This Hogwarts isn't normal.

The alchemy shop's showroom is large, and it is divided into different areas.

The overall color is dark, but the light from the ceiling is particularly bright.

The extremely strong contrast makes Hermione unconsciously imagine a wide variety of alchemy products in those transparent glass display cabinets.

The unique design is eye-catching.

There is a hole in the center of the exhibition hall that connects to the warehouse on the next floor.

Cecilia stood next to it, "When the guests decide what they want to buy in the display area, the alchemy robot arm in the warehouse will deliver it after packaging."

There is a taste of magic, and also a taste of Muggle technology.

Hermione had to marvel at Vincent's idea.

Even if it's just a little bit, it's good for wizards to understand Muggles better.

There are two floors in the warehouse, one for storing alchemy products and the other for storing raw materials.

The next floor is a bright and spacious office area.

There are complete tables and chairs, but there are more workbenches.

Hermione came to Vincent's side, "If you were alone, you wouldn't need such a big place, right?"

Vincent smiled awkwardly, "I don't think I ever said that the profession of alchemist should become history, right?"

His question made Hermione's mouth slightly rise.

Leaving a way out means it's not a life-and-death struggle.

Those stubborn old guys who are unwilling to change themselves should be eliminated.

But no matter who is right or wrong, the International Alchemy Association will not sit idly by. ˜”*°•.˜˜.•°*”˜

Below the office area is the rest area for employees.

The decoration here has not been completed, just simply painted white wall paint.

There are many rooms, and the beds and cabinets are complete, but there are no more furniture.

Part of the original bar cellar also belongs to the employee rest area, and the winding passage has been blocked.

Walking into the magic elevator full of cyber atmosphere, you can see the ridiculously large factory area at the bottom through the transparent glass inside.

In the past few decades, it has imprisoned countless Muggles and is a hotbed for evil in the magic world.

But a few months later, it has become the birthplace of alchemical products.

Boiler conveyor belt cooling and other devices are all available, all installed by Vincent alone some time ago.

The only missing alchemical robot arm has also been brought, and this place will soon become a complete automated factory.

Even if the Ministry of Magic has been trying to forget this history, as long as the factory exists, the wizards who are using alchemical products will remember it in their hearts.

Hermione, who was deeply touched, looked at Vincent's bright blue eyes, "I didn't expect you to be so romantic."

The wizards may not remember it forever, but only a short period of time is enough.

Vincent's mouth corners raised a beautiful arc, "Don't think of me too great, I just don't want to see such a tragedy happen again."

Whether it is Muggles persecuting wizards, or wizards hurting Muggles.

Hermione opened her eyes slightly, her eyes became particularly firm, "No, it will never happen again."

Checia and the others retreated quietly.

Lucifer, who was born in Muggle, had a particularly complicated look in his eyes.

Hate was directed at those witch scums, admiration was for Vincent, and confusion came from the uncertain future.

"The chairman is too handsome." Mayin Yami whispered.

"Yeah." Checia shook her head quickly, "Be quiet, don't disturb the chairman."

Vincent squatted down while chatting with Hermione.

He opened the suitcase and kept taking out the alchemical mechanical arms that had been strictly tested.

With a point of the ebony wand, they floated to the reserved installation holes.

Hermione's task was to fix and adjust each joint to the preset angle.

In less than two hours, a total of 88 alchemical mechanical arms had been installed.

The magic driver responsible for engraving the form is very precise and needs Vincent to be responsible for debugging in person.

They are the core secrets of the factory, each of which records 10 different alchemical products.

Hermione couldn't help much, just watching him quietly.

Soon, 15 magic drivers were also installed.

"There's only one step left." Vincent looked at the seven new employees.

Lucifer nodded, and went with them to the warehouse to move different ores and raw materials down.

More people means higher efficiency, but tens or hundreds of tons can't be completed in one go.

The factory area is set up with anti-Apparition spells, and they put the things in suitcases with traceless extension spells, and then take the magic elevator back.

When everything is ready, Vincent waved the ebony wand in his hand and started the entire alchemy factory.

The mechanical arm with a hammer started, knocking the ore into small pieces and sending them to the conveyor belt in proportion, and then sent them to the boiler together with the tranquilizing flower.

The boiling molten iron was poured on the mold, and then another mechanical arm put it into a special pool for cooling.

Six mechanical arms with claws salvaged them and placed them on the conveyor belt that can detect whether there are defects.

The qualified ones are sent to the next station to remove impurities, and the unqualified ones are sent back to the boiler for reheating and pouring.

Calcination, dissolution, separation, fusion, fermentation, distillation, every step is like this.

The final product is a silver metal rectangle, which is delivered to the last station via a conveyor belt.

The magic drive has opened a small gap in the middle, and when it is touched, the liquid metal is reshaped into a pair of protective gloves.

Scissors, tweezers, measuring tapes, hammers, balance scales, etc. are all forms that protective gloves can transform into.

Vincent put them on, tested them a little, and then took them off.

His expression was extremely excited, but his tone was extremely calm: "The first alchemical product was born, we succeeded."

Hermione was so excited that she almost jumped up.

She stood on tiptoe and hugged Vincent with open arms, "You succeeded! I knew you could do it!"

After hundreds and thousands of hours of experiments, it would not fail in theory.

But this is a product that can create an era after all, and the witnesses present could hardly suppress their emotions.

The seven new employees also hugged each other.

"The chairman is awesome!" They cheered loudly, and the joy on their faces was not fake.

Vincent didn't stay happy for too long.

The birth of alchemical products not only means that the magic world is about to open a new chapter, but also means that countless people and things, good or bad, will come.

The boycott of the International Alchemy Association, the attitudes of the Ministries of Magic of various countries, the choices of alchemists...

After he calmed down, he found himself being hugged by Hermione.

It seemed... a little intimate?

Although only more than a month had passed in reality, they had actually been in the Forbidden Forest for half a year.

After being together for so long, it was the first time he saw her so excited.

When Hermione calmed down, she looked up and met his eyes.

She let go of her hand stiffly, her little face flushed, "I-I was just-"

It's normal for a 14-year-old girl to be shy.

Vincent rubbed his chest, "I know, but can you be gentler next time? I almost couldn't breathe just now."

Hermione quickly lowered her head and dared not look at him again.

At this moment, the seven new employees gathered around.

They solemnly promised: "Chairman, we will definitely protect this place!"

After the alchemy store officially opens, there will definitely be rounds of tests.

It is useless to drive those people away, it will only bring about more covetousness from people with lower bottom lines.

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