DreamersGN Chapter 10 The Old Man in the VIP Seat
Chapter 10 The Old Man in the VIP Seat
Braun nodded, but his eyes flickered a little, and asked suspiciously:
"Father, Mr. Nicole Flamel, what language do they use to communicate?"
Mr. Foley listened carefully and was a little dazed:
"Not quite clear. It may be a niche unique language.
Braun nodded.
He didn't ask much, but secretly pricked up his ears and listened.
He knows the language, which is also obtained in the memory of the simulator.
This is the language of ancient Rune.
It seems that the three of them are not worried that someone can understand, so they seem a little unscrupulous when they chat, and they do not deliberately lower their voices.
"Mr. Flamel, I heard that your Philosopher's Stone was destroyed-?"
Antonio, president of the Potions Guild, asked.
"Of course, I have a great price to pay in order to hang out that disgusting second-generation Dark Lord.
Besides, that stone doesn't have much magic either.
Yes and no. ”
"What an envy, long life!" The old man on the left said.
Nico Flamel snorted coldly:
"Everything comes at a price.
Behind a long life is the decay of the soul!
Let's be honest... If it weren't for the return of the demon tide, maybe I would have been ready to die.
After all, I prefer to see the scenery after death than to deplete my soul.
It seems that they also realized that this topic is somewhat sensitive, and the three of them did not talk much.
He turned to Braun and his group.
"President Matthew, this is Albert Foley, the head of the Foley family in England.
His son was a participant in this competition. ”
Dick saw the eyes of the three people and hurriedly leaned over to introduce.
Known as Matthew is the old man on the right.
He looked at Mr. Foley and then at Braun and nodded.
Although the Foley family is also a family in the Potions Guild.
But there are simply too many families in the Potions Guild.
In addition, Mr. Foley's talent for potions is relatively low, so he rarely participates in the affairs of the Potions Guild.
So it's no wonder that the president of the Potions Guild doesn't know each other.
Instead, Nicolamet, who was sitting in the first place, was somewhat interested in Mr. Foley:
"I seem to have seen you before?"
Mr. Foley hurriedly said respectfully:
"Yes sir, my father took me to see you decades ago when I was a child.
Right in that castle of yours.
Nico was a little surprised:
"Is it? I do have some impressions when you say that.
How is your father?"
Mr. Foley's face was calm:
"Passed away. While studying potions, suddenly there was an explosion in the laboratory.
Nico raised an eyebrow and looked a little regretful:
"Your father was a wonderful potions master.
Some of his whimsy inspired even me.
Then he looked at Braun:
"This is your son?
It should be quite young depending on the age. 35
"Yes sir, it's the fourth year of the third year at Hogwarts.
"That's only thirteen or fourteen years old! It seems that you have a lot of confidence in him!
Nicole laughed.
The pride on Mr. Foley's face was almost impossible to hide.
How could he not see that?
"Braun is a true genius and I'm sure he'll shine at the next Potions Conference!
Mr. Foley replied conclusively.
This answer made Nico even more interested.
Bright with wise eyes on Braun:
"Euphoric formula?"
"A pint of pure water, fifteen grams of bat tongue, three scales of snakes and birds, two drops of dragon's blood, seven grams of powder after camellia grinding, and a drop of mermaid tears. Use fire substitute techniques. ”
Instead of nodding or shaking his head at Braun's answer, Nico asked:
"Compound decoction?
"One pint of pure water, one full moon picking runny grass, one amphora, four leeches, three parts African tree snakeskin, one bicorn horn, two spoonfuls of grass bollworms." 5
"Scurvy weed"
"Scurvy is an herb that is prone to encephalitis, and the impatience and recklessness of the Taoist are mostly used to make confusing potions and deceptive agents."
"Sleepy beans..."
"Sleepy Bean..."
Nico and Braun then asked and answered.
0.....Asking for flowers·
From the formulation of the potion to the properties of the herb.
The deeper he goes, the more surprised Nico becomes.
Not only Nicole, but Matthew, the president of the Potions Guild, couldn't help but look at Braun a few more times.
There are very few young wizards at this age who can know so many potion recipes and have such an in-depth knowledge of herbology.
He dared to say that just the little wizards who participated in the competition today, at least more than half of them did not have such a skilled memory as Braun.
"Basics, very good!
Nico couldn't help but exclaim.
As a famous wizard in Europe, he must also be clear about Hogwarts' century-old class schedule.
In terms of potions knowledge alone, Braun was at least able to catch up with sixth-year students.
0..0
Even going straight to the Potions qualification is no problem.
"You did give birth to a good son, Albert." "
Then he turned to look at Braun:
"This one for you, little one. Hope it helps you.
Nicole pulled out a quaint notebook out of nowhere and handed it to Braun.
Braun, of course, would not refuse, and after thanking him, he received it in his arms.
But he didn't open it right away, and not just because it wasn't polite enough.
Also because the game is about to start.
In Braun and Nicolas Flamel's Q&A, time has almost passed.
There are more and more people in the VIP seat, not to mention the audience.
It has long become a sea of people, and the shouts and cheers are even more soaring into the sky.
"Snap! Snap!"
Fireworks began to bloom in the sky, and even during the day, the beautiful fireworks still made people stunned.
Matthew, the president of the Magic Society, did not delay after seeing the fireworks.
I got up from my seat and walked to the front of the stand.
Gaze at the group of young wizards in the venue.
And many little wizards also looked at the old man who was dressed gorgeously and looked very majestic.
Even if they don't know each other, they all know that this should be a big man.
(Take a leave today, the dizzy brain should have a fever.) I'm really sorry to make it up later) below.