In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

Chapter 449 447. Exchange

This place does seem to have been abandoned for a long time, and it is obvious that at the beginning, just as Lucius said, Aurors from the British Ministry of Magic conducted a large search of this room.

Jon didn't know if Lucius had left anything for him. When he conducted the first search, he had already discovered something here, but he was not informed of it.

But what Jon was sure of was that if Adrian used this house as a hiding place for one of the gems, he must have used some means to make it impossible for people who didn't own the ring to find the location of the stone.

This is Jon's experience from finding the first two gems. Even though this unknown wizard seems to have placed gems that he has no use for at random, but these are basically either It was his former laboratory or the place where he lived, and to find the gem, you must have the key of the ring.

Apparently no one else has this condition except Jon.

Therefore, Jon did not waste time looking for it. He directly took out the ring from his neck, and then started walking around the house with the ring in his hand.

His search method was obviously very correct. It didn't take long for him to find a ring on the floor near the window that had some special reaction to this place.

Then, Jon found a way to pry open the floor, but there was just an empty ground underneath.

He didn't hesitate much, but insisted on digging towards this location. After digging down for about ten or twenty centimeters, he finally found a simple wooden box.

After cleaning the dirt on the box, he carefully took it out of the pit. The box was not locked and could be opened directly.

And inside the box, there was a small light blue diamond-shaped gem lying there!

In the dark room, the liquid in the crucible was bubbling out.

Snape was standing by the pot. He took out a small glass bottle and began to carefully pour one-third of the white powder in the bottle into the pot.

These powders seemed to smooth the violent liquid in the crucible, making it no longer boiling, but calming down like a pool of stagnant water.

Snape replaced the lid of the cauldron. It would take more than ten minutes before the potion was finished. During this period, he needed to entertain a "guest" from afar.

A green flame lit up the fireplace on the wall, and then a young man who looked to be no more than thirty years old walked out of the fireplace.

The place he was in before seemed like an extremely cold place. In such a weather that should have been early summer, he was actually wearing a thick robe, a knitted hat on his head, and three or four scarves wrapped around his neck.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Britain is different after all. Hello, I should call you Mr. Snape. When we meet for the first time, you can call me Eric."

Snape saw Eric's young face, and there was no special expression in his eyes.

"That leader of yours doesn't believe what I said in the letter?"

Eric could tell that Snape lacked trust in his age and reputation, but he still had that gentle smile on his face.

"Please don't get me wrong. Allowing me to make a special trip out of the North Pole means that the master has great respect for your letter. Otherwise, according to the original plan, unless our plan has already undergone major changes, Breakthrough, otherwise I will not return to Europe easily."

Snape didn't feel weird about his words, he just asked calmly.

"So what kind of commitment can you make on his behalf?"

Eric didn't have any extra words to deal with it. He directly took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and unfolded it in front of Snape.

And through the dim candlelight, Snape could clearly see the content promised on the parchment, as well as the name below that still made the entire magical government tremble with fear even now.

After showing Snape the contents on the parchment, Eric put it away again, raised his eyebrows and said.

"Now is the time to show your sincerity, Mr. Snape. My master has sufficiently rewarded you for your share of the letter."

Snape lowered his head again and slowly opened the lid of the cauldron, and suddenly a white steam filled the room.

This water vapor was mixed with an indescribable smell. Eric frowned at first when he was surrounded by this water vapor, but when he relaxed his breathing and tried to inhale part of it into his nasal cavity, , surprise suddenly appeared on his face, and then the surprise turned into surprise!

"Your reward is just an illusory promise, what I can give you is something practical."

Snape didn't look at Eric's reaction at this time. He just stirred the transparent and colorless liquid in the crucible, and then put it into a glass bottle.

Then he threw the bottle of potion to Eric. Eric hurriedly stretched out his hand, because he was afraid that the bottle of potion would fall to the ground, and he even forgot to use magic.

Snape also pulled out the drawer and pulled out a notebook, and threw it to Eric.

"Here are the various materials required and the detailed steps for refining it. As long as the pharmacist your master calls is not a troll brain, the success rate will be at least 30% if you follow the above steps."

After hearing this, Eric couldn't help but break away from the surprise and smacked his lips.

"It's only 30%. It's not yet ready for mass production."

Snape showed disdain on his face, but did not say anything. He did not want to answer such an amateur question at all. Every newly developed potion requires countless attempts to reach mass production standards. And improvement, luck accounts for a large part of it. How can he have the time and energy to try these now?

"I don't care what you want to do, as long as you can abide by the contents of the contract, I will not reveal anything about the formula and effects of this potion."

Today's harvest was beyond Eric's expectation. He happily put the finished potion and recipe notes into his robe pocket, turned around and sprinkled a small amount of floo into the fireplace again. Fan, before leaving here, also said the last words.

"The master will never break his promise, Mr. Snape. He is not like the master you once were."