Study Days at Hogwarts

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The second round of the Magic School Potions Championship has arrived quietly as the night fades.

In the early morning, Albert woke up from his deep sleep, stretched out lazily, got dressed, washed up, and prepared to go downstairs for dinner. I happened to meet the yawning Professor Slughorn at the top of the stairs. This old man was obviously not used to getting up early.

"What do you like to eat in the morning? Ask Isobel to get it for you. Remember to eat more." Professor Slughorn sat next to Albert and whispered, "Before the second round ends, You don’t have time to eat, most of your time needs to be spent traveling or looking for magic ingredients.”

In fact, most of the contestants have been told similar things by their team leaders.

In the second round of the competition, the contestants may not be able to eat for a long time. If their hands and feet are weak from hunger, they will not be able to complete the task well.

In fact, Albert has always wanted to complain, why can't the tournament organizers prepare some water and food for the players?

He is probably not the only one who would complain like this.

However, there are not many players with an appetite like Albert. Most of them are very nervous. This is a normal reaction of players participating in the competition. Not everyone has experienced big scenes like Albert.

Yes, Albert is really not nervous.

Maybe it was because he experienced too many exciting things after going to Hogwarts that Albert became a little dull.

In other words: I have seen too many big scenes.

That's it?

Halfway through the meal, someone came from the tournament, saying they were bringing a set of clothes for the contestants to use in the upcoming competition.

Various colors, plus the school emblem of the respective school.

Honestly, it's ugly.

Moreover, Albert resisted wearing clothes that had been used by others.

Well, he is not the only one who has a problem with this, other players are also resistant.

"Why do we have to change into these ugly clothes?"

"This is for the fairness of the game and to prevent anyone from cheating..."

When he heard the first two sentences, Albert almost laughed out loud. Fortunately, he turned it into a dry cough in time to resolve the unnecessary embarrassment.

You really can't blame him. The so-called fairness has always been a joke.

"...There are tracking spells on the clothes, so that when you are in danger, you can arrive as soon as possible and provide help." The wizard continued, "Don't worry, these clothes have been made to order and have been given to you. The house elves helped wash it."

Many people don't believe this. Most of the wizards who can participate in the Potion Championship are adults and have their own ideas.

"Are you sure?" Albert asked, staring into the man's eyes.

"Of course." The wizard felt a little uncomfortable.

"He didn't lie." Albert looked at Isobel.

"Just customized, washed." Isobel nodded and said.

"What the hell are you doing?" the wizard said angrily. For a moment just now, he felt that he had been completely seen through.

"Let's see if you have deceived us." Albert took over his clothes and went back to eat, ignoring the other party.

Some people set an example, and others chose to believe it after whispering. They were curious about what Albert had done.

The wizard seemed very anxious.

Several principals present and leading the team frowned. This kind of thing should be notified in advance, and at least someone should come and measure the player's size to be convincing.

Fortunately, the competition party's brain was not caught in the door, otherwise, if these clothes were really worn by others, they would explode instantly, and the entire Potions Championship would become a laughing stock.

After everyone put on new clothes, they followed the crowded team to the west of the village. There was no doubt that the entrance to the magic garden was here.

The entire village probably exists to hide the entrance to the magic garden. Anyone who comes to participate in the competition can guess this as long as they are not stupid.

If they are not told that the Magic Garden is a forest, they will think that this is the Magic Garden when they come here.

This village actually fits people's guess about a magical garden. It is surrounded by towering walls and full of precious plants.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a garden, which is very deceptive.

The contestants were taken to a common greenhouse. After passing through two doors, they found a forest in front of them.

Is this the magic garden?

People looked around curiously and found that behind them were the ruins of a house cut out of stones, which seemed to be hundreds of years old.

They had just passed through a magic door, somewhat similar to the entrance to Platform Nine and Three Quarters of King's Cross Station.

"Welcome to the Magic Garden."

An old wizard walked up to everyone, cleared his throat and said the rules of the second round: "You will have 10 hours to go deep into the magic garden to collect raw materials, and return with the found raw materials within the specified time. , and use the found ingredients to brew a magic potion.”

"You can only bring your own wands and the medicine kits distributed to you. It is prohibited to carry or use other foreign objects for cheating. Finally, please remember:

It is forbidden to attack each other and steal other players' potion ingredients.

Destruction and theft of forests and rare medicinal herbs are prohibited.

If you encounter danger, you can shoot red sparks into the sky, and the surrounding patrols will rush to help as soon as possible. However, shooting sparks means losing the qualification to continue the game.

If you fail to return in time and brew the potion within ten hours, you will be disqualified from the competition. "

After the old wizard finished speaking, all the contestants were given a satchel. When opened, there were many compartments for storing raw materials, as well as a pair of dragon skin gloves, a silver knife, a shovel, and a sign pointing to the entrance of the magic garden. pocket watch.

"The order of entering the forest is according to the score of the first round, one person enters every five minutes. Okay, Mr. Albert Anderson, you can go, next is Mr. Guy Bernard, please do Be prepared."

Albert didn't talk nonsense, put on his backpack, picked up his wand, and walked directly towards the magic garden not far away.

This magical garden does not look as gloomy as the Forbidden Forest around Hogwarts. There is a sense of magic within the sight. The wizards have obviously transformed this forest.

That's right, if this place has not been transformed, why are there a bunch of exotic flowers and rare fruits?

Albert walked forward slowly, not in any hurry. He was carefully recalling the potion formula in his mind. The original first target was beauty potions, but some of the raw materials for beauty potions were not easy to find.

Fairy wings, morning dew, or unicorn tail hair are all difficult to collect, and African tree snake skin is impossible to find. Moreover, he was a little doubtful whether he could find roses in the magic garden. Even if he did find them, roses would not bloom in November.

What the hell!

Albert discovered that he had not realized how unreliable it was to prepare beauty potions.

Fortunately, he had prepared more than one preliminary plan for himself.

Compared with beauty potions, slimming potions are obviously more reliable.

Daisy is a common yellow or white wildflower in Europe with very strong vitality.

All right.

Within sight, Albert spotted a small patch of daisies.

Albert took out a small shovel and began to dig up the daisy roots.

As for the shriveled fig, although it originates from Abyssinia (Ethiopia), the plant is very strong in life and can survive just as easily elsewhere.

If you're lucky, you might be able to find wrinkled figs in the magic garden.

Why do you say luck? Because even if you find a wrinkled fig tree, there must be wrinkled figs on it.

The remaining ingredients are even simpler. Although caterpillars are not common in winter, the temperature here is actually quite high, so they should not be difficult to find.

As for rats, there is no problem. How could there be no rats on the mountain? It's just that removing the spleen is a troublesome thing.

Leech juice is no problem; leeches are as common as mice, caterpillars and daisies.

The only problem is that the shrinkage potion you prepare may not have a high score.

If he had come to participate in the Potion Championship, Albert might have struggled with this issue, but after last night's prophecy, he no longer struggled with it.

Because, there is still the third round.

Yes, there is a third round.

Therefore, the score obtained through this round of competition is not as important as it originally was.

The rules have been changed.

Albert felt that 80% of it was President Bernard's good deeds. That guy really did everything possible to let his grandson win the golden crucible.

Because in the third round of the competition, contestants can choose their own potion formula, and then the magic garden will provide materials to configure the potion, and then they will be scored based on the difficulty and completion of the potion preparation.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the championship is not won by winning the third round, but the total score of the three games is added up to select the winner of the final Potion Championship.

No wonder Hutok hates President Bernard, and he wouldn't like that guy either.

Guy Bernard, who knew the rules early, was obviously ready for this potion championship. The change in the rules was very beneficial to him. Without Albert, Guy Bernard would have been at the beginning. There will be a huge gap between you and other players, and then you will continue to accumulate advantages to win the final championship.

Unfortunately, after Albert predicted the outcome through the crystal ball, he no longer had the chance.

"Then again, Mr. Damocles didn't remind himself?" Albert murmured to himself, "He doesn't know, or does he think that even if the rules change, it will have no impact on him? Or, he doesn't want to cheat by cheating. win?"

With the time he spent looking around, Albert easily found the guy watching him overhead.

Don't think that you won't notice it if you use the Disguise Charm.

Perhaps, the other party is an expert in the field of herbal medicine or potions, but is obviously not good enough in other fields.

"How about we eliminate Guy Bernard first?"

Albert looked towards the forest ahead and narrowed his eyes slightly: Look, what he saw, an Ariot.