Chapter 130: Improving Wolfsbane Potion For Disrespectful Old Men

Chapter 130: Improving Wolfsbane Potion For Disrespectful Old Men

Just like Perenel said, a group of old men and women gathered together and talked about academic issues.

However, because everyone focuses on different directions, they usually discuss their respective topics in twos and threes, forming small circles.

Maxim originally wanted to catch up with Wayne, but Damocles pulled him aside without any discernment and started talking about the Wolfsbane Potion.

This made the principal of Beauxbaton very angry.

"I went back and tried the idea you told me last time and made some changes, but there is not a huge difference. The cost has also increased a lot."

Wolfsbane potion is a drug that is used one week before the werewolf transforms. If it is taken continuously for one week, the werewolf blood in the body will be suppressed, thus maintaining the human form on the night of the full moon.

But the shortcomings of this medicine are also obvious. After taking it, it will become extremely weak.

It will not return to normal until the third day after the full moon night.

This means that one-third of the time within a month, the werewolf cannot live a normal life.

There is another problem, that is, the werewolf potion is too difficult and too unpopular.

There are only so many people in the entire magic world who can cook it, but few are willing to spend the time and materials to make it.

Only Damocles, the inventor, would continue to research on it tirelessly.

This is also related to his childhood experience.

Damocles' father was bitten by a werewolf in an accident, and he used to stay away from his family every full moon night.

But once I miscalculated the time and didn't notice that it was a full moon night.

The tragedy happened. Damocles' mother and two brothers were all killed. Only Damocles escaped in school.

After his father regained consciousness, he chose to commit suicide because he could not accept the reality.

From then on, Damocles vowed to develop a magic potion to help all werewolves so that such a tragedy would never happen again.

"I think you can change your thinking." Wayne took a sip of tea and said slowly: "There is nothing wrong with suppressing bloodline ability."

"But we can also use a combination of medicines to eliminate the sequelae. If used together, although the user will still be weak, at least the user will not lie in bed for ten days."

Damocles frowned after hearing this: "The wolfsbane potion is too toxic, and ordinary tonics have no effect at all.

"You can't even take many of them because the medicinal properties will conflict."

"Lion fish spine powder, heartbreak bug, fairy wings, white fresh food, fecal stone..."

Wayne told him a recipe and the cooking process, and Damocles fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he said: "It is indeed a magic potion targeting the body and toxicity, but

"Don't worry, we still have one last ingredient." Wayne whispered: "Vampire blood.

Damocles' frown gradually relaxed.

"What a great idea!" He clapped his hands and shouted, standing up suddenly.

"The blood of vampires can inhibit the violent effects of heartbreak bugs, and can also neutralize the excessive detoxification of bezoar, so it will not affect the effects of wolfsbane."

"Mr. Lawrence, you are truly a genius."

Damocles was so excited that he didn't care to talk to Wayne anymore and found Nicolas Flamel who was chatting with someone else.

"Nico, I need a quiet room and some potion ingredients."

He told Nicole Flamel the recipe that Wayne had just mentioned.

"Nabi." Nico shouted, and the elf appeared immediately.

"Take Damocles and grant him all his wishes."

"Yes, Master."

Soon, the two left.

Newt came to Wayne curiously: "Why did you start researching the Wolfsbane potion?"

Wayne said honestly: "Snape taught me. I think the side effects of this medicine are too great, so I want to improve it."

"I didn't expect it to be successful all of a sudden."

Newt:""

If Damocles heard this, I don't know if he would jump off the building in shame and anger.

It took him thirty years of research to successfully invent the wolfsbane potion, and it took another hundred years of continuous improvement to achieve its current effect.

Wayne said...it was successful right away.

"Sigh..." Newt patted the young man on the shoulder: "Just help them if you can, some werewolves are quite miserable.

He has some werewolf friends who live in poverty.

Even though they themselves are victims, this society still discriminates against werewolves.

"I will." Wayne nodded.

When he studied this, he didn't think of keeping it secret. Instead, it spread more and more widely.

Not to make money with Wolfsbane Potion, but for fame.

Lupine can be considered a werewolf, so what kind of money does he have?

But as long as you open up your reputation, your reputation will become higher and higher invisibly, which is also a kind of capital.

If you want to make money, don't you have a big... big brother in Slytherin?

Those are his loyal friends!

***

After Damocles left, Wayne chatted with Maxim again and wandered around the room.

Finally, he ran to Kragio Guis and Hassan Mustafa to join in the fun.

The two were still arguing about the topic just now.

Mustafa wanted Gis to speed up the broom, instead of squeezing toothpaste every year, increasing it by 5% every year.

In two years' time, the Quidditch World Cup will be held. This is the last one during his tenure. Mustafa wants the most perfect ending.

Only faster speed can bring more excitement to the audience.

But Guis was unwilling to let go out of interests.

Nimbus Company does have technical reserves, but they are updated every year, and the professional Quidditch teams have to buy brooms every year.

Isn't this much better than a one-time explosive improvement?

Tajis is known as a lucky knife in the industry, and its superb knife skills make consumers want to die.

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, a house elf appeared at the right time.

Nico quickly stopped the two of them: "The banquet is ready, if you have any questions, we'll talk about it after dinner.

The two reluctantly walked out.

Wayne followed Geese and asked about Nimbus 2001.

Keith said cheerfully: "It will go on sale on the 1st of next month. The Quidditch boutique should sell it for 600 Galleons. If you want it, I can give you one at the ex-factory price of 500 Galleons.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I already have Nimbus 2,000." Wayne declined politely and changed the subject again: "Will the price of Nimbus 2,000 be reduced?"

"It depends on whether the store wants to have a promotion." Giese said with some uncertainty: "But in the past, they would give 30% off or 20% off."

"OK."

Then, Wayne found Mustafa, the president of the International Quidditch Federation.

"President, did you know that a broomstick is called a Firebolt?"

"Firebolt?"

Mustafa frowned and said, "I've heard that it's a concept product from a small workshop. There are only two people in it, and they hire goblins as craftsmen with high salaries."

"They probably went bankrupt before the brooms were even produced."

Wayne perked up: "Then do you know which country they are from?"

"It's from the UK. I've read their report."

After asking for the address, Wayne said goodbye politely and left.

After passing through a long corridor, everyone entered a large auditorium.

There are already many people inside, what Nico calls the juniors.

But that doesn’t mean it’s all young people.

In Nico's eyes, as long as the academic level and magic ability have not reached a certain level, or there is no uniqueness of his own.

Even if he lives for hundreds of years, he is still a descendant.

For example, the people who greeted them at the door were all middle-aged and looked older than Snape.

The arrival of their group attracted everyone's attention.

These people represent the highest academic level in the wizarding world. Except for Dumbledore, almost all the famous wizards of this century have come here.

Only Nicolas Flamel could have such appeal.

In the crowd, Wayne, who was standing with a group of people with white beards and hair, was particularly conspicuous. People speculated whose child Kangran could be brought to the core forum.

"Wayne!"

At this time, a surprised female voice came into my ears.

Wayne, who was talking quietly to Newt, raised his head and looked at the source of the sound, with a surprised look on his face.

"Fu Rong, are you here too?"

In France, there are only two girls who can still call him by his name in French.

A Gabrielle, the sun never sets.

Today, Fleur is wearing a blue satin robe, which complements her azure eyes.

Unlike when the two met that day, her smooth hair was not pulled up, but fell down to her waist like a silver waterfall.

There is less dignity and more vitality belonging to a girl.

The girl left her seat and trotted towards Wayne, her long hair flowing like waves along the way, attracting people's attention.

"Why are you here?" the girl asked in surprise.

Wayne said matter-of-factly: “I came to Paris just to visit Mr. Nicoléme.

After saying that, he did not look at the dazzling girl with a charming smile, but looked behind her.

"Where's Gabrielle?"

The smile on her pretty face slowly disappeared.

What's the meaning.

I'm already standing in front of you, but you actually miss a little kid?

"Mrs. Maxim brought me here, along with several other classmates." | Fleur said angrily: Of course Gabrielle will not follow. "

"Also, I went to the address you gave me to look for you twice. Why are you never there?"

"If the front desk hadn't said that it was indeed the room you opened, I would have thought you were lying to me."

"Oh, I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me." Wayne patted his head in annoyance: "I stayed at Nico's house the next day and haven't gone out recently."

He thought Furong was just talking about it, but he didn't expect that he actually went there.

Besides, how can magic be fun for women?

He can play magic casually now, but he can play magic casually... huh?

"Have you been staying at Nicoléme's house recently?" Fleur exclaimed in a low voice, "Are you on such a good relationship..."

Looking at the two people whispering to each other, Nicoléme unknowingly floated to Newt's side and handed over a bag of popcorn.

"Want some?"

"That's great Nico, I'm just looking for him. The two of them were eating popcorn and watching the show, with the same ambiguous smiles on their faces.

…Please give me flowers…

It's great to be young.

Thinking of something, Newt smiled even happier.

"Nico, you don't know, this kid is in school..."

As they talked, the smiles between the two became weirder and weirder, full of schadenfreude.

Wayne had no idea that Newt, the ultimate sociopath, would spread gossip about him.

He was apologizing to Fleur and promised to visit Nico after leaving Nico's house.

At this time, Mrs. Maxim, who was walking slower, also came.

Seeing Wayne and Fleur getting together, they froze on the spot.

She also

How could these two people start chatting without letting Furong use the beauty trap?

Could it be that Furong understood what she meant and took the initiative?

"Fleur, do you know Mr. Lawrence?"

"Madam." When Furong saw her dean, she immediately stopped smiling and said hello respectfully.

"Wayne saved my sister a few days ago, when..."

Fleur briefly explained the situation.

Maxim's expression also became as weird as the old man eating melon.

Is it such a coincidence?

That's great!

She was worried about how to get Fleur to cooperate with her in abducting Wayne to Beauxbatons. It was impossible to say so directly, it would be too shameless.

And with Furong's proud temperament like that of a peacock, she would never do such a thing.

It's fine now. Before she made a move, the two of them had established a natural connection.

And judging by Fleur's appearance, she has a good impression of Wayne.

Everything falls into place.

At this time, Nicoléme came up.

"Children, this is not the place for chatting. Go back to your seats."

Only then did Furong realize how reckless her behavior was. She quickly apologized and turned around to return to her original position.

............0

"Hey, kid, don't bother me, just sit with Wayne." Nico Flamel said and winked.

Newt chuckled behind him.

A bunch of disrespectful guys.

Wayne cursed in his heart, Fleur's face turned red and she secretly looked at Madame Maxime.

Maxim also smiled: "Go, you can learn a lot by following Lawrence."

She said thoughtfully: "It would be much more convenient if Mr. Lawrence was a student of Beauxbatons.

Fleur didn't understand the meaning, but Wayne glanced at Maxim.

But he didn't say anything, and instead let Nabi take him to his place and let Fleur sit next to him.

When everyone sat down, the empty plates on the table were instantly filled with food.

Nicolas Flamel did not make a long speech, he just encouraged the ‘younger people’ with a few words and got everyone started.

Fleur was extremely excited.

She didn't expect that this time she would be able to sit at the guest table with Nicoléme, and that she would be surrounded by famous people.

Especially since she is a French native and a student of Beauxbatons.

For Beauxbatons students, Nicolas Flamel's status in their hearts is higher than Dumbledore's in the hearts of Hogwarts students.

One has only been the principal for several decades, while the other is a legendary founder who has lived for hundreds of years.

"Maxim, do you want to bring Wayne to Beauxbatons?"

Nico also saw through Maxim's thoughts and asked bluntly.

"You have this idea, you should know how good he is, right?" Maxim nodded.

"Of course, this is an amazing little guy." Nicoléme sighed, and suddenly said: "Aren't you afraid that Dumbledore will cause trouble for you if you do this?

"I didn't force Mr. Lawrence." Maxim smiled slyly.

"If he takes the initiative to apply to transfer to another school, not even Dumbledore can say anything, right?"

"You, you." Nicoléme shook his head. Next to him, Newt was anxious and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the old man.

He winked mischievously: "Newt, let's not interfere in the affairs between the children."

"But..." Newt wanted to say something else.

"Just think of it as a little selfishness of me, the founder of Beauxbatons, and it all depends on my personal ability." After saying that, Yongke turned his attention to the two young people.

Newt was helpless and could only pray that Wayne could resist the temptation.

"Try this, braised veal in white sauce. This is Pompeii's specialty." Wayne recommended to Fleur.

The girl tried it and showed a satisfied smile: "It is indeed very good. It is worthy of being the elf in Mr. Nicoléme's family."

"How does it compare to Beauxbatons?"

"It still needs to be a lot better. The French food in school is too formulaic, and you will get tired of it after eating it for a long time."

"It's good to change the taste occasionally. Although the French food of the Hogwarts elves is not very good, the other food is not good.

Fleur blinked: "But I can't go to Hogwarts to eat."

"You can apply for exchange and be an exchange student for one year..."

Maxim kept paying attention to the movements of the two people. At first, he was smiling, but then he was silent.

Now it's even darker.

Things are not going quite right...

She obviously wanted to kidnap someone, why did she feel that Furong was about to be deceived by this kid?