Hogwarts: This wizard wants to improve too much

Ravenclaw Dormitory!

Ethan looked at his three sons lovingly and said slowly:

"I'll give you a chance to make money, do you want it?"

Buffy's brain stimulant, Ethan didn't plan to make it himself. Although the whole process of making the potion is not troublesome, it takes a lot of time.

Ethan is not willing to spend his time on this. He is not Snape, a greasy middle-aged man who plans to live with potions for the rest of his life since Lily's death.

"An opportunity to make money?"

Terry took a step back and asked carefully.

Although Ethan couldn't understand the look in his eyes, he was definitely not well-intentioned. In addition, the money he made made him have bad thoughts.

Although this country is very open, he didn't have that idea at all, and he was only eleven years old.

"What about you two?"

Ignoring Terry's misguided thoughts, Ethan turned to look at Michael and Gene.

In terms of talent in potions, Michael is the strongest among the three, while Gene and Terry are both average.

"Who doesn't want a chance to make money? Right!"

Gene said affirmatively, putting his arm around Michael's shoulders.

Although he was from a wizard family, his pocket money was still limited. Why not get more Galleons?

Michael also nodded, or he was more active than Gene. Although one hundred Galleons a year was enough to spend, if he wanted to stay in the wizarding world in the future, the more Galleons the better.

"Then follow me!"

Ethan said as he walked into the small suitcase. To make a simple potion, you don't need to go to the Room of Requirement.

There are four sets of crucibles and some auxiliary tools in the dormitory, which are enough. And making potions does not require much space.

If you are not afraid of dirtying the dormitory and having a strange smell, you can make potions in the dormitory.

"This is a traceless expansion spell. I have a suitcase like this at home, and a tent. It looks small, but there is a lot of space inside."

Gene explained to the two roommates who cast doubtful eyes at him.

But Gene clearly remembered that Ethan was from a Muggle family, so how did he have this suitcase?

Even he, who was from a wizard family, didn't have it. Was there something wrong?

"See if these frogs still have oil left, use them to make potions, one Galleon for each pot."

Ethan said slowly as he looked at the three people who had calmed down.

This price is definitely not low. Even if you use your spare time and night time to make it, the Galleons you earn in a month are higher than the salary of Arthur Weasley, the head of the Ministry of Magic's Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department.

But the actual production volume still needs to be determined based on sales volume.

And a crucible is not just one portion, it can hold at least several small bottles.

""Okay, I'll do it!"

Michael was the first to express his opinion. Although he didn't even know how to do it, he must seize this opportunity.

Not to mention a gold Galleon, he would do it even if it was a Sickle. They were both born into Muggles, and he knew from the moment of the Sorting that Ethan's fate would definitely be different from his.

Now it seems to be true, with excellent grades, he can talk to everyone in Ravenclaw, especially the senior sister, who also knows the Savior and is now playing potions. This feels more pure than those purebloods.

It's not shameful to cling to him.

With Michael taking the lead, Gene and Terry also nodded to join in.

"I will do it first. Remember, bring the crucible in and boil the potion here."

"Remember, this potion formula cannot be leaked out."

At the end, Ethan's face was full of seriousness.

The wizarding world also has intellectual property rights, such as the Potter family's ancestral shampoo, which was only sold later.

But this intellectual property is for pure bloods. You, a Muggle-born wizard, are talking to them about intellectual property protection. Isn't this a joke?

Ethan was sure that if Ethan went to apply for it himself, the information would be submitted in the morning, and the formula would be registered before lunch time, and the inventor must be a pure blood.

"We know!"

The three looked at each other and nodded affirmatively.

Not to mention that they have a good relationship, they don't have such an idea now, they just want to make some money.

Even if they want to leak it, they have to think clearly about the consequences of offending Ethan. As a little wizard who is a hat joke and has begun to show extraordinary talent, his future achievements will not be bad.

After giving a few more instructions, Ethan began to act.

Take a frog out of the oversized fish tank, then stab it into the back of its head with a knife, turn the hands holding the frog and the knife at the same time until its head is cut open, and then use the knife to gently pick out its brain and put it in a container on the side.

This scene is indeed a bit disgusting, but magic potions are like this, and there are many disgusting ones.

For example, the intelligence enhancement potion requires armadillo bile and crushed scarabs, while the shrinking potion requires caterpillars (cut into thin slices) , rat bile, leech juice, other potions are not much better, didn't we use slugs yesterday?

Repeat this action until sixteen portions of frog brains are taken out, then Ethan stopped.

Heat oil in a pan, that's right. Place the crucible on the alcohol lamp, add oil, stir until it reaches the right temperature, then add frog brains.

Fortunately, this oil is not vegetable oil or animal oil, otherwise it will become fried frog brains.

After more than ten minutes, Ethan picked up the crucible and extinguished the alcohol lamp, then began to stir the liquid in the crucible again. At this time, the liquid had turned green.

This time the production was still very successful.

After completion, Ethan divided it into small bottles, a total of four bottles.

Ethan picked up a bottle and pushed the remaining three bottles in front of them:"Would you like to try it? The freshly baked potion can enhance brain power."

""Ethan, are you sure you didn't die after drinking it?"

Terry picked it up and observed it carefully. As a Muggle, he had an instinctive resistance to this.

Oil and frog brains cooked together, what would it taste like if you dared to eat it?

""You won't die if you drink it!"

Ethan drank it in one gulp. If you want to set a price, you must base it on the effect and duration.

Seeing that Ethan had already drunk it, the three of them did not hesitate and closed their eyes and drank it in one gulp.

The taste was indeed a little strange and a little greasy.

Then Ethan took the three back to the dormitory to test the specific effect.

Ethan himself felt that it didn't seem to have any effect, but Michael and the other two clearly stated that their memory and comprehension abilities had improved, but the duration was a bit short, only twenty minutes.

When the time was up, the three were beaten back to their original form.

After thinking about it, it was decided to charge five gold galleons per bottle. The potions in Diagon Alley were not cheap. Wouldn't it disrupt the market if Ethan's was too cheap?

In addition, this is the only kind that improves brain power, so take it or not!

Anyway, we are in the business of pure-blood or half-blood, and the proportion of Muggle-born little wizards in Hogwarts is actually not high.

【Thanks to big brother 18212 for the monthly ticket, thank you very much! 】