Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Suddenly, the boiling of the bubbles stopped, and the potion changed from a faint golden color to a complete golden color. Malfoy knew that he was done.

He is brewing a blessing potion, this is his first success after many failures.

The conditions in Hogsmeade’s basement are too crude. Fortunately, it can be regarded as the most demanding medicine for the environment. Sometimes a single particle of dust may be enough to give up all previous efforts. In the kind of simple basement full of dust Under conditions, this problem will be enlarged without limit; and Malfoy near Hogwarts can't be fully involved in it. He may be distracted, wondering if anyone will go to check the bed, in short, he can't concentrate; even Some materials are not very medicinal. After all, Hogwarts is a wizarding school, not a herbal shop. Sometimes, for the safety of students, it is necessary to find some herbs with weak medicinal properties. This part of objective reasons eventually led him The previous failure.

But now it's different. Malfoy has the professional laboratory where Lucius studied dark magic, and he also has rare materials purchased at a high price, and perhaps some experience gained from previous failures.

And add a more important point.

Malfoy looked at the most conspicuous bottle on the table. Most of the liquid in that bottle had been used, and his face couldn't help showing a painful expression. This was the dragon blood he had blackmailed last time.

As a creature in various legends, dragons are a symbol of power. Even more exaggerated legends say that they can live forever after bathing in dragon blood. However, it seems that dragons in this world are not that scary, otherwise Voldemort would not have to do anything. The Horcrux is ready, just kill the dragon and take a bath.

However, although the dragon in this world is not as powerful as people think, its blood still occupies a pivotal position in alchemy or potions.In addition to Dumbledore’s "The Twelve Uses of Dragon Blood", some rare books also wrote: "Dragon blood can increase the success rate of boiled blessings and speed up the finished product time. This contains Strong vitality and magic can play a great role in the brewing of potions."

"This is a life-saving thing." While thinking, Malfoy slowly poured the boiled elixir in the cauldron into a small bottle without letting it spill a drop, and then sealed it perfectly with a stopper. , Put it in his pocket.

"Luck is also part of strength." Although this sentence is a bit biased, it does have some truth. "Time comes and the world is the same force, and it is not free to transport heroes." There are always some people who fall in fate. Under their malice.

A blessing potion is not a panacea. When ordinary people face Voldemort, even drinking a hundred bottles may not escape death. But then again, if Dumbledore and Voldemort in their heyday duel, Dumbledore will come before the game. It's really hard to say with a small bite. If Old Deng who could have beaten Voldemort had a lucky bonus, maybe he could have unexpected gains.

"So it still depends on your own basic attributes." Malfoy maintained a calm enough judgment on this bottle of potion. Only the stronger he is, the greater the effect of the blessing potion can be exerted.

As for the side effects?That is a question that people who use this as water should consider. Malfoy originally only regarded this as a necessary method, so naturally he would not abuse it.

"The holiday is over halfway." Malfoy estimated the time and came to this conclusion.During this holiday, he basically never went out and stayed at home. Except for the problem of the elixir, he is still keeping his progress in learning new knowledge. It is worth mentioning that the quality of dragon blood seems to be good.

"It's time to contact Pansy. After all, the holiday mission was completed ahead of schedule." He thought to himself, tidying up the messy utensils and walking out of the basement, preparing to return to the room to write a letter to Pansy. But found that an extra letter had come out on the table in his room, he opened the envelope and read it, a little bit dumbfounded.

Pansy wrote in the letter that she had followed her parents to travel to France. Here are a few words from the letter.

"For dozens of days I didn't send a letter to me, so I decided to abandon you. I think the scenery in France must be very good. Maybe there are many beautiful girls, but you can't see it. Of course, for pity you I should bring you one or two gifts back, so thank me so much." She also drew a grimace symbol next to her, and Malfoy could imagine Pansy's expression when she wrote this letter.

"So now I am alone?" Malfoy ridiculed himself silently. Except for teachers and students, not everyone can be treated for summer vacation. Narcissa and Lucius both have their own jobs. Apart from the servant butler in the manor, in a sense, he is indeed a lonely man now.

"Then that plan can be a little bit in advance. You have to try it before you know it." Malfoy pulled out a piece of yellowed paper from under the table. The handwriting on it was densely packed and somewhat distorted so that it was illegible. It should be the author's intention.He then ticked a tick and a circle at the back of the two lines of handwriting, which represented one of the completed plans and the next plan to be completed.

"Evil capitalists should feel the life of the proletariat. It is necessary to receive re-education from the poor and lower middle peasants." Malfoy began to tease himself again, and then he read a book in his bedroom for a while and looked up at the window At that time, he found that the sky had gradually dimmed, and the setting sun from the west had coated the scenery outside the window with a faint golden layer. He even saw a few huge owls flapping their wings and flying towards the main house, saying " "Cuckoo" cry.

It was time for dinner, and the family gathered around the table to enjoy an ordinary dinner.

"Baby, why do you always have some weird ideas?" Narcissa at the table shook her head, not very understanding what Malfoy had said before.

"My child, if you want, I can even arrange for you to see the Ministry of Magic, but the elves of Gringotts are not easy to deal with." Lucius also gave his advice and took a cup of strong tea. After taking a sip, it was difficult to understand his son's thoughts.

"I think it's necessary for me to train myself. If I go to the Ministry of Magic, it's all my father and your acquaintances. What's the point of my training?" Malfoy started to talk nonsense, how could it make sense anyway.

Lucius’s pale face frowned tightly, and said, “Okay, but I’m not familiar with those fairies. I’ll take you to Diagon Alley tomorrow. If it doesn’t work, either go home or with me. Just go to the Ministry of Magic and have a look."

"Our baby is so prosperous." As if moved by her son's words, Narcissa took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of her wet eyes.

In the following dinner, Lucius explained to Malfoy some precautions about dealing with goblins. Several goblin rebellions in history explained: In fact, the relationship between wizards and goblins is not very good.

Early the next morning, Malfoy and his son arrived at Diagon Alley through the Floo network.

Walking slowly on the long cobblestone street, Malfoy felt the long-lost hustle and bustle and popularity. Some wizards shouted to attract customers, although the things on their stalls looked fake at first glance. For example, you can hardly imagine You can buy a phoenix egg here, even a mouth has been broken on that egg.Some wizards kept bargaining for a few copper nats, blushing, and even raised their wands.

When passing by Slug & Giggs pharmacy, the father and son covered their noses invariably. Not only in the pharmacy, but even in front of the door could smell a mixture of rotten vegetables and rotten eggs.

Some shops are deserted, and there are only a few old broomsticks outside, covered with dust. This is Lihen Bookstore. There are only a few customers in the bookstore flipping the books on the table, even the manager I was also a little absent-minded with the clerk. Of course, they would be too busy after a while, perhaps because school is approaching, of course, it is more likely because of a certain peacock man's signing event.

After walking for some time, a towering white building appeared in front of the two of them.

"My boy, although you are here to exercise, we in the Malfoy family can't do that kind of low-level hard work. If you are doing some kind of work to guard the warehouse, I think we can go back now." Lucius said so.

"Of course, my father. Also, even if I want to guard the warehouse, the group of fairies shouldn't let me go. Don't you think I can fight a dragon, my father?" Malfoy answered his question.

"I think so." Lucius nodded, a satisfied smile on his pale face.

Then the two stepped onto the marble steps of the bank and walked to a shiny bronze gate. At the gate stood a goblin guard in scarlet and gold uniforms, bowing to them as they entered.

They passed through the second door again. The door was silver. I don't know if it was plated with silver or the material itself. It was engraved with the words:

Come in, stranger, but you have to be careful,

What is the end of insatiable greed,

Blindly ask for, get something for nothing,

Will be severely punished,

So if you want to take it from our underground vault,

A wealth that never belonged to you,

Thief, you have been warned,

Beware that it is not treasure, but evil.

Passing through this warning door, the father and son came to a spacious marble hall. About a hundred goblins sat behind the long counter and hurriedly registered on the big ledger. Some used a balance to weigh coins, some used eyepieces. Detect gems.

A fairy came to the side of the father and son. He has a bright head, long nose and pointed ears. He said in a high-pitched voice, "Lucius, it’s been a long time since I saw you. Your little guy’s thoughts are really good. Strange, I actually thought of coming here to work."

"You don't need to worry about it." Lucius's voice became low.

"Then what can you help us do? Gringotts does not accept useless people, although I have a good relationship with your father." The goblin stared at Malfoy and added, "Forgot to introduce myself. My name is Griphook, you can call me Mr. Griphook" he said and tidied his collar, as if this would make him more elegant.

Malfoy memorized two lines of poem, oh no, he memorized a multiplication table of nine to nine.

"This is just to prove that your computing skills are good, but our employees can still do it after spending more time." Griphook tried his best to make himself look unshocked, forcing himself to be critical.

Malfoy walked up to another goblin who was keeping accounts, took a look at the ledger and said, "On the fifth line of this page, the last number seems to be missing by one decimal point, Mr. Goblin." The goblin helped. With his glasses, he hurriedly looked at the place Malfoy said, and then added a little bit with a quill pen, and looked around while writing to avoid people around him seeing it.

For a former financial student, the shabby bookkeeping method of the wizarding world is indeed full of flaws in his eyes.

"Lucius, your son is really good, aren't wizards all illogical people? It seems that your son is an exception." Griphook praised, apparently already approving Malfoy's ability.

"Of course." Lucius' tone was full of pride.

"Next, please let me extend my welcome to our new employee, Mr. Draco, you should spend a fulfilling holiday here." Griphook stretched out his hand, and Malfoy had to bend down to hold him. Get started.

This is how someone’s working life begins.

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