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"So far ahead! Hogwarts so far ahead!"

As soon as this slogan was shouted, it actually attracted a chorus of echoes, and the scene suddenly became more lively.

The scene became more lively due to the enthusiastic exchanges between the audience and the special effects of Hogwarts' display equipment.

Devereux stood in the corner of the booth, with his arms folded in front of his chest, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a trace of pride and satisfaction in his eyes.

"This is the effect this exhibition should have."

He thought to himself, his eyes scanning the enthusiastic crowd, and his mood rarely became more relaxed.

At this time, the introduction of polyjuice potion has come to an end, and the introduction of the next product is about to begin.

Lupine's voice was loud and contagious, and with a flick of his wand, a bottle of dark blue potion appeared on the magic projection screen, with a faint silver light emitting from the bottle.

"This is our second innovative potion, Wolfsbane Potion,"

He said firmly.

"A breakthrough potion that helps werewolves stay sane while they transform."

This sentence instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the audience.

The audience's eyes were all focused on the projection screen, as if the bottle of potion was the light of hope to solve the werewolf problem.

"This is a miracle!"

exclaimed a middle-aged witch wearing a gorgeous robe.

"If this potion is really effective, then werewolves will no longer be an uncontrollable and dangerous existence!"

"Yes, the werewolf problem has always been a stubborn problem in wizarding society. If this potion can be mass-produced, it will be a great thing for the security of the magical world!"

Another young wizard nodded in agreement, his eyes full of anticipation.

Some potions experts who came from other booths crowded in front of the Hogwarts booth and listened carefully to Lupine's every word.

There was excitement and professional scrutiny in their eyes, as if they were assessing the potion's true potential.

"This is more than just the glory of Hogwarts,"

An old wizard murmured.

"This provides hope for treatment for lycanthropy patients around the world."

However, just when the enthusiasm of the crowd in front of the booth was pushed to its peak, Devereux standing aside seemed a little absent-minded.

His eyes did not stay on the magic projection screen, but looked down at his watch thoughtfully.

"The time...is getting closer."

He frowned and tapped his fingers nervously on the dial.

The hands of the watch slowly approached twelve o'clock, and every second beat was like a drum beating in his heart.

Devereux raised his head, glanced across the cheering crowd, and then fell on Lupine on the stage.

The other party was talking eloquently, with a confident smile on his face.

But all this seems a bit far away in Devereaux's eyes.

He took a deep breath and rubbed his face with both hands, trying to calm down.

"No...I shouldn't think that way, shouldn't..."

He whispered to himself, with a hint of suppressed anxiety in his voice.

Devereaux's hands slowly slid down his face and he took a deep breath, trying to calm down.

"Our wolfsbane potion is dedicated to solving the werewolf's instability problem and completely eliminating the werewolf's out-of-control behavior..."

Lupin's voice echoed in his ears, his tone as passionate as ever.

But for some reason, Devereaux felt that these sounds were gradually fading away, as if they were coming through a thick layer of mist.

His head felt heavy, his shoulders slumped, and even his eyelids seemed to be under a weighted spell.

"Damn! Why are you sleepy at this time?"

He shook violently and forced himself to sit up straight, his eyes quickly scanning his surroundings.

The audience in front of the booth was still listening to Lupine's speech attentively, and no one seemed to notice his gaffe just now.

Devereaux breathed a sigh of relief, but felt vaguely that something was wrong.

"Is it because Lupine hasn't shown the core content yet that the atmosphere is not so enthusiastic?"

He tried to convince himself and rubbed his eyes vigorously, trying to dispel the inexplicable feeling of fatigue.

At this moment, a crisp sound of metal collision reached my ears - very light, but extremely clear.

Devereux looked down and saw that the half silver coin he had used to make ice cream for Fleur had slipped out of his pocket and was lying quietly on the ground.

He frowned and bent down to pick it up.

"wrong……"

The moment his fingers touched the silver coin, a chill ran from his spine to his brain.

He stopped suddenly, and the air around him seemed to have solidified, becoming eerily quiet.

Something is wrong, very wrong!

It stands to reason that the road show was bustling with people, how could you hear the sound of silver coins falling to the ground clearly?

What's more, even Lupine's voice has disappeared now.

Devereux slowly straightened up and moved his gaze from the ground to the surroundings.

Then he froze.

Everyone - Lu Ping, the audience, reporters, and participants in other booths - all stood there quietly, with the same weird and hearty smile on their faces, showing their big white teeth, and unblinking eyes. Stare at him.

That smile was too neat and consistent, like some kind of carefully designed doll.

Then they all spoke in unison, their voices as unified as the echoes of one person.

"It's almost time!"

Devereaux shivered suddenly, sweat broke out on his back, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the armrests of the chair.

In an instant, he looked up again at Lu Ping on the stage. The latter was still performing the road show calmly and his voice was steady and clear.

"The formula of our wolfsbane potion is absolutely open and transparent. The core herb is Sirius grass. We must fully recognize Mr. Marcus's contribution to discovering this herb!"

Lupin spoke in a rhythmic tone, as if he had not noticed Deveraux's abnormality at all.

The projector next to him accurately displayed the three-dimensional model of Sirius grass, with slender leaves and a strange luster.

Click! Click! Click!

The reporters in the audience seemed to smell the wolves' prey, and the flashes of the cameras were connected to record every detail.

The audience discussed the medicinal properties of Sirius grass enthusiastically, and some even began to speculate whether it could be used to treat other types of lycanthropy.

However, no one noticed Deveraux.

(Sorry everyone, the update tonight may have to wait until 2 or 3 in the middle of the night. It's the end of the year and all kinds of things are piled up. I'm really sorry. Sorry.)

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