Chapter 674： The Tradition of the Potions Championship

Hertok didn't stay here much. He came to the Extraordinary Pharmacists Association and had other things. It was more than enough to pick them up after the things were done. Anyway, it would take an hour to make the euphoria potion.

In fact, it takes one hour for the membership assessment.

There is a big hourglass in front of them. After the assessment begins, Mr. Eugene will turn the huge hourglass upside down.

It’s just that Albert really doesn’t understand, is it so difficult to make a mechanical clock?

"Are you okay?"

The two of them each found a place to check the tools used to process medicinal materials and make potions on the table, while speaking in a low voice, they didn't feel nervous at all because of the upcoming assessment.

The Potion of Delight is the potion in "Advanced Potion Making", and Albert has just finished fourth grade, and he has obviously not been exposed to "Advanced Potion Making", let alone making the potions in it.

Isobel never denies Albert's talent, but if he hasn't made it through, and doesn't know the formula, no matter how high his talent is, there is no way.

Albert knew what Isobel meant, and said with a smile: "It's not difficult, I have made this kind of potion."

Snape's "Advanced Potions Making", Albert has naturally read it, and he hasn't forgotten to learn all the above useful tips.

The magical potion of delight is actually very suitable for making joke props, so Albert once helped Fred and George get through some, and used it to make the happy candy they imagined.

While the two were chatting, Mr. Eugene had already brought them all the materials needed to make the euphoria potion. Each person only had one copy and no failure was allowed. This was considered a kind of assessment.

After all, it’s not in school. There are not so many materials for you to practice and waste. What's more, there is not enough time for them to try again.

"Sir, I still need some peppermint." Albert raised his head and said to Mr. Eugene after checking the materials distributed to his hands.

"Peppermint?"

Mr. Eugene was about to take the hand of the hourglass upside down and looked at Albert in surprise, but he quickly realized something and nodded to indicate that it was okay.

With Hertok's character, the younger generation who can be valued by him is obviously not a simple thing.

What kind of people have what kind of friends.

It is not surprising that the opponent can improve on the potion.

"Just, add peppermint to the euphoria?" Eugene thought about it for a while, and probably guessed the possible use of peppermint, looking at Albert with a bit of appreciation.

Eugene promised to help Bernard cheat his grandson and let him pass the admission test. That was to give President Bernard some face, and it was a kind of worldliness.

As for Bernard's careful thought, Eugene actually didn't care. If Guy Bernard has no talent for potions, no matter how hard President Bernard tries to help, it will be like that.

After Eugene turned the hourglass upside down, Albert and Isobel began to process the potion materials.

Both of them were quite skilled at peeling the shrunken figs, and they had time to have a few words with Eugene and talk about the Magic School Potions Championship.

Eugene didn't mean to shy away at all, and told the two of the ways of the Magic School Potions Championship:

The students must go deep into the magic garden, collect materials by themselves, and come back within the specified time to configure the collected potion materials into potions.

Whoever has the most difficult potion and excellent quality, the judges will select the champion through the score.

"Why tell us this."

Albert was dicing the peeled figs, and threw two-thirds of the figs into the cauldron, watching the potion in it gradually become greenish green, and then slowly stirred with a spoon until the color turned blue.

Compared with him, Isobel's progress over there is slower. But it was also very stable, at his own pace, completely unaffected by the words of Albert and Eugene.

"Even if I don't tell you the rules of the game, Hertok will probably tell you." Eugene sneered: "Cheating has always been part of the tradition of the Magic School Potions Championship."

"I think so."

Albert is not surprised by cheating in the game. This kind of thing happens everywhere.

"However, winning the championship of the Magic School Potions Championship through cheating will not have a good reputation." Eugene suddenly said mysteriously.

"Because most of the winners are the best in this field?" Isabel glanced at Eugene and said calmly.

"The wizards who also won the Magic School Potions Championship have extraordinary achievements. Just you are mediocre. Everyone will naturally think that you are cheating if you can win the championship." Albert blocked what Eugene wanted to say.

At this moment, the color of the potion in his cauldron had turned yellow.

"Yes, if the wizard who won the championship finally achieved nothing in the field of potions, without even thinking about it, that wizard must have used some despicable means to cheat to win the championship, and will be cast aside by countless colleagues." Eugene Looking at the two people who were making potions while talking to themselves, they nodded in satisfaction.

Really stable.

They are all good seedlings.

"In the Association of Extraordinary Wizards, everyone believes that those who are classified as cheating will be laughed at by their peers and will not raise their heads and dare not stay in this circle." Eugene felt that this approach was right, because There is never a shortage of wizards who want to rely on cheating to win the championship.

That kind of stuff deserves to be everyone's laughing stock.

"It's good to do this. Only if you have strength, you can be convinced, and the Golden Crucible Trophy is more authoritative." As he spoke, Albert added thorny feathers to the potion and stirred counterclockwise against the potion that started to boil. Four times, let the potion simmer slowly.

After the prickly man’s feathers melt, the potion will gradually turn purple.

Albert always felt weird every time he deployed potions. Sometimes he even wondered if the potion he made was strong sulfuric acid, otherwise how could he melt the feathers.

After the potion in the cauldron changed, Eugene saw Albert add peppermint to the potion.

Sure enough, this process is to offset the occasional side effects caused by singing too much and twisting the nose, without destroying the effect of the euphoria.

As for orthodoxy or orthodoxy, Eugene actually doesn't care about medicine. Pharmacists need continuous improvement in order to make progress.

Eugene stopped chatting with the two of them, but made preparations. They are all qualified, and it doesn't matter if they don't see it next.

After all, the guy who can have time to chat with him clearly has a solid foundation in potions.

After adding seven drops of castor oil to the pot of potion, the color of the potion gradually changed to brown after constant stirring.

Albert threw in the remaining figs and continued to pause until the potion turned pink, and put the sleepy bean juice squashed with a silver knife into the cauldron, and the potion immediately turned orange as stated in the book.

The next step is to add the wormwood infusion and stir slowly until the potion in the cauldron turns yellow before stopping, and then gently wave the wand to complete the final finishing touch.

It is said that waving a magic wand is a key step in making potions, similar to injecting magic power into potions and turning them into magical potions.

In fact, the euphoria in the cauldron immediately turned into a sun-like golden liquid after Albert waved his wand, and there was an alluring smell in the air.

It's perfect.

The whole process probably took more than forty minutes.

After the flame was turned off, Albert didn't bother Isobel, and waited slowly beside him. Isobel's movements were also very fast, and it would be better soon.

Her cauldron is also a tantalizing sun-like golden liquid, just a little bit less mint smell, but obviously more authentic.

"It's perfect, UU reading , and your euphorias are very well completed. Especially Mr. Anderson, your whimsy really surprised me." Eugene tasted Albert's euphoria. Nodded with satisfaction. "You add some peppermint to offset the occasional side effects of singing too much and twisting your nose, right? What a genius inspiration!"

"No, this is not my inspiration. I have seen someone doing this in a book. It is said that it can reduce the possible side effects of the euphoria." Albert did not take this credit to himself.

"Oh, you are such an honest kid." Eugene said.

"You can keep the improved formula, which will give you a certain amount of points contribution." Hertok walked in happily, said hello to Eugene, and left with the two of them.

When the three passed by the front desk, Hertok handed the two approved forms to the witch behind the counter.

"Mr. Anderson, Miss Isabel, congratulations to you for becoming a member of the Extraordinary Wizard Association. After the membership card is completed, the Owl will be sent to you. By the way, please pay the membership fee of the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association in advance." The witch said He smiled at Hertok behind the two and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Hertok, you found two good seedlings."