Chapter 957 Kanna's Shopping Guide

"I think a hundred galleons is a very reasonable price."

When Kyle said this, Ms. Rosmerta happened to bring a glass of mead and two glasses of freshly made butter beer.

Looking at the three people chatting together, she was still very surprised.

Ms. Rosmerta is naturally no stranger to Kyle. Before this little wizard graduated, she had already chatted with many famous wizards here.

The first is Dumbledore, the principal of Hogwarts. Needless to say, many wizards have known that Kyle is one of Dumbledore's most proud students a long time ago.

In addition, the former Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, was also very fond of him, and even went so far as to make this student, who had not yet graduated, become the youngest senior minister assistant in the history of the Ministry of Magic.

This incident also aroused a lot of discussion at the time. Many people felt that this was Fudge trying to please Dumbledore - after all, before this, they had had a heated argument and even broke up over the issue of whether Voldemort was resurrected.

They believed that Fudge must have realized something at that time and wanted to make amends and repair the relationship with Dumbledore.

Kyle is a good breakthrough point.

Of course, these are all the speculations of those drunkards after drinking, and Ms. Rosmerta does not think that the arrogant family of Fudge will bow to Dumbledore at that time.

Coupled with the few words the professors said when they came to drink, she understood Kyle's excellence better than most people.

But she didn't expect that this little wizard could actually talk to the reclusive Dean Sasia who almost never appeared outside. After Ms. Rosmerta approached, Kyle took the initiative to take the tray in her hand.

The butterbeer belonged to him and Connor, but the mead-----Kyle looked at the wine glass in his hand, shook his head slightly, and then took a glass bottle with no label from the leather bag.

"Dean Sasia, if you like drinking mead, you must not miss this."

After hearing Kyle's words, Ms. Rosmerta looked over subconsciously, squinting her eyes with anger.

What vision...

What she just brought was the best aged oak barrel mead. The old man Slughorn had been trying to get rid of it more than a dozen times, but she hadn't come up with anything good yet.

Look at what Kyle took out again - the simplest glass bottle with no label and even the color is a little wrong. Can this be a serious thing?

But Sasia had no objection. She was deep in thought and didn't care about what she drank, so she casually pulled the cork off the bottle.

At that time, a strong smell of mead began to permeate the Three Broomsticks.

"Merlin's beard————." Ms. Rosmerta blurted out: "This unique oak smell——Have you found the unknown wine cellar in Hogtianz?"

Even Sasia was a little surprised. After taking a small sip, she immediately poured herself another glass. At the same time, she seemed to have thought of something and frowned slightly.

But soon she shook her head again, no longer thinking about the mead, and continued to be lost in thought.

But Ms. Rosmerta on the other side was not so calm. She just looked at the silent Dean Sasia. After hesitating for a moment, she still said nothing and silently retreated to the bar.

After Ms. Rosmerta left, a few more minutes passed before Dean Sasia raised her head.

"I'll buy that thing, one galleone a year, until a hundred galleons are paid off."

"You took a big advantage." Kyle also stretched out his hand and shook Sasia's hand.

This also means that he has nothing to do with the basilisk at all. It would be a lie to say that he doesn't feel sorry for it.

The basilisk was a good thing that Salazar Slytherin named for him, and it helped him the most among all magical animals.

For example, in Godric's Hollow, even six fire dragons together were not as effective as one basilisk.

But in order to completely eliminate Voldemort, there is no other way.

And there is another point - if the basilisk is still alive, no one can guarantee whether Grindelwald will be interested in it. After all, this thing is the top equipment of the dark wizard, and it is no worse than the Obscurus.

Even if you don't use it, keeping it around is a status symbol.

If Grindelwald wanted to grab it, Kyle really couldn't do it.

This is fine now.

Kyle silently comforted himself, at least no one would have to worry about the basilisk suddenly running out of the box and hurting the students of Hogwarts.

"Why, you can't bear to leave?" Sasia looked at Kyle with a tangled face in amusement.

"No." Kyle shook his head and put his box on the table. "It's inside. Do you want to take it away now?"

"Don't worry, I don't have such a big container. You can help me deliver it later." Sasia waved her hand.

"No problem, just treat it as an after-sales service. It is guaranteed to be delivered to the designated place." Kyle forced a smile.

"Of course, I won't let you suffer." Sasia continued: "In this hundred years, I will"

"Oh?" Sasia looked at Kyle strangely, "Why?"

"I admit, I may have had other ideas before - for example, using the basilisk in exchange for St. Mungo's, or Dean's friendship or something like that." Kyle said.

"So what." Sasia said, looking unconcerned.

"It's nothing, I just don't think it's necessary anymore."

Kyle took a big sip of butter beer, frowned and said, "And I suddenly found that I looked like a Minister of Magic just now, which is not good."

"Pfft——" Kanna next to him couldn't help laughing.

Even Sasiya couldn't help but pull the corner of her mouth, "Fortunately Amelia is not here. From what you said, isn't it good to be the Minister of Magic?"

"It has nothing to do with this, but that's not what I like." Kyle shrugged, "So pay it in one lump sum, or one hundred galleons."

"I don't agree."

Sasiya looked at Kyle, shook her head slightly, and rejected Kyle's proposal.

"In fact, my idea is the same as yours." She poured herself another glass of mead. "Because neither St. Mungo's nor I can afford a whole basilisk."

"Can't afford one hundred galleons?"

"I mean its true value, without the "friendship" in it. "Sassia shook her head, "So even if you don't do this, I may have to shamelessly use "friendship" to replace a large part of the Galleons.

"I agree with you. One hundred Galleons is a very reasonable price. I didn't expect my friendship to be so valuable---Oh,

No, there is this."

"Help me remember that Dean Sassia still owes us ninety-nine gold Galleons. If she doesn't pay next year, we will go to the Ministry of Magic to sue."

Kanna didn't react for a while, looking at Kyle, and then at Sassia.

"What are you waiting for? I really like the basilisk. Don't let Kyle change his mind. "Sassia said with a smile.

Kanna accepted the Galleon with a smile.

Dean Sassia seemed to be in a good mood. She had finished half a bottle of mead in such a short while.

"I liked this very much when I was young, but later I found that it would affect my judgment of potions. After that, I rarely drank it. Sassia took another sip and sipped it, "But this taste————"-You didn't really find the wine cellar of Hogwarts. "

"It's almost the same." Kyle pretended to be indifferent, "It's just the honey wine brewed by Helga Hufflepuff a thousand years ago, nothing big."

"Sure enough.-"

"Sure enough?" Kyle was stunned.

He felt that Sassia seemed to know the origin of mead a long time ago...

It shouldn't be, she shouldn't know about the Hufflepuff gold cup, did Dumbledore tell her?

"It tastes like honey. "Seemingly seeing Kyle's doubts, Sasiya took the initiative to explain: "I once received a precious gift knife and a small bottle of honey from a thousand years ago.

"I tried to use it instead of amaranth petals and lemon juice to make a special Fuling potion, and tried it myself. I remember the special taste, which is completely different from the current honey."

"Of course, and it was very successful." Sasiya looked at the little witch with shining eyes and said: "Preliminary judgment shows that the holding time of the Fuling potion has increased by 20%. More importantly, the effect of this Fuling potion will gradually weaken before it ends, which can make people adapt to the sense of gap faster."

While she was talking, Kanna was thinking about something.

"You don't need to remember these." Sasiya continued, "It may be the difference in type. Only honey from a thousand years ago will work. The current one I used is also OK, but it will greatly reduce the effect of the Fuling potion."

"Is that so-" Kanna looked a little disappointed.

Sasiya looked at her, "Have you started brewing the Felicis?"

"No, I'm just preparing." Kanna shook her head, "It takes a long time to brew the Felicis, and I'd rather learn some special healing potions now."

"If it's a broad-spectrum antidote and a dark magic neutralizer, I have some special tricks to share with you, if you're willing."

"Of course, I mean, it's a blessing-""

Kyle looked at the two people who suddenly became familiar with each other, silently gave up the middle position, picked up the butter beer and took a sip.

For a long time afterwards, Kyle seemed to As if it didn't exist, he listened to the names of various materials beside him.

At first, it was normal, all about potions and potion materials, but then, I don't know when, there were also crucible types and grinding methods.

He had finished three cups of butter beer, and he couldn't say a word.

It was not until noon that the two finally ended the topic with reluctance.

This was because Sassia needed to go back to stir the crucible, so she had to stop the topic.

When he came back, he saw a shorthand quill in front of Connor, quickly recording the content of the chat just now.

"How do you feel?"

"I gained a lot. Dean Sassia recommended a very good store to me." Connor said excitedly: "She told me that there is a semi-wizard village in Sartre County, and the quality of potions sold there is much better than Diagon Alley.

"There is also St. Catchpole Village, where you can buy better quality crucibles---I remember your family lives there, why have you never told me this!"

Connor's voice was a bit complaining.

Kyle blinked in confusion.

In St. Catchpole Village, is there a place that sells cauldrons?

Maybe there is --- As a village with many wizards, there are more or less some special shops. These places are basically covered with Muggle-repelling spells, and only wizards can enter.

But to be honest, Kyle did not lie to Connor. He really did not know, and he had no impression at all. After all, if he needed to buy something, he would usually go directly to Diagon Alley.

There were enough shops there, and he could buy anything he wanted. It was the most convenient place.

It was not far anyway. He could walk to the Burrow and use the Floo Network, and he would be there in a blink of an eye.

The Weasley family was the same. Kyle had never heard them say that they were going to the village to buy things. They all went to Diagon Alley.

Perhaps wizards like the Lovegood family who did not have a fireplace connected to the Floo Network would choose to buy some necessities in the village.

But Kyle really did not know, especially about the cauldron. He only knew that Percy was obsessed with the cauldron for a while.

"I will write a letter for you to ask if there is really a place to sell cauldrons there."

Kyle could not help but ask when he returned to Hogwarts. "But, did you just talk about these?"

These topics were a little different from what he thought.

Two people who like potions get together, shouldn't the topic of their conversation be about how to improve potion formulas and effects?

Just like when they started the topic.

But listening to Connor's description, Kyle always felt that they were talking about a shopping guide exclusively for potion masters. "Because I learned potions more from Uncle Severus." Connor explained: "So although Dean Sassia is also a potion master, her way is not all suitable for me.

"In comparison, her experience surprised me even more. I didn't know there were so many good places in the UK, and even some banned trade materials have fixed places to sell them. "