Chapter 233 The dangers of inferior products
Galeung is a good thing!
Its uses are as powerful as its appeal.
When Truman announced that the winner of the Wizard Card Competition might be ten galleons, he immediately attracted the attention of many students. They were a little shocked at first and did not doubt the authenticity of the news, but they still became interested in the Wizarding Card Club that was preparing to host the competition. They were soon surprised to find that this club actually had forty-five members. .
However, what shocked them even more was that the Wizard Card Club was actually a club founded by Albert Anderson, a genius wizard. In other words, the Galleons were paid by this genius.
The initial impressions of Hogwarts students on Albert Anderson can only be described in a few short words: genius, lucky, rich.
There is no doubt that Albert can afford the galleons.
Students who were attracted by Galleon began to try to get in touch with and understand Wizard Cards. Their overall impression of this brand-new card game was that it was simple, interesting, and had a high degree of freedom.
For a time, the Wizarding Card Competition actually became a topic of discussion among many Hogwarts students.
Although this game is still in the preliminary stage and the cards used are of poor quality and rough, no student who has seen the preliminary finished cards will think that this game will stop here.
What makes them even more interesting is that the character cards used in the wizard cards are actually students from various colleges. Some members of the wizard card club have their own cards, and the effects and signatures of these cards are also unique.
“I can’t believe that the number of people who signed up suddenly increased!” Lee Jordan stared at the list and couldn’t help but sigh.
On the third day after the news was released, members of the club began to come to Lee Jordan to sign up and inquire about the championship bonus.
Lee Jordan preliminarily registered the contestants in accordance with Albert's request, and reminded them that once it was determined that the championship reward would be ten galleons, they would need to pay the registration fee of two Sickles, and the final number of entries would only be thirty-two. indivual.
At that time, if they are willing to pay the registration fee and continue to participate in the competition, they will be prioritized into the entry list.
"The charm of Galleons is more terrifying than I imagined." Albert couldn't help but sigh.
Guys who were not interested in wizard cards at all have begun to understand how to play wizard cards, and many students have come to him to sign up and prepare to join the wizard card club.
After all, this is just a loose organization. There is only one gathering every month. Even if you don’t go to the gathering, nothing will happen.
“Will the party be held in the hall tomorrow?” George suddenly asked.
“Well, we can occupy the table at the end of the hall.” Albert thought for a while and replied.
"I thought you would find a classroom." Fred was surprised. He felt that it was not a good idea to hang out in the hall all the time. It felt like the club was very informal.
If Albert knew their thoughts, he would definitely not be able to help but complain. The purpose of holding it in the lobby is naturally to attract more people. The more people there are in the club, the more people will be interested in wizard cards, and Take the initiative to understand.
If one day, most of the students in Hogwarts like to play wizard cards, the monthly party will be very lively, and that day will be a feast.
The brief exchange ended with breakfast. Today was the day to go to Hogsmeade. They were still preparing to leave for Hogsmeade early, staggering the time with other students.
"Oh, by the way, can we go with you later..." Fred raised his hand and scratched his forehead, asking a little awkwardly.
“We are also interested in brewing Baffy’s brain-refreshing potion.” George added immediately.
"This... it should be possible. Mr. Dagworth didn't say in his letter that he couldn't take anyone with him." Albert thought for a while and reminded: "But I must tell you in advance, this will definitely not be pleasant. The process, and with your understanding of potions, you may not learn anything useful in the end."
After receiving Albert’s kind reminder, the three of them finally chose to go with Albert to visit Mr. Dagworth, the potion master.
The house of Dagworth is located in a remote corner of Hogsmeade, a place where few people would disturb it. When they first approached, they had a strange feeling that no one might have lived here for a long time.
When Albert stepped forward to knock on the door, the person who opened the door for them was actually a house elf.
"Please come in, Mr. Anderson, and these gentlemen." The house elf enthusiastically led Albert and the others into the hall. It was a quite comfortable place with a fire burning by the fireplace. The house elf quickly Serve them hot drinks and cakes.
“Where is Mr. Dagworth?” Albert picked up the hot milk tea, took a sip, and asked as he put down the cup.
"The master will be here soon. He told me to entertain you well." The house elf bowed slightly towards Albert and slowly exited the room.
The three of them were surprised at the treatment Albert enjoyed.
“I suddenly understood why Albert liked to go to Professor Smith for afternoon tea.” Lee Jordan took a bite of Honeydukes’ best cake and said sourly, “The treatment is really nothing to say.”
“You definitely wouldn’t be treated like this.” Fred and George couldn’t help but said sarcastically, “If you go, you might be in solitary confinement.”
“Huh, you’ve been put into solitary confinement more times than I have been.” Lee Jordan countered without showing any signs of weakness.
Soon after, a forest-green flame suddenly burst into flames in the fireplace in the hall. Huttok Dagworth emerged from the flames and greeted Albert with a smile. He was not surprised that Albert arrived with other companions. .
“I hope you haven’t been kept waiting too long,” said Dagworth.
“The milk tea you have here is good.” Albert said, while Fred and the others were a little reserved and didn’t know what to say.
"Come with me, the laboratory here has not been used for a long time. To be honest, I haven't lived here for a long time since I moved from Hogsmeade." Dagworth led them to the laboratory. In front of the door, he reminded with a serious face, "Although there are no dangerous things in the laboratory, I still want to remind you not to touch things, especially when I am brewing the potion, otherwise I can only You kicked them out."
Of course, Fred and the three of them could hear that this was Dagworth's warning to them.
The laboratory was different from what the four people imagined. They originally thought they would see a scene similar to a potions classroom, but there were only many empty cabinets here.
"Honestly, I really don't understand why you want to brew Buffy Brain Refresher. This thing is one of the potions that the Ministry of Magic prohibits private preparation. Most of the people who can make it are idiots." Dagworth fiddled with it. Holding the crucible, he couldn't help but muttered:
“Why do you say that?” Fred asked curiously.
"Because those guys always make some defective products and then poison themselves half to death. Some unlucky guys even become idiots because of it." Dagworth sneered: "As far as I know, St. Mungo's Magic There are several idiots like this in the Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, who had to stay in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries for a long time because their brains were damaged by drinking low-quality Buffy Brain Refresher."
(End of this chapter)