"How can I try this to know if I am the destined one?" Fred stroked his chin and thought.

"Put your hand on that barrier and input your magic power." Agas looked at the two brothers and made a suggestion.

George did not doubt Agas's words. It was just a matter of inputting magic power anyway, so he raised his hand and placed it on the magic barrier.

Fred and Agas looked at her expectantly, but there was no response. It seemed that the destined person was not George.

"Let me try!" Fred raised his hand and put it on, but still no response.

"It seems that none of them work. Let's go and look at something else." Agas shook his head and went to another display cabinet.

I have to take a good look at how much the old man has cheated me of over the years.

Just in time, when he turned around, he saw the familiar bag of black powder. Agas reached out and clicked it, and it was indeed the waste itching powder.

"Itching powder, 3 copper knuts."

"That's it. Three copper knuts. But it's such a big package, and it also comes with a small jar of antidote. Fred and I have been researching it for a long time, but we still can't figure out what it's made of."

George said as he took another pack. He and Fred were running low on stock, so they had to prepare.

Agas curled the corner of his lip. Relying on the twins' talents, if it was an authentic copy, they might be able to figure it out. However, this was a fake copy, and no matter how much they were given, they would not be able to figure it out.

"George, Fred, you said there was something more effective, where is it?"

"Look, over there in the second row." Fred pointed to the row with the most servants.

"This is it. A small bottle of enhanced itching powder and two bottles of antidote, it only costs 1 gold galleon and 5 Sickles." George pointed to a white jar on the bottom layer.

"What about this one?" Agas took a bottle and pointed to the jar on the second-to-last layer.

"Super strong itching powder, two bottles of antidote, 2 gold galleons and 10 sig."

Agas took another bottle and pointed to the one on the upper level again.

"Ultimate edition of itching powder, with two bottles of antidote, 4 gold galleons and 3 Sig."

Very good, very good, very good, Agas clenched his fist and took another bottle.

"Come on, we're going to meet Mrs. Weasley at the bookstore."

Agas said this with a fake smile, then went to the counter to pay with a few bottles in his hand.

When he was thinking about taking out Galleons from the ring, he suddenly remembered that his ring had been taken away, and he didn't have any Galleons in his bracelet now.

"Is he, out of money?" Fred followed behind Agas, looked at Agas' stiff movements, and whispered in George's ear.

"Professor Dumbledore gave the purse to Mom, have you forgotten?" George added.

Agas, who had extremely good hearing, heard it clearly.

Ah Xi. Is there anyone who is more miserable than me?

Agas could only take out a necklace from the bracelet on his left hand and wave it at the person standing at the counter.

"Hey, Agas has no money. You tell your master that I want these." Agas said with a sour face, and turned around to take the things from the two brothers and put them on the counter.

But for fear of being seen by the two brothers behind him, he just shook the necklace and put it away.

The shop owner was very familiar with the necklace, as he had just met the owner yesterday. He looked at Agas's appearance, bowed respectfully, and packed up what Agas wanted.

The two brothers saw Agas taking the things and walking away without paying, so they chased after him.

"Hey, Agas, what did you just show him? He didn't even want to take your money!" George took what Agas threw into his arms.

"This!" Agas pointed to what they were holding. "I developed it, but it's too dark!"

Agas found a place to sit down beside the flower bed.

Open and put away the things you just bought one by one.

"This is the purest itching powder, the supreme version." Agas glanced at the color and looked at the second bottle.

"This color is the super version, which is the wastewater sediment after being filtered three times."

“This is an enhanced version, with wastewater filtered twice.”

"This is made from the black powder sold by the three copper nuggets in your arms, filtered through the pitch-black sediment."

Agas placed the black powder bag at the end in order.

"So these are the products produced at the same time, but the power is gradually reduced. However, when the old boss cooperated with me, he only said that I would get 10 Sickle for each bottle sold, and he would give me copper knuts for each bottle sold."

As he spoke, Agas's voice began to tremble.

It's impossible not to be angry! I thought I made money, but this is not just making money, it's making a fortune!

Grindelwald and Venda even teamed up to deceive me. That's too much.

The twins didn't understand why Agas was shaking at first, but when Agas finished speaking, they looked at him in shock.

People admired Agas for being able to develop medicines at such a young age, but were also shocked by the huge profits of this itching powder.

"Ah, Agas, so you did this?" George asked stutteringly.

“No, I provided the method.”

"So what do you think is the reason for robbing the money?" Fred said halfway, and George added the second half: "Because they cheated you?"

Agas opened his mouth.

Is there any need to talk about such an embarrassing thing?

Should I tell them that I was proud of this one Sickle bottle in the beginning, or should I tell them that during that period of time, I frantically developed various medicinal powders for one Sickle, which led to the full display cabinet.

"Because the cost price is 3 copper nits a bottle." Agas chose the reason that least made him look stupid.

"What?" the two shouted loudly.

"What did you say? Three copper knuts?"

Agas nodded.

"This is a shady shop! This is a shady shop!" George jumped up and down.

"Yes!" Agas pursed his lips and nodded in agreement.

"Ouch!" The two brothers who were jumping up and down suddenly felt someone hit them hard on the back of their heads and cried out in pain.

"George! Fred! I'm looking for textbooks for you two! How dare you walk around with Agas!"

Mrs. Weasley's sharp voice sounded behind the three of them.

George immediately reached out and patted Agas on the shoulder, pointing to the bottles and jars on display.

Agas understood what he meant, and with a move of his left hand, he put everything into the bracelet.

Fred turned around to block his mother's view and started arguing.

"Mom, since we saw that Agas has never been to Diagon Alley, why don't we take him for a walk?"

"Yes, Mom, have you bought the books? Are we going home?"

"Yes, yes, you know, Ginny is staying at home alone."

The two brothers coaxed Mrs. Weasley towards the Leaky Cauldron, and Agarth smiled and shook his head and followed.

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