The Extraordinary Apothecary at Hogwarts

Hagrid handed Sissy the 4 Galleons he had just received, "You divide them up, I have a headache, I really don't understand why wizards use 1 Galleon = 17 Sickles, 1 Sickles =29 Nat such a complicated conversion."

The Muggle world in the UK was not much better before. They used 1 pound = 20 shillings and 1 shilling = 12 pence. It was not until the late 20th century that the shilling was finally abolished and changed to 1 pound = 100 new pence.

Even so, there are still as many as 8 denominations of coins, and buying a bottle of water at a convenience store can take a long time to find in your wallet.

I really don't understand their brain circuits. Obviously most people are not very good at mathematics, but the currency is set up like this, obviously because they don't want people to figure it out.

Calculated that the raw materials for this production used about 1 Galleon, the profit sharing between the two should be 1.5 Galleons per person... No, there is no such denomination, 1 Galleon, 8 Sickles and 14.5 Nats, it is not the same!

Choose two prime numbers of 17 and 29, unless they are divided into 17 or 29 parts on average, otherwise no one can think of dividing it.

Heh, wonderful setting.

"Hagrid, I should give you 1 Galleon and 9 Sickles." After that, she gave a Galleon first, "Wait a minute, help me block it."

Hagrid still felt strange, what to block?

Then he watched Sissy take nine Sickles out of the ring.

"What kind of ring is this? I've never seen a store selling something like this." Hagrid vaguely felt that this was an unusual item.

Sissy beckoned to Hagrid for him to squat down, and then whispered in his ear, "It's my great-grandfather's relic. It can open the Ravenclaw room in Gringotts at any time."

"Oh—I remembered," Hagrid suddenly realized, the identity of the girl in front of him was unusual, "I saw your last name the day the book was delivered."

Sissy said regretfully: "The goblins say they can take anything, but with my current ability, I can only take out money."

"So that's what happened. I know what to do if I want to carry other things with me."

Weizeac's magic supplies store is not far from here, just a few steps away, and Sissy remembers that this is where she bought the brass balance.

"We want to buy a magic storage bag for this lady." Hagrid explained to the clerk familiarly.

The clerk looked Sissy up and down, and guided them to the shelf to buy.

The store is not small, but the large and small shelves are filled with all kinds of magic supplies, which makes people overwhelmed.

The clerk briefly introduced several popular storage bags, including cowhide and beaded ones. Seeing the eyes of customers wandering between different styles, he immediately picked up the conversation and introduced warmly: "If you don't like these styles If so, we have better ones."

Qianqian became interested in his words and asked: "Is it just a different style? I want a larger storage space. There are so many things that I can't fit them all."

The label on the shelf shows that the storage space of the bag here is up to 3 cubic meters, which is obviously enough for daily use, but the biggest one is bulky and not very pleasing.

The clerk couldn't hide his excitement and rubbed his hands, bent down and assured the picky little customer, "Yes, among all the shops selling magic supplies in Diagon Alley, our family has always been known for its complete range of styles."

"this way please--"

Walking through a corner, the boutique area is in front of you, and the price naturally rises.

Sissy immediately fell in love with a long chain bag, which is convenient to carry on one shoulder or across the body, with a storage space of 10 cubic meters and a price of 9 Galleons.

It was a bit expensive, but Qianqian changed her mind and thought that the pile of things in the dormitory needed to be moved, so after some hesitation, she finally gritted her teeth and bought it.

The newly earned Garen seemed weak and helpless in front of her purchasing power, and she posted it before she could warm it up.

This kind of vicious cycle is not acceptable. Saving money is about "opening up sources of income and reducing expenditure".

Sissy walked around the experimental supplies area by the way, and she really found a practical thing——medicine powder machine, which claims to be able to easily process all kinds of highly corrosive rare medicinal materials, and the fineness can be selected up to 5000 mesh.

She was heartbroken, but she took a look at the price and immediately flinched, the cheapest one is 260 Galleons.

Sissy took Hagrid's clothes and walked out of the store quickly. How could she not want a machine that could easily free her hands? Moreover, the powder produced by the machine was much better than the quality of her hand-milled ones. more secure.

But if she stays for a second longer, she may buy it on impulse, but she really doesn't want to spend too much money at home now-it's just that she can accept necessities such as books with peace of mind, but how can she be ashamed to only have one side? Zhiyuan's mother took hundreds of thousands of dollars?

She is the only existing wizard in the family, so it must be impossible for a new Garen to enter the account now.

"I want to make money!" Sissy's thoughts became stronger and stronger. Potions are a money-hungry business—even a powder making machine is not something that an ordinary middle-class wizarding family would dare to buy easily.

But everything has two sides. Even entry-level potions can be sold at more than three times the recycling price of raw materials. If she can make advanced potions in the future—or even open a pharmacy by herself, then she will spend her entire life in the magic world. All have nothing to worry about.

Cough cough, thinking too far, what I can do right now is to honestly make more medicines to sell.

The cost of purchasing raw materials and the cost of production time need to be considered comprehensively. It is only the second time that she can make a high-end potion for treating boils. The first time she barely succeeded but the quality is not good enough to make no money.

"Hagrid, when I was in the pharmacy, I saw a few bottles of medicine marked perfect on the top shelf. How do you make that?"

With the same materials and time, of course, the higher the quality of the medicine, the more you can earn. The perfect one is 9 Galleons a bottle.

Sissy read the introduction in the potion book, and there was only a few sentences. Potions were divided into four types according to their quality: low-grade, mid-grade, high-grade, and perfect.

Probably the editors felt that there was no need to explain this clearly to the first-grade children, and they were already qualified if they could do it successfully.

Hagrid was also asked, "I only know that the perfect potion works very quickly. For example, boils can almost disappear immediately after being applied. As for how to make it..." He shook his head helplessly.

Sissy couldn't figure out what to improve, could it be that she could only control the variables and go through thousands of experiments to come up with a perfect formula?