Chapter 520 The coolies are in place

"It's a young man I've never seen before." Principal Dumbledore looked at the other person in confusion, "Could he be the new alchemy master? He's really young."

"No, look at Albus clearly. He is a flower-growing country. They don't have alchemy. They divide it according to function." Nico Flamel shrugged, "And I remember that there are quite a few types... I Remember, when it comes to potions, they call them alchemy, and those involving equipment are classified as weapon refining."

"So that's it, he's the new weapon master." Principal Dumbledore showed a look of astonishment, "But even so, he looks very young."

"That's right, that's right. I heard that in the flower-growing country, some simple talismans can be produced mechanically. The output is pretty good, and most importantly, the effect is relatively stable. I have a bold idea..." Nicol Flamel The lens on the nose reflected an astonishing white light, "How about setting up a potion production line?"

"Huh?" Principal Dumbledore suspected that he might not be able to turn around because of his age, but considering that the other party might be older than him, he silently retracted the idea, "Are you kidding me! Potion If it could be mass-produced..."

Those potion masters must not cause trouble yet!

Of course, Dumbledore wouldn't say this.

"I thought about it. Ordinary potions can be completed with an automatic stirring crucible, so the potion master does not necessarily need to be present." Nico Flamel said confidently, "As long as we standardize the process and refine the operation techniques, we can definitely Control the potion within a range or something like that.”

Principal Dumbledore couldn't help but interrupt him, "The potion may not be very effective..."

"But it's definitely better than the wizards staying at home and playing by themselves." Nico Flamel couldn't help complaining. "Didn't their professor tell them not to drink potions that didn't match the descriptions in the books? Or do they think Are you more authoritative than the potions master?"

Headmaster Dumbledore had nothing to say.

"Since you can drink potions that you mix randomly, there is no reason why you can't drink potions that the potion master made with machinery." Nico Flamel turned his head, feeling that his plan was still very marketable, "Besides, we Not only can it be sold in corrupt countries, but it is also a good choice to sell to other countries.”

"Then have you ever thought about the situation where Muggles would discover large-scale and frequent transactions?" Principal Dumbledore sighed, feeling that he was really worried. Not only did he have to take care of a young wizard in the school, but he also had to watch. Don't let your old friend have too many random thoughts.

Just as he was talking, strange fluctuations came from the sphere that looked like a globe, and the witch holding the crystal ball spoke again, "Hogwarts, 13 people are eliminated, Beauxbatons, 15 people are eliminated, Dem." Strong, eliminated 11 people, Kunlun, eliminated 8 people..."

The two couldn't help but glance sideways.

"Since Diagon Alley can exist for many years without being discovered, then it is not difficult for me to buy a store..." Nico Flamel turned his head, his eyes full of curiosity, "Did they suddenly start a fight?"

"Yeah, it's really rare to be able to see a mysterious person from the Flower Country." Principal Dumbledore pushed up his glasses, "Is it really because Voldemort went to the Neon Country?"

"After all, it's at the doorstep of your home, so it's normal to pay attention to it." Nico Flamel warned, "That student of yours is smart and cruel. He is not a simple character. Albus, you have to be careful. He might use you as the most dangerous person." Serious people come to disturb your spirit.”

Dumbledore smiled and thought that was impossible, then he heard Nico Flamel sigh with emotion, "As expected of the second generation Dark Lord, he brings no less death and darkness to people than Grindelwald. …”

The principal was silent, Grindelwald...

Ariana…

Seeing that his old friend fell silent and seemed to be in a heavy mood, Nico Flamel quickly changed the subject, "Speaking of which, the magic in the Flower Country is not very different from ours. Although there is also a theory that the stronger the will, the stronger the magic power. But in fact, their magic is more of a leverage. Albus, this is a good opportunity, the East is too mysterious, we can take a peek."

Principal Dumbledore said helplessly, "As for the magic over there, uh, I remember that's not what they call it, right? I mean the magic. I don't know much about it, but I also know that it's the same as us, and we pay attention to confidentiality."

After all, ordinary people are the most numerous in this world. If there is too much fanfare, the power of wizards and mystical masters will be divided.

But the occasional sensation caused by magic and sorcery will bring them another form of power, a gift from human consciousness, which is the power of belief. Because this power does not belong to oneself, it is not easy to control. Therefore, orthodox mystical people are not very willing to use this power.

Except those who go astray.

All in all, mystical people all over the world pay more attention to concealment.

While the two were talking, they saw a group of little guys being brought in. They were the group of people who were knocked down by Robert and Summers. There were 6 students from Kodos Dorez, and the remaining one was Demus. Truly.

The little devils were obviously very unconvinced and shouted to go back and have another fight with the two sneak attack guys, but they were suppressed by the adult wizards.

"The six of you used magic spells together, but you didn't hit anyone, and you are still here shouting that you were attacked by a sneak attack?" A grumpy Professor Kodosdorez shouted, "Go back to yourselves. tent!"

The other party was probably their professor. The little wizards still had dissatisfaction on their faces, but they didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore and ran away with their heads hanging down.

What made them a little frustrated was that even if they ran away, they could not just stay in the tent and sulk. They were captured by the junior students and used as coolies.

Yes, in their opinion, that was coolie work, building an underground building under the Palais des Nations that would not be discovered by Muggles?

Not to mention how long it takes to dig, just hiding it from those Muggles is not an easy thing, right?

"It's so annoying! Shouldn't you brats do this kind of thing on your own?" a wizard yelled, "We should defeat those wizards from other schools!"

"But you failed!" A young wizard pointed out this problem.

The dissatisfied wizard choked and said, "But this kind of thing is too low-level! You can handle it yourself!"

"But you failed!" More little wizards shouted.

wizard,"……"

The little wizards have no other meaning. They just think that since you can't defeat others, then don't be embarrassed. Wouldn't it be great to dig soil and build infrastructure with us?

In short, the prestige of the upperclassmen has been greatly reduced.