Blessing Potion [Comprehensive British and American]

Benny did stand up from the chair, and took two steps to help Edward and Vera open the chair in front of him.

Then the three of them happily exchanged a few words and took their seats.

That's all of the above, nothing more.

Grandpa Edward smiled and nodded towards Cyril after sitting down, and nurse Vera even waved slightly.

"Who are they?" John saw it too.

"It's all the judges and experts of the competition... I saw my family on it." Cyril replied dryly.

"Yeah, a lot of familiar faces are on it, look who's here!" Gene suddenly raised his tone.

Cyril followed the eyes of the senior, and Dumbledore was guiding a round man with an exaggerated top hat to the middle of the table.Everyone is familiar with this person, as long as you read the Daily Prophet, you will know that he is the current British Minister of Magic, Cornell Fudge.

Everyone sat back to their seats one after another, and Dumbledore stepped forward to make an opening speech.

"Distinguished guests, dear students. I think everyone has been looking forward to the five-school league competition for a long time, so let me introduce the guests of this competition..."

Dumbledore took the trouble to introduce every guest patiently.

Unexpectedly and expectedly, Cyril's grandparents appeared as senior consultants and experts, and Dad Benny was one of the sponsors of the contest.

"It's reasonable. I just found out that there will be prize money in this competition. It's double, one from the Ministry of Magic, and one from the sponsor." John's eyes were a little green, and he salivated at the golden Galleon symbol floating in the air. followed by a row of zeros.

"I don't know either." Cyril looked up at the father and grandpa who were chatting on the stage, a little distracted.

"Gou Fugui." Gene patted Cyril's shoulder meaningfully.

"Gou Fugui." John followed closely behind.

"I haven't decided on a candidate yet, so don't make up your minds." Cyril didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

There were whispers in the audience, obviously shocked by the grandeur of this competition, Fudge seemed to be satisfied with the effect, paused, and continued his ministerial speech.

After Fudge's lengthy speech, Dumbledore stood up neatly and let the judges of the contest—the old gentleman who spoke in the re-examination room, Francis Domingo announce the final contestant.

"America's Western Kensatt College of Wizardry - Ava Billy."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the school emblem of Kensatt College exploded like fireworks in the midair of the auditorium, and a girl's head with blond ponytail also appeared, which was comparable to a huge star poster hanging on the street.Show your face as much as you want...

There was warm applause in the auditorium, and the girl named Ava also stood up with the applause blushing and walked to the front row, obviously she was also very excited.

The huge portraits and school badges slowly shrunk to one-fifth of the original size, floating in the right corner.

The chairman of the jury, Domingo, waited for a pause in the applause, and continued to announce the next candidate: "French Beauxbatons——Roland Saint-Pierre!"

The blue-purple-eyed boy opposite Cyril stood up suddenly, and the back of his ears were also red.

In the midair of the auditorium, Beauxbaton's elegant school emblem was displayed as before, roses were slowly twining and blooming, and there was also the sound effect of "BLINGBLING~".Roland's handsome face appeared in front of everyone with a 360-degree angle.

The students in the audience not only applauded and cheered, but also the girl screamed softly.

Roland turned his head and glanced nervously and excitedly at Cyril, who made a cheering gesture and clapped vigorously.The French boy smiled a little, walked forward, and stood with Ava, the school badge and head portrait in mid-air were shrunk down and arranged next to the school badge of Kensatt Wizarding School, and under the school badge were photos of the contestants.

Snape sat on the teacher's bench and clapped his hands symbolically, jaw clenched.

Gene's big hand was on Cyril's shoulder, and Cyril felt a little pain in his shoulder.

Domingo smiled and continued to announce: "North American Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry—Frank Teton."

The familiar scene repeated, a small brown-haired boy trotted up.

"Durmstrang, Germany - Andre Fein!"

A tall, strong boy with light blond hair also stood in a row with the others in front of the auditorium.

Now the badges of the four schools and the heads of the participating representatives have been hung above the entire auditorium, leaving only Hogwarts.

The audience fell silent. After all, it was the home field of his school, and 80% of the students present were Hogwarts students who were concerned about their school's candidates. .

John suddenly turned his head, looked at Cyril seriously and said, "Dude, even if you can't be selected, you are the best in my heart!"

Then the brown-haired boy was slapped hard on the head by his own Quidditch captain.

"No crow's mouth!"

John also felt that he had said something wrong, so he hurried to make up for it: "No, no, no, you will definitely be selected, trust me!"

Before Cyril could nod his head, Gene slapped the team members mercilessly again: "No poisonous milk!"

"..." The aggrieved John.

Cyril silently patted the dog's head, and had to comfort his roommate when he was so nervous: "It's okay, I don't mind. Just do your best..."

Before the last word fell, Domingo added a "loud voice" that resounded throughout the auditorium: "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft—Cyril McClain!"

Cyril felt his scalp go numb, and was pulled up by the people around him.The boy stared blankly at the Hogwarts school badge with dragon chants resounding above the auditorium, as well as his huge head.

My own face has been magnified dozens or hundreds of times, and even Cyril himself feels a little strange.

The auditorium exploded in an instant. In front of the foreign schools, the four colleges were a whole, adhering to the principle of prosperity for all, and the small animals present cheered hard for the representatives of their own schools.

Cyril walked forward with light steps, and was even touched by several girls from Ravenclaw and Slytherin House beside him along the way.

But he can't care about these now.

Domingo sent everyone a locket, telling them that the first race would start next Monday, and getting them ready.

After eating at noon, Cyril declined Gene's proposal to celebrate, and spontaneously returned to Snape's office, where he saw Benny and his grandparents as expected.

Snape was discussing something with Benny holding a document, and he only nodded his head hurriedly when he greeted Cyril.

Vera brought her grandson to her side, with an expression of not knowing how to feel sorry for him.

"Just chatting with your dean, he said that you are very good, and you are also very talented in potions. Your dean is a nice young man."

Vera stroked Cyril's curly hair and whispered to her grandson.

Cyril's eyes widened in surprise. He never thought that Professor Snape would praise him... Everyone at Hogwarts knows that in the headmaster's mouth, as long as there is no sarcasm, it is a ridiculous compliment!

Taking a peek at the professor, he was still seriously discussing the documents with his father, and didn't notice the movement here.

I am delighted.

"Here, this is a birthday present this year. We were on the way to save a group of endangered South American lizards, but we were delayed." Edward handed his grandson a small suitcase.

"The group of lizards are very cute." Vera added with a pair of bright eyes.

Cyril first followed suit with admiration, then lowered his head and silently looked at the logo "Starry·Starry" on the suitcase, feeling that it was very grandpa's personal style.

"You bought a set of these boxes?" Cyril still couldn't help asking.

"Cough, it's on sale, I bought a few more. The box is not important, the important thing is what's inside."

"Edward has a special liking for the suitcases in this store, but you absolutely love what's inside!" Vera blinked playfully.

Under two pairs of expectant eyes, Cyril opened the box that didn't look too big. His thought at the moment was that if it was another box of gems, he would definitely let Benny take it away in the afternoon.

After opening the box, the sparkling gems were not seen, but the things inside were ten thousand times more precious than the gems.

It was a very precious alpine snow lotus.At this moment, the holy flower is being covered in a crystal cover, emitting a soft silver light.

"Alpine snow lotus!" Cyril murmured.

"That's right, how's it going, do you like it?" Edward patted Cyril's head and asked with a smile.

"I like it!" Cyril's eyes lit up.

More than just liking it, Xi Ruier was about to hold Xue Lian and weep with joy!

In the past few months, he has been studying how to remove the mark on the professor's arm, and he has a general idea.The mark on the professor's arm is obviously not a simple tattoo, or a summoning induction spell. It is almost certainly a soul spell based on the combination of the slave spell and the marriage vow spell under the contract spell system.

In fact, he was destined to have this discovery. After accepting the inheritance, the white fox physique is very sensitive to everything about the soul. What he felt in getting along with the professor day and night was the spell that works on the soul.

Cyril had to marvel at Voldemort's talent when he made this discovery.look!Back then, if Voldemort had devoted himself to studying soul demons instead of playing with himself, he would have become a master who will go down in history!

At the same time, he also understands more and more the professor's choice back then. Apart from Voldemort's dilapidated soul, no Slytherin can refuse his unique knowledge and powerful strength... The premise is that Slytherin doesn't know his body situation.

The solution Cyril found for Voldemort's soul magic was soul purification.

Soul purification has always been an extremely difficult and difficult research direction, so few people study it.The reason is not only because soul purification itself is very difficult to control the magic power requirements, but more importantly, it is harsh on materials and utensils.

This legendary secret technique has almost become a bedtime story for wizards and children. Merlin will choose to purify your soul for all intractable diseases. You seem to have been reborn and accepted Merlin's baptism.It's a nonsense that wizarding children after the age of 5 don't believe anymore.

But Cyril has been making an attempt for a while - combining the legendary level of soul purification with the marrow washing spell of the white fox tribe under the Taoist school, kneading the two into a feasible solution that is relatively easy to implement.

The key point of marrow washing is the need for an intermediary with a strong holy effect.At that time, someone in the classics given by my grandfather used Tianshan snow lotus.But those are all Taoist school people, or people of the same clan.

The Western magic system where the professor works is different from the Eastern one. Cyril has done experiments, and the effect of Tianshan Snow Lotus on a Western wizard is limited. It is better to have an intermediary that has similar effects to Tianshan Snow Lotus, but can be absorbed and utilized by magicians.

Grandpa and grandma brought back this alpine snow lotus, which is a timely gift!