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

Braun said in due course.

Big Fat Dick Looks Satisfied:

"I'm much more sensible than my son, and I feel like my son is like a nerd and won't say hello when he sees others. "

Mr. Foley rolls his eyes:

"Alright, Dick, don't show off your son in front of me!

You're almost telling me 800 times!

I already knew that Tylen had been taken in as a disciple by an alchemist in Northern Europe!"

Dick smiled, looking like I was still proud that you had pierced me.

Like Mr. Foley, his son Taryn is his greatest pride.

At a young age, he was accepted as a student by a master alchemist.

Although he couldn't understand that a person with a potion background could have a son with outstanding alchemical talents.

Of course, he has doubted more than once that his son, who is not at all the same as him except for being fat, is not his own.

However, after the elders of the family repeatedly assured that there was no problem with the magic power, he no longer doubted it.

Compared to something like bloodline, which can be faked for wizards, mana fluctuations are more convincing.

"The only downside is that Taryn comes back too rarely. "

Dick looked a little embarrassed.

Mr. Foley pats him on the shoulder:

"Wizards must always get used to tasting solitude, and instead of hiding under the wings of their parents all the time to be a greenhouse flower, it is better to let the wind and rain give him more training. "

Dick glanced at Mr. Foley;

"Why don't I help Braun with the transfer?

I know the principal of Kastrophe in Samba, who is recruiting exchange students.

Shall I help you ask?"

Mr. Foley pushes away his old friend, who was still very close just now:

"Get out, don't even think about it, this is the genius of my Foley family, how can I go to the samba country to gnaw the leaves there!"

"Then you still say that my son enjoys solitude?

Mr. Foley's angry jumping feet:

"You dare to call me a toad, you big fat pig with your nostrils up!"

Dick was also angry:

"I said that I am the most oppressive and others call me a pig!"

"I want to scream, I want to scream!"

Looking at the two men arguing with each other despite everyone's gaze, Braun, who was standing next to Mr. Foley, was a little difficult to look at.

I just hope that others don't notice me.

He didn't want to be embarrassed with Mr. Foley......

The two who quarreled and quarreled did not continue to be so embarrassed all the time.

It didn't take long for the two of them to die down.

Back to the way he was talking and laughing just now.

"Director. "

A young-looking, freckled young wizard was sitting at a table recording information about the participants.

He looked a little nervous and cramped after seeing Budick coming.

Dick nodded majestically:

"Looks like you're working hard. Yes, young people should work hard. "

The young man looked a little excited when he heard Dick's compliment, but he still stood there respectfully.

"That's right!"

Dick pulls Braun over to Mr. Foley's side.

"Register this kid. He is also a contestant. "

The young man hurriedly took out a blank form in a panic.

"When, of course Director. "

As he spoke, he prepared to record Braun's message.

Braun smiled at the youth:

"Hello, my name is Braunfoley and I am from the Foley family in England.

Thirteen years old. "

"Thirteen? oh, I know the Foleys. "

The young man looked a little surprised, but not so surprised when he thought of Braun's family.

Some Potions Guild member families will have some slots, which is a relatively normal thing.

The young man then asked Braun some other questions, basically some identity information and so on.

"Junior group. "

After the young man collected the form, he handed over a red number plate.

Seeing that the registration was completed, Dick did not delay here, and encouraged the young man a few more words, and told him to work hard.

So he took Braun and Mr. Foley with him.

"Twenty-nine. It's not good, it's not bad. "

Mr. Foley glances at the numbered plate in Braun's hand.

Seeing that his son was a little puzzled, Mr. Foley explains:

"The location closer to the edge is quieter and less affected by the people around you.

And this number is higher and easier to get the attention of the judges.

But it would be better if it was a dozen or an odd number. "

Braun nodded as if he didn't understand, not understanding that there were so many doorways for such a number plate.

"Alright, that's pretty good.

You can't put a number plate in the queue.

It's all random.

Twenty-nine is a very high position. "

"Forward?"

Mr. Foley pauses.

"Are there so many people this time?"

"yes!"

Dick sighed:

"It's the most in years. Do you know how many people are in this competition?"

Dick asked mysteriously.

Seeing Dick's appearance, Mr. Foley couldn't help but ask:

"How many?"

Dickby gestured a finger.

"10,000 ......" (If you read a violent novel, you can go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Before he could finish speaking, he was covered by Dick's fat hands covered with sweat.

"Be quiet!"

Mr. Foley nodded.

Dick put his hand down.

Mr. Foley snorted several times, as if trying to spit all the sweat off his mouth. []

"Are you so nervous?"

Mr. Foley says with some dissatisfaction.

Dick snorted coldly:

"It's all confidential!

It's a violation for me to leak it to you before the game even starts.

Wouldn't it make me make a mistake if you let others know about it?"

Mr. Foley also seemed a little unreasonable, and it was only after saying something that Dick spoke again.

"In this competition, there are a total of 10,000 people in the juvenile group, youth group and adult group.

There are more than 3,000 people in the junior group alone!

There are more than 6,000 people in the youth group.

The smallest adult group in the past had nearly a thousand people!"

This data inevitably makes Mr. Foley secretly confused.

In the past, there were more than 3,000 people, which was considered good.

This time, it was as high as 10,000 people!

What is this concept?

It can be said that all the wizards in the world who have a little inheritance and strength have come.

"What's going on?

Even if there are many people, there won't be so many. "

Mr. Foley can't help but ask.

"It's not the prize of the contest yet"

Dick seemed to be a little resentful when he said this, and without waiting for Mr. Foley to ask, he took the initiative to answer:

"I don't know what the association is crazy about this time.

Unexpectedly, he took out a secret medicine inheritance of the elementary school school as a prize!

The three pills were each rewarded as the winners of the three group competitions!"

"'Such a big money?'

Mr. Foley can't help but ask.

"Who's to say it's not! Alas, I really don't know what the association is thinking!"

Dick grumbled again.

"Father, what's the secret elixir?"

Braun couldn't help but ask.

It was the first time he had heard of the term.

"You don't know?

Looks like your father hasn't told you yet. "

Dick glanced at Mr. Foley and said.

"I'm going to tell Braun in a few years, but since the reward this time is the Secret Elixir Inheritance, I'll introduce you to it. "

Mr. Foley explains, then turns to Braun again.

"Actually, the secret potion is similar to the potion of magic, or it is something of an advanced nature.

It's just that compared to potions, potions have a variety of magical effects.

For example, the alienation potion you invented.

In fact, strictly speaking, it can be regarded as a secret medicine. "

"But you were obviously shocked, and Professor Snape didn't say anything about it......"

Braun looked puzzled.

There is some complexity in Mr. Foley's eyes.

"Because I only found out later.

Again, your grandfather told me.

As for Snape.

Although he is a potions master, he is not an orthodox family inheritance after all.

So it's understandable that there are some things you don't know.

The making of potions is much more complicated than potions, and there are all kinds of illusions in the process of refining.

This is also an important reason why secret drugs are rare. "

"But the alienation potion didn't ......"

"That's why I said you're a genius! Braun!"

Mr. Foley complicates.

"Or do you think the Order of the Merlin Order is so easy to obtain?

Chris, who invented the wolf poison potion, is a long-established potions master.

Even he was officially acquired in his thirties. "

After a pause, Mr. Foley continues:

"Most of the secret potions are controlled by the various potions families, and some of the known secret potions are the words of the wind, the sigh of the dead, the swift potions, etc.

They are capable of giving others a light body, the ability to converse with the dead, and a swift speed, respectively.

These are all basic secret medicines, which belong to the popular and basically every potions family knows.

And then there's the inheritance that Dick just said.

Most of those secret potions are systematic, like alienated seeds, which can be continuously improved or evolved by taking subsequent potions.

This is the greatest ability of the secret medicine.

At the same time, because of the different systems, different schools of secret medicine have also been derived.

For example, this is true of our family and the Webb family you saw on the road.

The school of our family's secret medicine inheritance is called the Esoteric Scholars.