Chapter 313 Slaughtering the Fat Sheep
As Lane expected, when using alchemy to fuse new skills, the higher the correlation between these new skills and old skills, the faster the fusion.
It only took more than a week for Ryan to imprint the runes representing these new knowledge into the bright red sphere suspended in the sea of his own knowledge. This also means that he has successfully integrated these knowledge initially, and the rest is to use time and practice to continue to be familiar with the water mill kung fu of running in these strengths.
When he was done with these things, he realized that this Saturday's Hogsmeade Day was coming. At breakfast, the new issue of Wizards Weekly was delivered to many people. Rita Skeeter once again builds on his rumor-mongering skills, accusing Ginny of being a scheming witch who stole her brother's lover, while Ron becomes the pitiful side of the story, giving up for his sister Beloved lovers.
You shouldn't have messed with Rita Skeeter when you went to Hogsmeade! She made you look like that—the kind of scheming girl, Ron said to his sister.
Don't you know what that woman was doing at that time? She was constantly irritating Harry and trying to find out what was wrong with Harry's answers. I can't just watch Harry fall into her trap. . Ginny yelled at Ron, even attracting a lot of students to watch them.
What a disgusting person. Ron immediately stood on his sister's side and scolded the enemy after learning the truth. This new article makes all the people who know the truth feel outraged, and the only thing that makes them happy is that most of the students don't think what Rita Skeeter is telling the truth. Even the defiant Slytherins with the book's content could tell from their faces that they didn't trust every word Rita Skeeter said.
After surviving the last Potions class this Friday, Ryan and Hermione finished their morning combat practice at noon the next day. The two left the castle. As they walked out the gate, they saw a silvery, faint sun shining. the venue. The weather is the warmest of the year, finally the long and harsh winter is over and spring is here.
What's the thing you're carrying? Hermione asked curiously after passing through the castle gate, because today Ryan was a little different than usual. In his hand, he was carrying a lavender box that was beautifully inlaid with gold edges.
Well, my relatives—look— Ryan was a little vague in what he said later. Hermione only thought it was an important gift he was going to give to a relative. After a few chats, Hermione put the question of the box behind her.
After going to Honey Duke to buy snacks, the two decided to go to the Three Broomsticks for a rest.
Hey, Harry, why are you the only one here? Ryan saw Harry sitting alone at a table as soon as he entered the bar. So he stepped forward and patted his shoulder and asked.
Ryan, Hermione is you. Harry turned around and greeted. I came here with Ron Ginny. Ginny went to the bathroom, and Ron is now ordering food at the bar. He pointed at the bar, and sure enough, Ron's red hair at the bar looked very Conspicuous.
I'll go get some drinks. Ryan said to Hermione and ran to the front of the bar to order drinks. When he came over with butterbeer and chips, he saw that Harry and Ron had already started drinking.
Well, do you still have the potions you gave me in the last game? Harry took a deep breath after chatting for a while, and then asked a little embarrassedly.
Of course, why are you asking this? Ryan looked at Harry.
If you have any similar potions, please sell me some. After all, the game is really too dangerous. Of course, I will pay for those potions at the market price. Harry hesitated and then said.
It's not like you. Hermione said beside her, I know you've always done what you can and never opened your mouth to trouble others. Things like asking a competitor to buy medicine are not like you taking the initiative. made.
All right,
Hermione. Seeing Harry, who had a fever on his face, stopped Hermione from continuing to speak. After all, as a good classmate and a good shield, Ryan didn't want Harry to be seriously injured in the game. He was worried that Hermione would put Harry After Leigh said that he was embarrassed, Harry retracted directly.
Of course, it wasn't surprising that Harry could make this, because he knew that Harry had been communicating with his godfather, Sirius, and Sirius would certainly have a lot of practical advice in this case. For example, ask Ryan to buy some potions that are hard to find in the market.
And for Ryan, he himself welcomed Harry to buy his stuff, because these potions were at least triple the profit.
I gave you a discount for the last set of potions because you were a friend. 35 Galleons will do. I can give it to you before next Wednesday. After Ryan made an offer, Harry smiled. Ryan thanks. Thinking of coming to Sirius, he should also give him a popular science after the fact about how much the potions he brought last time were probably worth, so Harry was very happy that Ryan was willing to sell him high-quality potions at a low price.
By the way, I have a newly developed potion here that you may need. After seeing Harry handing him 35 Galleons, Ryan quickly thought about what else he could get from Harry's The fat sheep have hair on their bodies. Soon, he thought of his latest new product.
Ryan took out two pinky-knuckle-sized fully enclosed glass tubes containing 2/3 silver-blue liquid from the space bag around his waist, shook them at Harry, and then asked, Harry, do you want to have this medicine? branch?
This is? Harry and Ron both looked at the glass tube with puzzled expressions, Ryan looked left and right and said in a low voice, This is a potion made from unicorn blood that removes the curse, even if you If you are mortally wounded, you can hang yourself all day if you drink it. The recipe and ingredients I got because of my good relationship with the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest.”
God, the life potion made from the blood of unicorns to get rid of the curse, I always thought it was just a legend. Ron exclaimed in a low voice beside him. I saw this thing in a book at home, since wizards and centaurs parted ways, this kind of thing has been very, very rare, and only a few wizards in history have had this kind of thing. Lane, you may be The first human wizard who can make this in over a hundred years.
Is it that exaggerated? Harry looked at Ron's attitude a little puzzled.
Of course there is. Those rich pure-blood families have basically endless demand for this life-saving potion. I heard that the Malfoy family has one. When Draco's grandfather got the potion, he held a special dance party. Congratulations. It's a pity that this medicine can only hang your life and has no effect on the disease. After so many years, it is estimated that his medicine has also failed.
So, how much is this medicine? After listening to Ron's introduction, Harry began to worry that his wallet might not be able to pay the price.
Three hundred Galleons. Ryan spat out a number.
So expensive! So cheap! Harry and Ron exclaimed at the same time, but what they said was completely different.
You must know that Malfoy spent at least 1200 Galleons when he bought that medicine, so 300 Galleons is really only a material fee. Ron said to Harry who looked at him.
Ron is right. I only bleed once because we have a good relationship and compete together. If you want to buy a second one, it will cost 1,000 Galleons. Ryan also said.
In the end, Harry gritted his teeth and bought the potion, and at the same time agreed with Ron that Ryan would not spread the news to the outside world.
