This Hogwarts isn't normal.

The famous Boy-Who-Lived was not something Vincent, who had just entered the magical world, could know.

However, no matter how calm he acted, he could never hide that strange smile.

No villain can escape the devil's clutches.

His most profound recognition of this bald socket was an extremely arrogant and crazy smile.

"Hey hey~"

Under Tom's strange gaze, Vincent suppressed a smile and pointed to the wine shelf behind him.

"Boss, why is there only one bottle of wine?"

"Oh, this is a good thing..." Tom recalled the story behind it.

After the implementation of the "Secrecy Act", in principle, the Leaky Cauldron cannot continue to be opened in the Muggle world.

However, the then Minister of Magic, Ulric Gamp, did not take any coercive measures and even chose the backyard of the bar as the entrance to Diagon Alley.

The boss was so moved that he burst into tears and used his name to create a new beer brand - Gamp Aged Social Wine.

Vincent, who had successfully offset Tom's doubts, was about to say goodbye and leave when he heard the other party's offer of 100 Galleons for a pint.

"I understand, boss." He was frightened and quickly took a breath.

According to McGonagall's popular science just now, five pounds can only be exchanged for one galleung in Gringotts.

It's 1991, an era when 500 pounds is equivalent to about 1,000 bucks.

If Vincent had this money, he would have bought two thousand shares of Little Apple and waited for their value to rise.

"Unfortunately, no one has been able to complete this challenge so far..."

Tom's sigh made him wake up instantly.

Instead of buying a bottle of wine for 100 galleons, you can get the 100 galleons by drinking it.

Eric, who had an ominous premonition, subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"My dear, do you want to give it a try?" Evelin's eyes were extremely hot as she was a good housekeeper.

By not going to Westminster, you can save more than £20,000 a year.

Adding these 500 pounds, the expenses were reduced by 70,000 pounds!

The money was enough for the couple to straighten their backs in front of the old man who came ashore, and no longer had to live a life of "depending on others".

"wait……"

"Excuse me, can my husband challenge?"

Eric closed his mouth and smiled bitterly.

It doesn’t matter whether the wine is hard to drink or whether it has great stamina.

Under his pleading eyes, the boss Tom answered decisively, yes.

Happily, this bottle of Gamp was the exact size of a pint.

But sadly, it is almost a hundred years old.

"Boss, are there any other years?" Eric looked forward to it.

"Mr. Wayne, if you need something older, I remember there are still a lot of first batches in the cellar."

"No need to bother,"

This answer shocked him and he quickly opened the wine cork, "I'm just curious."

A musty smell mixed with the aroma of plants impacted the sense of smell of everyone in the bar.

"Kodori, do you think he can complete the challenge?"

"That's impossible, Dedalo.

The wizards who were whispering among each other seemed not to be optimistic that this Muggle could complete the challenge.

Dedalo, who was wearing a top hat, looked at the next table, "Professor Quirrell, when do you think - he left?"

"It should have been when Professor McGonagall came in~" Kodori took a sip of wine, "I guess he felt that the impact was not good, so he left first."

"It's such a pity that I couldn't see this scene..."

At this time, Vincent and Evelin were cheering Eric on.

"Dad, if you complete the challenge, you can save your pocket money."

"Honey, I believe you can do it."

Mag was moved by this scene.

In order to make a living, the father in front of me actually dared to challenge a project that no one had succeeded in for three hundred years.

“Oh, what a loving family!”

Her sigh made Eric, whose hands were shaking, almost drop his drink to the ground.

If this bottle is gone, the attentive Tom will definitely take out another bottle from the wine cellar that is older.

Just smelling it for a hundred years was so addictive, and he couldn't imagine how powerful it would be after three hundred years.

"Dad, you have always been my hero!"

His son has already said this. Even if the road ahead is full of dangers and fires, Eric must drink up the bottle of wine first.

So under the gaze of a dozen pairs of eyes, his whole aura suddenly changed, and he simply raised his head and took the mouth of the bottle in his mouth.

When Gamp wine first enters your mouth, it has a very bad sour-sweet feeling.

This kind of impact on the taste buds, no wonder no one has been able to successfully challenge it in three hundred years.

"Come on, Mr. Wayne!"

Seeing that he wanted to put down the bottle, Tom couldn't help but wave his fist, "Think about your wife and children, this is not an impossible challenge!"

Mag, who felt the same way, stretched out his hand and clapped rhythmically, "Mr. Wayne, you can do it."

"Dad, victory is right in front of you!" Vincent was a little surprised by Tom's performance.

The publicity effect of one hundred galleons would probably bring ten times the return to the Leaky Cauldron.

Sure enough, profiteers are everywhere.

Eric suppressed the discomfort on his tongue and slowly raised the wine bottle.

After the initial bad experience, it turned out to be a bitter shock that settled down.

This unhappiness made his whole face twist into a ball.

"Mr. Wayne, you are the bravest Muggle I have ever seen!"

"No matter what the result is, I will pay you the utmost respect."

The wizards in the bar all clapped and shouted to Magg's rhythm.

Everyone present basically knew how Gamp's wine tasted.

Eric, who drank one-third of it, had already surpassed most people.

"No matter how difficult the training was, I passed it..."

"I can never give up..."

Eric, whose eyes were getting brighter and brighter, swallowed faster.

All the wizards who knew magic failed in the challenge, and he, a Muggle who couldn't do magic, was going to risk it today.

Even though his hand holding the bottle of wine was shaking, the figure who never let go in front of the bar still had enough influence on everyone.

Dedallo took off his hat and bowed slightly to the bar, "From today on, Brother Wayne is my brother!"

"You are my hero!" Kodori next to him stood in awe.

A true warrior will never give up easily.

Eric, with a numb tongue, could only feel the coldness of the wine slightly until now.

He dared to swear to the Queen that after finishing this bottle of the damned thing, he would never drink a second bottle in his life.

"Victory is in sight, Mr. Wayne." Tom had already taken out his purse.

Mag wiped his eyes with red eyes, "Merlin's beard, I'm sure the headline of today's Daily Prophet can only be the feat accomplished by Mr. Wayne."

When the last two drops of wine slid down the inner wall of the bottle into Eric's mouth, the challenge that no one had succeeded in for three hundred years finally came to an end.

With his pupils gradually disintegrating, he staggered and put down the bottle, and roared in a hoarse throat: "I, Eric Philip Wayne -

I - I swear that I will never drink a drop of wine in this life - in this life."

After saying this, he fell on the bar with a "thump".

"Too touching!" Tom wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.

Dedalo stood up sadly and raised his glass to the wizards in the bar: "Cheers to Mr. Wayne, to the great fatherly love, to the everlasting love!"

Vincent held the purse full of Galleons and hugged his mother Evelyn "crying bitterly".

Eric is undoubtedly a respectable father and a good husband.

But if he knew the situation in the bar now, he would definitely sober up instantly.

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