This Hogwarts isn't normal.

October 30th, Halloween.

While the students were still sleeping and looking forward to the evening banquet, Vincent had already changed his clothes and came to the principal's office.

The alchemy shop would open in two hours, and he would set off with Dumbledore.

Invitations to the guests have been sent out half a month in advance, so it’s hard to say how many will show up.

"Professor, I need your help with something..."

The surprise on Dumbledore's face disappeared little by little.

After hearing this, he smiled and nodded, "Yes, I believe Newt will not refuse."

"That's great!" Vincent pouted, "Professor, let's go."

Fox flew over from the perch and moved the two of them to Knockturn Alley.

No unnecessary dialogue was needed, both of them understood that their goals had been achieved.

The fire disappeared and Vincent saw a particularly clean and tidy street.

Fudge's face-saving work was done so well that he thought for a moment that he had come to the wrong place.

It's not as prosperous as Diagon Alley, but it's better than the usual mess.

All the wizards who dared not show their faces were hiding at home. In addition to the Magical Law Enforcement Team, there were serious wizards on the street who came to watch the fun.

Basically all are from this country, and some are from foreign countries.

Vincent still has some influence after all.

Nico Flamel's apprentice, recipient of the Order of Merlin Level 2 and the Medal of Honor of the Magic Congress, British youth representative of the Wizengamot...

Dumbledore smiled at him and shook his head, "I know you are very sober, but as someone who has experienced it, I still want to warn you -

Don't be fooled by the honor in front of you, Vincent, and you don't want to be like them. "

Vincent followed his gaze.

A large group of people stood in the middle of the street, all guests invited to the opening of the alchemy store.

The most conspicuous ones were Ministry of Magic officials such as Fudge, followed by several representatives of the International Alchemical Association.

Chairman Khafre had a smile on his face and seemed to be in a good mood.

You can still laugh if you touch some interests, but what if you touch greater interests?

Vincent solemnly promised Dumbledore, "Professor, I will remember it well."

After walking a few steps further, they spotted two people.

Fudge put on a false smile, seemed a little surprised, and came over enthusiastically with a group of officials.

"Oh - our protagonist today has finally arrived."

The pride on his face was not fake, "Vincent, you have done a great thing!"

"No way, Minister Fudge, I just want to earn some gold galleons, I have no other ideas at all."

Until now, only a handful of people knew the pricing of alchemical commodities.

Ultra-low price, ultimate value for money.

In the understanding of most wizards, every alchemical item is extremely precious and priceless.

So what if Vincent opens the store?

Not to mention the location in the notorious Knockturn Alley, and not to mention his own output, the high cost alone means that the selling price will not be very low.

Everyone only attended to save face, just paying lip service to the occasion.

Fudge smiled and patted Vincent on the shoulder.

"Don't be modest. It is undoubtedly a great thing for more wizards to enjoy the convenience brought by alchemy items."

Vincent smiled but said, "Thank you, Minister Fudge, for your encouragement. I will definitely continue to work hard."

If Fudge can remain like this throughout the whole process and not take sides, it will be a blessing to the British wizarding community.

Unfortunately, according to Vincent's understanding of him, it would be better if the alchemy shop was not forced to close down after the price was announced.

After the Ministry of Magic, comes the International Alchemical Society.

Khafre warned Vincent sincerely like an elder, saying that there were many elderly people in the association who supported him, and he must not let them down.

"Chairman Khafre, you will not be disappointed." Vincent added mysteriously:

"I have also prepared a little surprise. Don't be scared."

The smile on Khafre's face became even brighter, "There is still a surprise? Then we will wait and see."

The opening of the alchemy store is a big event, and of course the partners will not be absent.

Restman from the Greengrass family, Devine from the Rozier family, and Toshihiko from the Japanese Jingu family were all there.

After chatting for a while, the group continued walking forward.

Not long after, the pyramid-shaped alchemy shop arrived.

The obsidian-like appearance aroused exclamations of exclamation.

Khafre and other representatives of the Alchemy Association marveled at the lines and symbols on it.

Each alchemist has his own set of encryption methods. If they guessed correctly, these lines and symbols should be able to obtain some formulas through arrangement.

If they weren't worried about the other guests, they might have taken out pen and paper to crack it.

Since Vincent dared to engrave the formula, it meant that it must not be an ordinary product.

But in contrast, he also has enough confidence in the encryption method.

Based on Nico's encrypted manuscript, he slightly modified it into another arrangement, and split and reorganized the symbols according to the rules of Chinese radicals.

Lines can be said to be redundant because many of their functions are misleading.

Outside the alchemy shop, Cecia, who had been waiting for a long time, respectfully came to Vincent.

"Chairman, everything is ready, we can start at any time."

"Very good." Vincent said to the guests, "I believe everyone must be eager to get started."

He glanced at Rita who was standing in the corner with the reporters, "The idea of ​​the alchemy shop actually originated from a small wish of mine.

I think alchemy should not belong to only a small number of wizards, but due to various reasons, it has not been popularized."

The faces of the association representatives such as Khafra were not very good.

After all, they were well-known alchemists, and their little dissatisfaction was well disguised.

Vincent did not pay attention to them, and continued after a slight pause:

"My alchemy mentor is a master in this field, an existence that I can never catch up with, and everything he makes is an existence that I need to look up to."

He laughed at himself, "Don't worry about me, I am very good at comforting myself."

The guests smiled politely.

Just when they thought that was it, Vincent suddenly dropped a bombshell:

"I am honored to have such a great mentor to guide my alchemy, and I finally found a way to realize my wish."

Khafra was not surprised, but frightened.

After all, he is just a child, and mass production may not necessarily reduce the cost.

Vincent suddenly opened his hands, with a slight smile on his face, "Everyone knows that I come from a Muggle family, and my father acquired a car manufacturer some time ago.

During the summer vacation, I visited the factory there and came up with a particularly efficient plan."

Facing everyone's doubts and disbelief, he slowly gave the answer:

"I built an assembly line alchemy factory, which can successfully expand production while reducing the original high cost to an almost impossible number."

Silence, deathly silence.

The eyes of the association representatives such as Khafra changed.

Before this, Vincent was their promising junior.

But now, he has become the enemy of alchemists - no, the entire alchemy world.

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