“Amway? What Amway? ”

“Don’t worry about the details, I mean, have you ever thought about combining some of Muggle’s everyday items with magic.”

After Ambo said the idea with a grin, he found that the twins were not as excited as he thought.

Instead, they looked at each other as if there was something unspeakable, not knowing what was communicated in their eyes, and after a while, George hesitantly said:

“That’s right, Ambow, we’ve had this idea before.”

“But, we don’t know much about Muggle stuff.”

“Daddy’s collection never lets us touch it.”

“The main thing is that we don’t have money.”

“Money, I have it. Including some of the core technologies you need, I can also provide them to you. ”

Ambo smiled deeper, like a big bad wolf who kidnapped Little Red Riding Hood, “eight three zero”, pulled the twins aside and had a long talk:

“Muggles have something called a mobile phone…”

In this morning’s Potions class, Ambo skipped class in a rare way.

Snape’s furious voice in Potions class seemed to be left behind by Ambo, and it wasn’t until noon that Ambo and the twins walked out of the abandoned classroom satisfied.

“Then it’s settled, the first wave of funds is a thousand galleons, and the subsequent production funds depend on your performance.”

In the hall, Ambo hugged the twins affectionately, and his tone was full of hope.

Looking at the back of the twins leaving, Ambo’s mood was particularly comfortable.

It wasn’t until the twins came looking for him that he realized that he had gone down a wrong path.

Research and invention is not a one-man affair.

Something, should be given to more professional people.

Now Ambo only needs to be in charge of the most crucial magic, and the holy things can be handed over to the Weasley brothers.

In this way, he suddenly felt refreshed.

Watching the twins’ backs disappear into the staircase, Ambo also turned and walked towards the Slytherin common room.

The joy made him not feel hungry, and he couldn’t wait to see the results of the Weasley brothers.

But just after he walked down the dungeon, an eerie voice sounded in his ears, completely shattering his good mood.

“Mr. Cadmus, if your troll-like smile is not an overdose of euphoria, I would like to ask you to explain why you did not come to class in the morning.”

Hearing this familiar voice, the smile on Ambo’s face suddenly stiffened.

He slowly turned his head, and Snapp’s face, just around the corner, stared at him deadly.

“Haha… Dean…”

An Bo smiled awkwardly, skipping class and being caught was really not a comfortable thing.

“Come with me.”

Fortunately, Snape did not pursue this matter too much, but glared at Ambo coldly and led him to the office.

Snape’s office was still so crowded and chaotic.

Countless messes of potions and ingredients were piled up in one densely packed cabinet after another.

Only the most pointed spot was a dirty desk, and on the table was the codex that Ambo had brought earlier. Clean and spotlessly clean and out of place with this whole room.

“Tell me, what happened before?”

Sitting behind his desk, Snape got straight to the point and asked about what had happened before.

Ambo did not hesitate, omitting the purpose of his visit to the Forbidden Forest, and from the time he met Quirrell, he told Snape one fifty and ten.

It’s just that in the end, the positioning of the door key was changed to his own home.

“The Dark Lord…”

To Amber’s surprise, Snape was not surprised to hear that Voldemort possessed Quirrell and was able to control his body to use magic.

On the contrary, there was a rare look of thought in his eyes. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) )

This scene fell into Ambo’s eyes, which made him secretly surprised.

Snape’s brain occlusion technique was already instinctive.

To be able to let him show emotions from under his eyes, it must be a great deal involved.

Remembering the content of their previous conversation, Ambo rolled his eyes slightly, and opened his mouth tentatively:

“Professor, why is the Dark Lord able to control other people’s bodies? Is it the effect of potions? ”

Snape was silent for a long time, as if hesitating whether to reveal this matter to Ambo, and finally shook his head slowly.

“Not a potion, it’s a rare alchemy…”

As if recalling a memory from a long past, Snape’s commentary had a touch of ethereal in it.

Through Snape’s explanation, the expression on Ambo’s face became more and more solemn, and his heart became more and more surprised.

Who would have thought that since the master of dark magic and the master of potions, Voldemort was actually a hidden master of alchemy.

It’s just that because alchemy has not helped Voldemort’s so-called great cause, his skill has not been shown in front of people.

Thinking of this, Ambo was quite emotional.

Sure enough, no one can succeed casually, Voldemort has coerced the entire British wizarding world for more than ten years, and his talent and efforts are unique.

At that time, before determining the route of the Horcruxes, Voldemort had considered achieving immortality through a method similar to taking the Horcrux.

And it seems that a lot of results have been achieved.

What is this contemporary big snake pill?

Ambo couldn’t help but complain secretly.

However, after complaining, Ambo, who also studied alchemy, found many details from Snape’s account.

Voldemort’s alchemical technique gave him a faint sense of familiarity.

If you can understand the know-how, it can be of unprecedented help to Prologis’s series of schemes.

Thinking of this, Ambo opened his mouth to ask about this aspect in detail.

But disappointingly, Snape was also vague about this.

He had only analyzed this information through occasional observations and 5.1 Voldemort’s words, and as for the source of Voldemort’s alchemy, Snape said that he could not help.

Although Ambo was disappointed in this, he was helpless.

Back in the dormitory, looking at the ceiling with the silver-green weft tent, Ambo’s eyes became more and more firm.

The things in the Forbidden Forest before can’t just pass casually.

Whether it was Voldemort’s alchemy that helped him a lot, or the mysterious Slytherin Emblem before.

A probe into Quirrell’s office was already imperative.

With a certain thought, Ambo turned over and fell asleep.

Getting enough sleep helps people think sharply, and all the actions that follow Ambo are dancing on the tip of the knife, and there is no room for sloppiness.

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