Chapter 723： gold plated crucible

Chapter 723 The Gilded Crucible

　　The moment the house elves appeared, they immediately attracted people's attention.

Most of the audience was confused and didn't understand why the tournament brought house elves here. Only a few clever people have guessed the reason why the house elves were brought here.

Daniela, who was in sight of victory, looked stiffly sideways at Albert. The guy had been calm from the beginning and seemed to have expected this.

The judges really planned to let the house elves drink the Jaw Feet in front of everyone to verify its effect.

Since you can't use wizards to test it, let the house elves test it. It's the same anyway.

Albert frowned slightly and watched as the house elf tremblingly reached out to take the test tube, poured the Bafe Brain Refreshing Potion inside into his mouth, and swallowed it with difficulty.

 He could have sworn that the house elf had no idea what he was drinking.

They cannot disobey their master's orders, that's all.

 One referee asked nervously: "How do you feel?"

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and looked nervously at the poor and delicate house elf.

　　Many people maliciously speculated that the house elf would soon cover his head and fall to the ground, wailing in pain, but their "expectations" did not come true.

 Nothing happened.

 “Are you feeling uncomfortable? Tell the truth.”

 “Casa is fine, no discomfort,” the house elf said uneasily.

  "How do you feel after drinking the Guo Ba Fei Brain Refresher? Are there any changes?" Another referee asked with a frown. He didn't think the Guo Ba Fei Brain Refresher had any effect.

"Feeling? Kasa feels energetic and flexible. He has never felt better than now. It's incredible." The house elf closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body.

 It’s over, it’s completely over!

At this moment, Daniella felt her eyes darken, as if she saw the golden crucible in her hand moving away from her.

If the referee announced that Albert had won the championship from the beginning, Daniela would never have such a reaction. It would be a terrible feeling to lose it after winning it.

 Not only her, but also Principal Castrobshe looked ugly.

 Revenge!

 Bernard definitely did it on purpose!

　　　【President Bernard: It’s not me, don’t talk nonsense, be careful to sue you for slander. 】

Not only did Daniella have an ugly expression, but Williams's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he looked like he wanted to throw something. He would rather the person who won the final victory was Daniella, not the British guy he hated.

 However, everything does not change according to the will.

As for Fujii Hiroki, this guy seems to be a bit gloating. Anyway, he has just missed the championship, so naturally he doesn’t care too much. He is just a little depressed and complains in his heart about why the referee delayed until now.

As if to test everyone's patience, the referees did not announce the result immediately. Instead, they waited quietly for another quarter of an hour to confirm that there were no side effects on the house elves before announcing that Albert had brewed the perfect Buffy brain-reviving potion.

“Well, there is no doubt that our champion has been born. Congratulations to Mr. Albert Anderson for winning the 99th Magic School Potions Championship.”

The judges stopped giving points to Albert to avoid other troubles in the scoring process. Since Baffy's Brain Refreshing Potion has no side effects, it means that Albert has successfully brewed the perfect Baffy Brain Refreshing Potion, and then the championship should belong to him. This is the consensus of all judges.

 The sudden change shocked everyone.

Didn’t it mean that Albert has been eliminated?

 How did you become a champion?

 At this moment, many people are confused.

The guys who were still saying bad things about Albert were all pursed their lips at this moment, pretending that they were not the ones who just said bad things about Albert.

The person who presented the award to Albert was not President Bernard. The president of the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists, who had been criticized by Albert, naturally would not take the trouble to present the award to Albert. The old director of the Magic Garden was very happy to do so. Take the job.

“Mr. Anderson, please come over here.” The old director waved to Albert and motioned for him to come up to the stage to receive the award.

By the way, the podium was temporarily built and looked very crude, but Albert himself didn’t care, and the event organizers didn’t care either.

Amid applause, Albert walked in front of several referees. The old director handed the golden crucible symbolizing the championship to Albert's hand and gave his blessing.

Albert took the golden crucible, raised it high, let everyone see the golden crucible clearly, and accepted people's blessings amidst cheers.

Well, there are not many people who wish me heartily.

 But who cares about this?

 At least, Albert didn’t care at all.

He is a little depressed now. The thing in his hand is lighter than expected. It is obviously a gold-plated product. He originally thought he could experience the feeling of using a gold crucible to brew potion.

“By the way, there’s also this. I’ve converted all the prize money for winning the Magic School Potions Championship into galleons for you.” As he said that, the old director handed Albert a bag of heavy gold coins.

 After receiving this bag of galleons, Albert felt much better.

Under the complicated gazes of everyone, Albert walked down the podium, came to Isobel, handed the golden crucible to her, and said with a smile: "You also have a share of this thing."

Isobel didn’t seem to care about the golden crucible and handed it directly to Professor Slughorn next to her.

Then, in full view of everyone, he stepped forward to give Albert a hug and a passionate kiss, as if to announce the ownership of the champion to everyone present.

 The surroundings suddenly became very quiet, then several people whistled, and some chuckled unnaturally.

After the Potion Championship ended, many people congratulated Albert. They seemed to have collectively lost their memory, forgetting that they were sarcastic there a quarter of an hour ago.

There were also many enthusiastic referees who came over to say a few words to Albert, saying that they could contact each other more in the future so that they could exchange knowledge in the field of potions, and they also left their names and addresses.

As a result, Albert successfully gained a bunch of pen pals.

"Congratulations, I think Hutok will be very happy," Damocles joked with a smile: "Also, if you plan to get married in the future, I can be your witness."

 “I’m a better age than you are,” Professor Slughorn said jokingly.

"No need, we already have a suitable witness." Albert whispered.

Both of them opened their mouths in shock. Those words just now were probably just a joke. Unexpectedly... for some reason, Damocles felt like he was hit hard.

 “Hutok?”

 “Or Dumbledore?”

 “None of them.” Albert shook his head.

"Who is that?" Damocles asked suspiciously, "You are not making fun of us on purpose."

"It's Mr. Nico Flamel." Albert said in a voice that only the two of them could hear. "He is my teacher."

 The two of them opened their mouths wider, enough to put their fists inside.

 In the evening, Magic Garden held a dinner party in the bar, which was considered a farewell party before leaving.

People from eight magic schools participated. The food was very sumptuous. Various delicacies were placed on the dining table. There were also various snacks, desserts and a lot of drinks. There was even room for everyone to dance.

Albert was very happy. Not only did he win the potion championship, but he also basically completed the tasks he had triggered in the magic garden.

  Among them, it also includes the "Zygmunt Bache's Last Wish" mission. The rich rewards are almost worth the adventure of the Basilisk incident last semester.

 The next day, everyone said goodbye and left.

 The last page of the "Book of Potions" in Albert's suitcase contains this passage:

 The Book of Potions is a rich legacy that accompanies and witnesses an underage apothecary winning the Potions Championship. —Albert Anderson, winner of the 99th Magic School Potions Championship.

There is also a photo attached to it. The photo shows Albert and Isobel holding a golden cauldron. On the table next to them, there is a closed "Book of Potions".

 (End of this chapter)