Myriad Realms Store Owner of Harry Potter

Professor Trelawney's dismissal isn't entirely a bad thing, for example, divination has now become the most popular class for the little witches at Hogwarts. It can only be said that most of the people in this world are face control. Firenze, with his pale blond hair, cornflower sapphire eyes, and somewhat melancholy mysterious temperament, successfully attracted the little witches' interest in the course. Or rather, an interest in this handsome horse man.

Ryan and Hermione took the time to visit Firenze. Firenze's place is now decorated just like in the woods: the floor has turned into soft moss, and many trees have grown inside. Firenze looked happy when he found out that Ryan and Hermione were knocking on the door.

"It's nice to see friends visiting in the castle." Firenze asked Ryan and the others to sit on a tree stump, and then took out two glasses of red juice from behind the tree and handed them to them. "Try it, a raspberry in the Forbidden Forest has recently ripened, and the juice it makes tastes good."

"I didn't expect you to come to the school to teach divination this time!" Ryan said with a smile after taking a sip of the sweet and sour juice.

"It's not easy to come out this time." Firenze flicked his tail. "You know there are quite a few conservatives among the Centaurs who think working for humans is a betrayal."

Speaking of which, Firenze looked at Ryan, "Thanks to everything you've done before, most of my compatriots have changed their minds about human beings, so I'm reluctant to get permission to teach you. Of course, this plays the biggest role. The effect is still your Aunt Betty, and her explicit support as a priest of nature has really helped me a lot."

This should be much better than the original. Lane thought. After that, the three of them chatted for a while, and then Ryan and the others left because they still had classes in the afternoon.

When sending Ryan and the others away, Firenze looked a little hesitant, and finally he made up his mind to bend down and whisper an important message to Ryan and Hermione.

"A giant, is Hagrid crazy?" Hermione whispered excitedly on the way upstairs to the Transfiguration classroom. "Why would he make trouble for himself like this?"

"Think about Hagrid's bloodline." Lane's words made Hermione guess something immediately.

"This is really-" Hermione's face became tangled, she didn't know how to express her inner thoughts. In the end I could only sigh. "Maybe this is fate."

As expected, Hagrid got more and more injuries. After all, it is not an easy task to tame a giant, otherwise Ryan would not have chosen that extreme method to solve this problem.

But now Ryan doesn't have much time to pay attention to the affairs of Hagrid and his giant brother, because the 0.w.Ls exam is closer, even though Ryan is full of confidence in this regard, he is still nervous. Of course, it could also be due to circumstances: when everyone around you is nervous, you are naturally nervous too.

However, during this time, the Weasley Joke Shop made a lot of money, because Ryan got a large number of herbs to calm the mind and sleep from the elves in the "Lord of the Rings" world and made them into incense. This kind of thing was confirmed to be effective immediately. Crazy selling among students facing exams in fifth and seventh grade. After all, for everyone who is under great pressure, what can be more soothing than a perfect sleep every day?

Naturally, Ryan also specially left a batch of incense to sell to the members of the book club at cost price. Because one's own people always have to be treated favorably.

"I think my Defence Against the Dark Arts class this year might have the chance to get an O." Watching a silver-white marmot bouncing around him,

She finally showed a long-lost smile. This year's exam really drove her crazy, if it wasn't for everyone in the book club trying their best to help each other, especially the guidance of a book club member like Qiu who passed the O.W.Ls exam with high marks last year. Guess it's time for her to take a tranquilizer at Madam Pomfrey's.

Hannah was not the only one who benefited from the reading club. For example, this time Neville privately stated that he would definitely pass all the courses. Ryan believed he could do it, because he successfully brewed a potion of shrinking potion during the last Potions class. Although according to Snape's assessment, Neville's potion can only be used when no one else's potion is available, but this is also a strong encouragement for Neville: for him even the most complex magic The medicine can be done, what can't it do?

"By the way, how about we have a party at Easter?" Celia suddenly suggested. "At that time, I was idle when I was in school."

"What do you think?" Ryan looked at the others and found that everyone nodded in agreement. Even Neville, who is sure to visit his parents in St Munger during the holidays, said he would be back early for everyone's party.

"If she knew about your party, my grandma would definitely kick me out early and let me come over. Like she said, vacations can naturally be given up in order to make yourself good." Neville said with a shrug. "Of course, I also think it's more fun to be with you than to be alone in the old house. My grandmother does care about me, but sometimes it's a little too harsh."

"Okay, let's see you at Easter then. I'll post the details on the school's notice board," Ryan said before the meeting ended. That's the benefit of a legitimate organization: at least it's much easier to contact members and arrange venues.

Soon the time came to the last week before the holiday in everyone's anxious wait for Easter. Ryan and Hermione read for a long time in the library on Wednesday night, until Mrs. Pince came out with a feather duster to chase people away. They just left.

"Is your alchemy bottle any good? Don't waste my medicine." Hermione asked as she walked down the road. After learning that Ryan studies werewolves, Hermione volunteered to help him. For example, it took several days to brew a wolf venom potion, and now that wolf venom potion is placed in a new crystal bottle made by Ryan.

It is important to know that one of the important reasons for the high price of wolf poison is that the shelf life of this medicine is very short, which means that a high-level pharmacist must start working on the wolf poison several days before the full moon, and every Come here once a month. Consider the average income of a high-level potionist to see why the wolf's poison potion is so expensive.

The solution that Ryan has come up with now is to make a container that can store the wolf venom potion for a long time. This is the only way he can think of that can help the werewolves in a short time. Much easier than improving potions or even curing werewolves outright.

"It should be possible. This is a technique used by elves to refine containers. Since they can preserve the light of Erendil for such a long time, even if the alchemy bottles made with the same technology are not too bad, it can't be too far off. ." Ryan looked at Hermione uncertainly. "But seriously, the original elf technology is too expensive. I've changed too many things to keep the cost down so that the poor werewolves can afford this technology. Hope nothing goes wrong."

"How much can we reduce the cost?" Hermione was concerned, looking at Lupin's dress, she knew that werewolves generally didn't have much money.

"Thirty Galleons." Ryan explained quickly seeing Hermione's eyes widen. "This is not for one person. I made this bottle that can hold all the medicines for 15 people for a year. It was originally used by the werewolves on the farm in Norway."

"That's it." Hermione nodded, and the werewolves should be able to support it with an average of two Galleons per person. What's more, as Ryan said, good things must be used by their own people first. After these werewolves enjoy the convenience, they may be able to draw more werewolves over.

Afterwards, the two of them walked towards the Response Room, preparing to finally check the changes in the medicines placed in it before going to bed.

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