Chapter 142: This Jin Jialong, the value of the flower!

"Then you asked me what is happening with the werewolf wizard before?" Dougt asked playfully.

Ivan rolled his eyes, he was just watching the werewolf wizards who were poor and lacking money, so he was thinking about whether he could hire them to help him find out the news of Knock Down Alley.

As early as when the Ministry of Magic was investigating his store, Ivan had a deep understanding of how blocked his news was.

All the information he got was either learned from the system mission, or was told to him by Esiah or Doug.

In such a dangerous place as Knockturn Alley, it’s not enough without a source of intelligence.

For this reason, Ivan will look at the werewolves,

What's more, in the previous revitalization mission, there was a clear reminder to pay attention to the fish that escaped the pursuit of the Ministry of Magic, which made Ivan more vigilant.

However, Ivan didn't explain all these considerations. He felt that if he mentioned it a little, he might have been supplemented by Dougt's brain.

Ivan's silent attitude made Dougte more certain of his conjecture. While feeling emotional, he became more concerned about the wolf poison potion Ivan said before.

He immediately decided to do his best to help Yifan develop a potion for wolf poison within one year!

So when he left, Dougt took away two bottles of werewolf blood, ready to go back and study it.

Ivan was not easy to stop, so he let him take away two bottles of blood.

Back home, Ivan eagerly began to prepare the wolf poison potion. All the materials had been prepared a few days ago, and all that was lacking was the blood of the werewolf.

Soothing flowers, fig peels, rhizomes of sage...

After Ivan processed the various potion materials one by one, they added them to the cauldron, added a little werewolf's blood, and stirred them carefully. The potion in the cauldron suddenly boiled, and bubbles were blowing...

A little bit... The potion in the cauldron is like lava erupting from a volcano, erupting...

This means that the brewing of the potion has failed!

Fortunately, the crucible did not explode directly. When Ivan noticed something was wrong, he quickly reacted to avoid injury.

If the total amount of magic power in his body is one unit, then the circle of magic power needs a full five units to be able to store up.

The only good thing is that it can be released without the need to store up, but the effect is not very good.

After instilling most of the magic power in the body into the circle of magic power, Ivan realized that the sky was already bright, and hurriedly turned off the light and went to bed.

......

"Ivan Hals!" Aysia's shout came downstairs.

In a daze, Ivan heard Esiah's cry from downstairs.

Turning over from the bed while yawning, Ivan ran downstairs "driving". Every time his mother called him his full name, there was an urgent matter, otherwise he was in trouble.

When he got downstairs, Ivan was relieved, and Aysia called him because someone from the Ministry of Magic had arrived.

The three Aurors who came were Dalis, Ellison, and Sonny. They came to receive the last batch of protective items.

Before Ivan could say hello, Esiah urged him to get the joke toy goods of the Weasley brothers, which were all piled up with him after they were sent.

Ivan had to run again, dragged a big package down and put it on the table. Only then did Ivan have time to ask.

"Captain Dalis, how is the Ministry of Magic's recent cleanup operations going on?"

Because of the previous system task prompts, Yifan is very concerned about this.

"The situation is not very good. Several colleagues have been injured in the past few days." Dawlish hesitated and chose to tell the truth.

"But it's much better than before. Thanks to your protective equipment, none of the Auror captains who used the protective ring were injured."

Having said this, Dawlish is somewhat fortunate. He led the team to participate in a big operation of the Ministry of Magic a few days ago and was accidentally caught by a large-scale black magic. Fortunately, the protective ring helped him withstand it. Otherwise, He is now lying in the hospital with those colleagues.

Those seventy golden gallons are very worthwhile!

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