Chapter 131 The Destroyed Damocles

Damocles did not lie. Making potions was a very technical job, so he was very confident that even if Mr. Henry stood beside him, he would not see any effect of the potion he made.

After all, he was not a master in the field of potions. As for the other two first-grade children, he paid no attention to them. They probably couldn't even write the names of the potion ingredients they used!

Mr. Henry wanted to leave the room as a sign of respect, but when he found that Les had no intention of leaving, he simply stayed.

In the next hour, Damocles took dozens of potion ingredients and processed them in various ways to turn them into powders of different colors. Then he set up the crucible and added those ingredients in like a magic trick. , and from time to time he would take out a bottle of prepared magic potion from his robe and add it to the boiling crucible.

Les, who had been standing by and watching the potion preparation process, couldn't hold it anymore: there is not much difference between the potion made by Damocles and the honey water. At most, it contains some ingredients for sleeping, stimulating appetite, and strengthening metabolism-if He read it right, Damocles also added some dragon fruit juice to it. The only effect of this juice was to turn Astoria's excrement pink after a few hours.

He could conclude that Damocles was here to defraud funds.

There is definitely no harm in drinking the potion, but the effect on the blood curse is only at the level of psychological comfort.

"It's done, please use it!"

After tinkering for more than an hour, Damocles handed a bottle of blue potion into Mr. Henry's hands.

"After Miss Astoria takes the potion, if her excrement is blue, it means that the potion has not worked. If it turns red, it means that the potion has reacted with the curse in the lady's soul and has had an effect. Damocles said, "If it doesn't work, then I will change the formula."

After getting the potion, Mr. Henry was overwhelmed with joy. He planned to let his daughter drink the potion prepared by Mr. Damocles on the spot.

However, a good tutor prevented him from rushing to get his daughter to take medicine. Instead, he first asked Damocles what he wanted in return.

"I don't need anything in return. It's just treating illnesses and saving people." Damocles had a faint smile on his face.

Mr. Henry was in awe, but Les on the side frowned: A person who is obviously a liar is not looking for money, which means that he is fishing for a big fish with a long-term plan and has a more profound conspiracy.

So should I expose him? After struggling for a second, he was relieved: he was going to take action in the end anyway, so there was no need to worry about alerting the enemy.

"Feeding this medicine to a dog will make it poop red." Les immediately tore off Damocles' disguise.

Damocles:!

There was a trace of anger on his face, but before he could say anything, Les used a magic spell to catch a peacock from the window and came in. Then before he could react, Les fed the peacock the magic potion.

The birds were rectal and soon left a red mark on the experimental table.

Les made a "look" gesture.

"I have never been so humiliated, Mr. Greengrass. Since this kid doesn't trust me so much, I'd better take my leave. Your daughter's illness has nothing to do with me anymore!" Damocles stood up suddenly with a roar. He got up and left Greengrass Manor quickly.

Mr. Henry:…

After a moment, he sighed.

"I was a little too anxious, and that's why I fell into the trap of these people." He had a bitter smile on his face.

"What does he want?" Daphne was a little surprised, "He didn't ask for money either?"

"Maybe let Mr. Greengrass stand up for his new drug." Les said quietly.

Daphne suddenly realized it, and immediately she hated Damocles from the bottom of her heart: If she really believed what he said and gave her sister a placebo every day, it would definitely delay her condition!

"If you really want to take some medicine, I can make some soothing potions here, as well as some nourishing potions." However, Rice did not recommend that Astoria use tonics, because the curse in her soul would Absorbing the nutrients of the tonic simultaneously with her may cause the curse to break out in advance.

"Oh? Thank you for your hard work." After learning that Les was willing to make a few potions for his daughter, Mr. Henry immediately cheered up.

Even though he had just been cheated, he still chose to believe Les.

Les made the potion quickly, under Mr. Henry's surprised gaze. It took him less than half an hour to place two crystal bottles filled with potions in front of Mr. Henry.

"The first bottle is a sleeping potion, nothing special. The second bottle is more interesting. You can apply it on Astoria's forehead after she falls asleep, so that you can see the state of her soul - for analyzing her It’s helpful for your condition.”

"Here, I really..." Mr. Henry carefully put the potion into his arms.

"You're welcome. This is my reward for your warm hospitality over the past few days." Les did not take the credit and chatted with Mr. Henry for a few words. After he left, Les borrowed the Hourglass Door key from Daphne and learned Damocles' address from her.

"What are you going to do?" Daphne had a vague answer in her mind.

"Save the Wizarding World."

……

Damocles sat at the table, with complicated thoughts and could not calm down for a long time. He couldn't understand, how could he be seen through by a child?

If I didn't deceive Henry Greengrass, would it affect the promotion of Wolfsbane Potion?

A terrible thought occurred to him, and he pushed it out of his mind.

"It's impossible. My potion is really effective. I will become a hero in the magical world and the greatest pharmacist of this era. The badge of the Knights of Merlin is even more in my pocket..." He murmured to himself, Try to comfort yourself.

"Not really." A voice suddenly came from behind him. He was frightened and almost jumped up, but was pulled back by several ropes coming out from behind. He was then tied tightly to the chair.

A crystal bottle was held to his mouth, and a few drops of cold potion were poured into it.

"W-what did you give me to drink?!" Damocles asked in panic.

"Veritaserum. As a pharmacist, can't you even recognize this?" Les gave him a condescending look, and then began to interrogate him.

"Have you told anyone else the recipe for the Wolfsbane potion?"

"No."

Les thought about it and changed the question: "Besides you, does anyone else know the formula of Wolfsbane potion?"

"Yes... I know, they helped me improve this formula."

Les:!

Damocles' answer was somewhat different from what he expected.

"Who?" Les asked.

Under the influence of Veritaserum, Damocles instinctively wanted to answer Rice's question, but the word failed to come out of his mouth.

Les pushed Damocles' head straight, looked directly into his eyes, and said word by word: "Tell me."

Damocles' face became ferocious, veins popped out on his temples, and Les could clearly hear the sound of his teeth chattering.

In the end, Les broke through the defenses in his mind - a complex and ancient secret curse, but Les just knew how to break it.

He spoke one word as if he had exerted all his strength, and Les heard it clearly: the secret order.

The soul of Damocles dissipated into the air along with the word. After telling Les about the forces that helped him improve the Wolfsbane potion, the pharmacist showed no signs of life.

"Interesting." Looking at Damocles lying on the ground, Les felt that things were getting interesting.

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