Hogwarts: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Hermione at the back end

He had expected such a situation for a long time.

So in the face of this illusion that seems to be much stronger, there is not much surprise.

With a slight use of magic, he broke free.

As Jerome broke free from the illusion, the boiling bubbles in the cauldron dissipated.

Only the clear potion remained.

Place two aliquots into the tube.

Jerome looked at Braun, who was refining the third potion, and a sneer rolled into his face.

"Now!

Put the two potions away.

Jerome glanced at the time, and now there was enough time for him to refine it once.

Looking at Braun again, Jerome found that Braun could still be refined at least twice.

Although he uses two crucibles, he will be much faster in efficiency, but he still has too much gap in terms of time advantage.

He looked up at his grandfather, who was watching his game closely.

Jerome couldn't help but think of his mother, the woman who looked vicissitudes of life and was always sick.

The mother who always protects him when he is bullied by other brothers.

"I! must win!"

The flames on his body couldn't help but heat again.

"Four cauldrons!"

"Oh my God, he's crazy?"

"Four cauldrons refining potions together?"

The exclamations from the audience rang out incessantly.

Both the contestants and the general audience were shocked by this scene.

"Four crucibles 01?"

Matthew looked dumbfounded.

This is simply unheard of.

Nicol's face couldn't help but become gloomy.

Even he didn't expect it.

This kid from the United States was able to use four cauldrons to make potions together.

But......

Nicol, who had a gloomy face, couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you still laughing? Can you laugh?"

Matthew couldn't help but be anxious.

The mood has become very beautiful, too.

"Look closely!"

Nicol pointed at Jerome, his tone flat.

"Take a closer look?"

Matthew looked confused, not quite understanding what Nicol meant.

But he still looked at Jerome as Nicol had said.

But I didn't see anything wrong with it.

"His magic!

Nicol said lightly.

Matthew glanced at Nicol and watched carefully.

It didn't take long for his face to become shocked.

Looking back, Nicol looked incredulous.

"How could his magic power be consumed so much?

And now it's consuming part of its life force?

Is he crazy?

It's just a game, and he doesn't even want a future?"

"How do I know, you ask me?"

Nicol shrugged.

"But I know this game is over, even if this kid wins, it's over. So even if you lose, you don't lose.

Being able to catch a Potions genius is also considered earned. "

Nicol comforted Matthew like this.

That's right, even Nicol felt that there was no hope for this game.

How can people compare if they don't even want their lives?

Even Braun had the advantage of time, but at this moment, under Jerome's desperate efforts, he did not seem to have an advantage.

"Four cauldrons?"

Braun's face turned ugly.

With the advantage of four crucibles, even his own lead was wiped out.

But......

"Don't I have hole cards? I didn't want to expose them!"

A dim shadow detached from Braun's body.

This is certainly not some kind of stand-in messenger.

Rather, it was Braun's soul golem that took Voldemort's soul fragment to make.

Most of the time, the golem was placed in Buck's body by Braun.

But in the past few days, in order to ensure safety, I have brought it with me.

Because the soul golem is made of souls, there is no need to worry about any weight.

All you need to do is possess Braun.

"Look, there's a change over there, too!"

The people who had been paying attention to Jerome couldn't help but look in Braun's direction.

I saw that Braun had also changed from refining potions alone to two people.

Because of the distance, they can't see the appearance of the soul puppet clearly.

It just feels like there's one more person.

"How can you still bring someone to help in this game?

"Why is it a violation?

And you're blind!

Isn't that human, it looks like magic?"

Another viewer was a little anxious:

"Why are you still scolding!"

But after a closer look, it is indeed like what the man said.

Not personally, indeed.

It should be a unique kind of magic.

"Can magical creations?"

"Why not?

That magic that Jerome didn't also use?

Although one is a flame and the other is humanoid, the essence is magic, isn't it?" (Read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

In the VIP seat, Mr. Foley, who was nervous and a little trembling, also breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought Braun had lost that.

I never thought Braun would have such a hand.

It did surprise him a little.

"Sure enough, it's my son! I knew he had a back hand!"

Mr. Foley straightens up and says with some pride.

This made Dick next to him roll his eyes:

The nervous look you had just now is something that everyone can tell.

The gap between you and before and after is too big!

But Mr. Foley had no idea what his old friend Dick was thinking.

Instead, he raised his head again like a proud peacock.

Dick was a little speechless.

"Do you think there's hope, Nicol?"

Matthew couldn't help but ask when he saw the changes in front of Braun's lab table.

"I don't know. "

Nicol shook his head.

"Don't look at Braun's speed, it's also faster, but there's still a gap with that kid.

So don't get your hopes up too much, old man.

If it's a big deal, put up with it for three years!"

Nicol patted Matthew on the shoulder.

As a wizard who has lived for six hundred years, he has experienced so much.

Betrayal, revenge, defeat, assassination, and more.

Winning or losing a match doesn't really bring much volatility to him.

It is even said that three years is just a nap for him, and he may not even be able to do an experiment.

But Matthew is different.

Although Matthew is not young, he is still within the range of a wizard's lifespan after all.

Three years is not worth mentioning for an old man like him, who is not sensitive to time.

But it's not the same for the little wizards.

Three years!

The rise in the price of potions is certainly the school that has been the most affected.

Where did all the potions that were given for free come from in Hogwarts Potions class?

Still not relying on preferential prices?

If today's game is lost, it means that the Potions class will definitely be affected a lot in the past three years.

In addition to the school, it is the various Potions families that have been greatly affected.

As the largest potion supplier in the wizarding world.

After the price of medicinal herbs has risen, their impact is certainly not small.

It is even said that there must be many small families that will decline because of this.

But what's the solution?

He opened his mouth, but in the end, Matthew didn't say a word but sighed.

He knew it was useless to say anything at the moment.

Since Nicol said so, there must be a basis for it.

"Can there be a miracle?"

Matthew looked at Braun, who was constantly busy in the square, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

Braun's potion was quickly refined.

Even on the puppet side.

wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Braun set up the vial.

"It's four!"

There is not much time left after looking at 760 eyes.

Braun gritted his teeth.

With his current mental state, he is no longer able to support a refining.

And to end with the current number of potions.

There is still a bottle of potion between himself and Jerome.

"Fight!"

The magic on his body seemed a little dark.

And with this wave of fluctuations, Braun only felt as if a powerful force was emerging in his body.

The fatigue caused by refining the secret medicine seemed to be relieved at this moment.

Braun was in good spirits again.

"Is this what Helbo calls a mental lever?"

Feeling the changes in his body, Braun felt amazing.

The Spiritual Lever is a magic created by Helbo.

The effect is also very simple, that is, it can also enhance physical fitness by reducing magic.

At the same time, it can also reduce physical fitness to enhance magic.

And now Braun is using this effect to enhance the body.

"Oh my God!

"It's a drug!"

"What's going on?"

The crowd in the audience was all talking, and Braun was startled by the speed at the moment.

I saw that on the square, Braun, who was already tired, became alive again.

The herbs are constantly changing in his hands like butterflies wearing flowers.

"An hourglass wants to complete the refining of the potion?"

Jerome couldn't help but sneer.

He fought hard for this competition.

Don't look at how easy he refined, this is in exchange for his own lifespan!

Just like that, at least a few years less than a few years of life.

Look at the little hourglass left.

Fill the potions in each of the four cauldrons and place them on the table.

And the sand in the hourglass also fell clean at this last moment.

Jerome's body shook.

Reluctantly standing on the table.