a bitter expression on his face.

Perhaps the birth of a genius can solve countless problems and make the field of potions take an epic step forward.

But for others in her batch, it was a devastating disaster.

But this is a helpless thing, who let them be born at the wrong time, and be in the same era as the genius?

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(Thanks to Nine-Tailed Yanhu for the reward!)