This Hogwarts isn't normal.

"What's the next class?"

"A History of Magic.

Vincent decided to skip class.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Prepare something small."

A somewhat exasperated Hermione allowed him to disappear down the corridor.

On the fourth floor where the Charms classroom is located, there is a secret passage leading directly to the outside of Hogsmeade.

No need to think, I must have gone here.

To follow or not to follow?

"Hermione, let's go together!" Roommate Parvati waved to her.

"Oh, good!"

Hermione just hesitated for a moment,

I chose to go with him to the History of Magic classroom on the second floor.

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Of course, Hogsmeade is not as prosperous as Diagon Alley, but it is still small and well-equipped.

Vincent, wearing a black robe and a black mask, stopped in front of the only shop specializing in potion materials.

"Invisible Beast Tincture, two galleons apiece..."

What was on the special offer attracted him.

Making the invisibility potion requires two very precious materials. One is the invisibility beast tincture, which cannot be stored for a long time, and the other is acromantic spider venom.

The heartbeat is really heartbreaking, but the taste is really tasteless.

He has learned the Disguise Charm, and the use of the invisibility potion is almost zero.

But making a potion of perception,

It is also necessary to use Invisible Beast Tincture.

"Bell——"

The owner is a middle-aged witch.

She didn't care about her black attire, "Welcome, is there anything you need?"

Vincent looked around the small and cozy shop and took out a piece of parchment filled with potion ingredients from his robe.

"Gryphon claw powder, lizard blood, frog brain..."

There were more than twenty kinds of ingredients, and the shop owner immediately showed a bright smile and said, "Please wait a moment."

"And Invisible Beast Tincture."

She turned around sharply, "How many do you need?"

"Two—no, four."

“We have five in stock.”

The shopkeeper smiled kindly and said, "Well, if you buy them all, I can charge one galleons less here."

"All of them."

It's only a galleons, and Wayne is not short of that amount of money.

"OK."

As she rummaged through the materials, Vincent noticed the price of Acromantula venom.

A pint, 100 galleons!

He covered his little heart and thought of Hagrid with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

This rough guy who had been a gamekeeper for many years turned out to be a truly invisible rich man.

The Acromantula doesn’t say anything,

The unicorn hair alone costs 10 galleons.

pull out! Be sure to pinch it hard!

"Do you collect materials here?"

The shopkeeper looked at him with some confusion and said, "Collect it.

But the price is not too high. "

The choice to maximize profits, Diagon Alley was busier than here at the time. 【】

Vincent nodded slightly,

"What about bartering?"

"OK."

He took a large package of materials from the other party and said, "I'm just asking - how much is the total?"

"35 Galleons and 8 Sickles, just give me 33 Galleons."

This shop owner is on the road!

Vincent, who was quite fond of it, immediately decided to sell his things here.

But back at the castle, he regretted it.

The Invisible Beast Tincture is genuine, but the edges are getting clearer and clearer, so I'm afraid it can only be stored for another three or two days at most.

"Black shop!"

If the other materials were not problem-free, he would have written an anonymous report to the Ministry of Magic by now.

In two or three days, the success rate is still not even one-fifth.

Potions is indeed very expensive.

Snape probably had the financial resources to become a Potions Master because of the Malfoy family.

"Bang——" The first time it really failed.

During the second time, three roommates who had fallen asleep in the History of Magic classroom just came back.

"Vincent, you actually skipped class and didn't even follow - oh, are you making a potion?"

As soon as James finished speaking, a dazzling and bright light flashed out of the crucible.

"Get down quickly!"

"Bang——"

Vincent waved his wand in a familiar manner, "Clean up."

Those potions that splashed on the ceiling were all rolled into the trash can under the action of the descaling spell.

Neville raised his head with lingering fear, "This-this is too scary."

"fine,

Just routine operation. "

Vincent took out a new cauldron,

"I knew it would blow up this time too."

Alfred couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he saw how skilled he was.

“Don’t be afraid of failure, or you’ll have to start over again.”

"I will."

Neville, whose bed was next door, was a little frightened, "I'm going to take Leif around."

"That's right!" James pulled Alfred, "We have to prepare for the club."

"Club? Not after Halloween-"

He suddenly woke up and said, "Yes, that classroom is too dirty. We have to ask more people to clean it together."

The Owl Club's activity room has been decided, and it will be in an abandoned classroom on the fifth floor.

As soon as Dumbledore made the announcement yesterday, Percy came over with a bunch of lion cubs on the back.

"Go ahead and remember to say hello for me." Vincent didn't care about their excuses.

Potions, a dangerous subject, can indeed frighten little wizards who have little exposure to it.

Before dinner, the fifth serving of Invisible Beast Tincture was finally boiled down.

He wanted to personally thank Mr. Merlin for his blessing when the material that was almost expired could have a success.

Well, wait and see.

Crushing up a fleshy pink hokrapu, he poured two ounces of its juice into the cauldron.

"Two turns clockwise, three turns counterclockwise..."

After completing this step, the potion will turn into a very special silvery white color.

I waved my alder wand gently, and after another five minutes of boiling and turning off the heat, the potion of perception was successfully brewed.

Vincent divided it into five small bottles.

According to the instructions, a small sip can last for half an hour.

"The time is just right~" He stretched and restored the somewhat unsightly dormitory.

As soon as I got down to the first floor, I happened to see Draco coming up from the dungeon.

Vincent saw that he was hesitant to speak, so he patiently stopped in front of the auditorium door.

"Wa-Wayne-" Draco looked reluctant.

"Are you here to apologize?"

These words obviously stimulated him.

"impossible!"

Vincent squinted and looked him up and down.

Originally, the flying broomstick had caused a lot of trouble for the Malfoy family, and it had even made a move to split the relationship between wizards a few days ago.

There are not many pure-bloods and mixed-bloods, and not all of them are supporters of the blood theory.

There are many people in the Ministry of Magic who are Muggle-born, and the enemy Weasley is fanning the flames.

This time, old Malfoy is probably going to bleed again.

“Even if you don’t want to~”

"Wait!" Draco called to Vincent who pushed open the door.

"Wayne, don't be too happy too soon—"

He straightened his chest under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes inside, "I will definitely defeat you!"

"Your challenge is always welcome." Vincent stepped into the auditorium, "No matter what."

Draco gritted his teeth and clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white.

Apologize? Impossible.

Old Malfoy just asked him to ease the relationship a little and stop letting some people keep grabbing their family's blood.

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