Chapter 266: Making Magic Potion (Modified)

Benny brings the latest Daily Prophet.

Allen spread out the newspaper casually, and a piece of news caught his attention instantly.

The headline on the front page - the famous football star was arrested today for murder due to a gambling debt dispute.

Kane Rooney, who played for the Appleby Arrows, owed about 800,000 Galleons to the victim, Valdy Best, because of his involvement in illegal gambling.

Due to the huge amount, Kane was unable to repay it.

When Valdy Best came to collect debts, the two had a verbal dispute.

In anger, Kane Rooney cast the Unforgivable Curse and killed Valdy Best.

To this day, Kane Rooney, who was on the run, was captured by the Aurors.

This newspaper will continue to pay attention to the progress of the follow-up court session.

— Rita Skeeter

There are two photos attached below the news, one is Kane riding on the Firebolt, waving his arms, looking high-spirited.

The other picture shows him being detained in prison. The hunchbacked Kane has a dull face, and he has long lost his original demeanor.

"Heh, if nothing happens to Kane, he will definitely join the national team." Owen, who was sitting next to Allen, also noticed the news.

"Next year will be the Quidditch World Cup. With Kane's strength, he can definitely become the national team's seeker." Owen said regretfully.

"Without Kane, I'm afraid Geraldine will have a headache!" Irving took the newspaper in Allen's hand, "It would be great if he could finish the game before being punished."

"Without him, I'm afraid it will be difficult for England to qualify this year." Owen took a sip of the hot porridge and shook his head.

Geraldine's familiar-sounding name made Alan's expression change.

Isn't this the same person who entered the Quidditch field with Dumbledore and judged the fairness of the game?

Allen couldn't help but began to ponder and speculate in his heart: "Then he may have gone to Hogwarts to look for someone who might replace him in the future because he found that Kane was in a bad state during training? But he obviously didn't expect things to change like this as soon as..."

"No matter what, next time you face Hufflepuff, you must definitely show your strength." Allen secretly made up his mind.

"An Auror who can arrest Kane must be very powerful. As far as I know, Kane is a powerful wizard." Owen praised.

Alan noticed that Albert's ears turned red, and he hurriedly lowered his head, swallowing his oatmeal. But Allen still saw the smile on the corner of his eyes and lips.

Thinking about what he saw in the morning, Alan knew in his heart that Kane might be his elder brother, Albert, who was arrested and brought to justice.

After the meal, Owen gave Alan a surprise.

All the medicinal materials on the list made by Allen yesterday were actually found by him.

"Actually, I just used some contacts a little bit." Owen's expression was a little smug. With enough financial support, he felt that he could go further in the ministry-the taste of power, as long as he slightly touched it , as a Slytherin house, he could no longer escape its charm.

For the rest of the vacation, Allen basically hid in that secret treasure room whenever he was free-he needed a quiet place to brew magic potions.

Two crucibles were set up, the door of the secret room was closed, and all the required utensils and medicinal materials were arranged in order. Allen closed his eyes for a long time before slowly opening them.

His mood at this time was very peaceful, and he methodically put the medicinal materials into the hot crucible according to the formula he had obtained at the beginning.

One crucible has a lot of medicinal ingredients, while the other has very little medicinal ingredients. Even if it was an extremely precious medicinal material, Alan did not hesitate to handle it.

The crucible with a lot of weight is processed according to the standard formula, while the other pot with a small weight is based on the system's detection of his body, and according to his own physique, Allen has slightly adjusted the formula to make it more suitable for him—in this way, Allen can get a more optimized potion.

In the dense mist,

Allen stared at the potion boiled in the crucible without blinking, not letting go of every slight change-only during the necessary rest time, the house elf Maggie would take care of the fire.

Time passed slowly, but Alan, who was immersed in the boiled potion, was unconscious. It seemed that only the two pots of potion in front of him were left in his world, only this slowly rotating tempting liquid.

Finally, the potion stopped spinning, and Allen let out a long breath.

The enchantment potion was finally completed—fortunately, it wasn't a potion like Felicity Elixir that needed to be boiled for half a year, otherwise Alan wouldn't have been able to complete it independently.

Although the portion is small, it is enough to benefit Allen and Owen's family.

Allen waited patiently for the potion to cool down.

After a while, the potion placed quietly in the crucible slowly changed from light blue to dark blue at a speed visible to the naked eye. The outdoor sunlight directly penetrated the invisible wall and hit the cauldron. On the dark blue potion, the cooled potion shimmered like jelly.

Allen couldn't help stretching out his fingers, and touched the potion lightly - it feels cool to the touch now, thicker and firmer than jelly.

Allen carefully put the medicine evenly into the special medicine tank, a large crucible, a total of nine tanks. Small portion, only one can was loaded.

Then, he put his own potion on the table, and stored the rest of the potion.

"Let me see, are you really that magical?" Allen murmured, he touched a switch on the wall, and the whole secret room immediately became airtight and pitch black.

Only a lustrous, blue arc of light shot out of the jar.

"This light shows that the quality is first-class. The fly in the ointment is—" Allen couldn't help pinching his nose, "The smell is really unpleasant, like the pungent smell from a pile of mothballs the taste of."

Allen also put this jar of his own potion into the storage space.

Now, what appeared in front of Allen were empty Mithril boxes one after another. These boxes were like big open mouths, empty.

Allen then drew out his own wand - back then, he had obtained the alchemy manual of the ancient alchemist Jeber early on, which allowed him to make a unique growable wand.

However, due to the lack of materials in his hands, he has not been able to put it into action.

Now, with more than enough mithril, Allen decided to use a small part of it to create a mithril wand for himself first.

Allen lit the fire with his wooden wand, and in the jumping flames, the mithril boxes floated in by themselves.

The box was melted and deformed by the blazing flame, and slowly melted into a liquid, which slowly flowed along the wall in the furnace fire.

Allen guided them to slowly condense into the shape of a wand, about the length from Allen's wrist to his elbow.

Then, Allen inspired his magic power, and used the wooden wand to carve quite complicated ancient runes on the surface of the mithril wand.