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

Looking in Braun's direction with some sarcasm.

He's going to see this guy's defeat with his own eyes!

"Come on, Braunfoley!"

I don't know who shouted in the audience.

"Come on, let the upstarts of the United States see what a real potions master is!"

"Don't lose!"

The sound of cheering Braun for a while kept coming from the audience.

Braun smiled widely.

Listen to the cheers of these people.

He couldn't help but remember standing alone in the lab practicing potions day after day.

He reminisced about the joy he had when he first made an alienation potion.

He also recalled the joy of being praised by Snape.

The pride of being adored by classmates.

"I can't lose! What about being young? What about a short period of study?

Lao Tzu still wins for you to see!

Mental lever for me to continue adding!"

For a moment, Braun's hand speed became faster and faster, as if he had brought a ghost.

I don't know when the flame spell was activated by Braun.

Burning under the crucible.

Makes the refining of secret elixirs faster.

"One minute left! Do you think Braun can do miracles?"

Matthew sighed.

"It's hard, it's hard!"

Nicol looked at Braun as he looked like he was going crazy and sighed.

I couldn't help but feel a little unbearable.

"I said I should announce the results! Five minutes is it possible that you still think you can win?"

Jerome's grandfather, the wizened old man, who didn't know when, walked up to the stage and was looking at the two with a sneer.

Five minutes, he didn't think Braun would be able to finish the potion in those five minutes.

"There is still time for the game. "

Matthew looked at the smug old man's smug look and replied coldly.

"Oh, don't you cry if you don't see the coffin?

Then wait and see!"

The thin old man sneered.

Five minutes later, he waited.

He'd like to see what reason these two guys can say when the time comes!

"One minute left!"

"No way!"

"No chance!"

The audience in the audience sighed for a long time.

"Hmph!

"This time we in the United States won!

I think you guys are old stubborn!"

Some of the United States players and spectators scoffed.

They were scolded very badly just now, but they didn't dare to show their heads because they couldn't determine the final result.

Now they're not afraid.

Just wait to see the excitement!

One by one, the audience in the European continent was scolded and their faces turned blue.

But he didn't dare to say anything.

The same goes for those players.

Even if it's anger in the heart.

But if you are not as good as a person, what can you say?

I can only let those guys shout.

"Alas...... Is it a little bit worse after all?"

Mr. Foley looks a little lost.

"That's it!

Braun was racing for the first time, and it wasn't easy to get to this point.

How old is he this year?

Thirteen, how old is the one you play against him?

I'm sure Braun will be able to turn the tide easily at the next Potions Conference!"

Mr. Dick comforted Mr. Foley by patting him on the shoulder.

Although he was a little disappointed, he also felt that it was still reasonable. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

And in his opinion, it is not easy for Braun to get to where he is today.

At least that's not something that ordinary people can do.

At the age of thirteen, he was able to reach the final of the Potions Masters Conference for the first time, and even the championship was only one step away.

At this level, even if there is only one genius in the thousands, it may be difficult to match.

Mr. Foley's face also improved a little after hearing Mr. Dick's reassurance. []

Actually, Mr. Dick was right.

Braun's first time attending the Potions Masters Conference was not easy to get to this point.

You know, his initial request was just to hope that Braun would make it through the first round of the official competition.

The reason why he seems a little lost now is also because Braun has given him too much hope.

It made him a little dissatisfied.

But now that I think about it, I'm really too demanding.

"You won't think there's a miracle for less than a minute!

We're wizards, so we have to be rational. "

The wizened old man sneered at Matthew.

As for Nicol beside him, he didn't say anything.

Of course, he was also very unhappy with this old fellow, but he was still a little jealous in his heart.

A wizard who has lived for six hundred years, who knows what the means are.

Therefore, if he can not be offended, he will not be offended.

Matthew sighed.

Ignore the emaciated old man.

But I also know that this game is a loss.

So he stood up and walked towards the platform in front of the VIP seat.

I couldn't help but glance at Braun again.

It was found that he was not over yet.

Rubbing his stiff face, he barely pulled out a smile.

"'Look, look at the VIP seats!'

"Is President Matthew going to announce the champion?"

"Then what's the solution? Failed! Skill is not as good as others!"

Several old wizards said in a tone of pity and regret.

And Jerome, who had been looking at Braun, also looked away.

It doesn't make sense anymore.

He knew he had won!

"I announce that this time the winner of the Potions Conference Junior Division is Jerro......"

"Wait!"

Matthew's voice was interrupted by a man.

The crowd followed the sound and looked over.

I saw that in the square, Braun's hand (Qian Li Hao) was holding two test tubes.

And what was in the test tube was the medicine he had refined this time.

"I guess I'm the winner this time!"

Braun said as he placed the potion next to the other potions.

Seven bottles of potions were lined up like this.

It shines brightly in the sunlight.

And at this moment, the last grain of sand in the hourglass finally fell.

This means that the time is officially over at this point.

The originally noisy crowd in the venue couldn't help but fall silent when they looked at the seven vials of potions on Braun's test bench.

It's as if the mute button has been pressed.

But the silence didn't last long before it turned into louder cheers.

"Oh my God!

"Didn't you say you couldn't win?

"Dare to mock us, without us, England, you United States, we are your ancestors!".