Chapter 841: 827： The magical effect of mandela grass

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The breeze blew by, mixed with a hint of floral fragrance.

The girl took a sip of fruit tea and looked at the flowers blooming in the courtyard, with a faint smile hanging around her mouth.

This is not so much a place of work, it is more like a new home for the two.

Isobel retracted his gaze from the flowerbed, sat back at the desk by the window, picked up the envelope on the table, and carefully read the letter from Professor Bathsheda Bablin. Professor Mowen mentioned a lot in the letter. Useful suggestions and ideas.

"Sure enough, taking the first step will always be the hardest." Isabel murmured.

When she picked up the quill and was about to continue her work, the sound of very light footsteps suddenly sounded in the study, causing her to slightly raise her brows and look up at the bookcase next to her.

A few seconds later, the bookcase suddenly moved to the side, revealing the secret door hidden behind the bookcase, and a familiar figure walked out of the hidden secret room.

"Why are you here?" Isabel asked in surprise.

During the day, Albert basically stayed at home with his relatives and would not come to Hogsmeade's cottage. Now that he is here, there are obviously other things.

"Well, I just received a letter from Mr. Serra." Albert took out a piece of letter paper from the pocket of his slacks and briefly described the content of the letter to Isabel: "We are going to Egypt to participate in international alchemy the day after tomorrow. Technical Conference."

"Are you going to participate in the competition, or just to exchange the experience of alchemy with others?" Isobel did a survey of the International Alchemy Conference, its nature tends to be more academic conferences, and alchemists get together. Exchange research results.

As for the so-called Gold Award for Pioneering Contribution at the Cairo International Alchemy Conference, it is to select the most valuable result from the wizards who participated in this academic conference.

"Since I went to participate, it would be best to win an award."

Albert is very satisfied with the task rewards given by the Gold Award for Excellent Spelling Techniques by Barnabus Finkley. The skills of Voldemort's Spelling Techniques have disappeared, replaced by a·a Spelling Techniques.

However, what makes Albert a little bit dissatisfied is that Voldemort's spell-casting technique, which had already been upgraded to level 3, has not been inherited. The new skill directly becomes level 0, so he has to spend experience to upgrade his skills again. You need to know that the skill is 2 to 3. But it takes a lot of experience.

The rewards given by the tasks in international competitions are usually not too bad. Of course Albert wants to fight for himself. Maybe the task rewards he brushed out can bring him unexpected surprises.

"Then what works are you planning to participate in?" Isabel is a little curious about this. She knows that Albert is very good at alchemy and also makes many interesting things.

Albert subconsciously glanced at the package he was holding in his left hand, smiled and shook his head and said: "I haven't considered what to take to participate in the competition. Mandela straw wine is the most suitable result I think so far."

It is a magic wine brewed by Albert through the skill of "Mandela grass basic common sense". It is said that the effect of this wine is very good.

I have to say that "Mandela grass basic common sense" is really a treasure trove, basically it can be regarded as a clear arrangement of mandela grass.

Sometimes Albert even wants to comprehend a similar skill. It would be better if he could get the basic common sense of a unicorn. He was sure that he was a treasured unicorn. If it could be used properly, it would definitely be a fortune. Extraordinary wealth.

You know that the horns, tail hair and blood of unicorns are very useful.

"Can mandela also be used to make wine?" Isabel is surprised, of course she knows what mandela is.

"Yes, fresh mandela roots can be used to make wine, but the process is a bit cumbersome. As for its effects, you will never think of it." Albert gave Isobel a meaningful smile.

Noting the smile on Albert's face, Isobel stopped questioning and turned off the subject, "Actually, I'm even more curious about what's in the package you are holding?"

"You said this?" Albert handed the package to Isabel and said mysteriously, "There are countless people's dreams in it."

"The dream of countless people?" Isabel looked at the package in front of him, and asked tentatively, "Can I open it and take a look?"

"Take it apart."

Isobel opened the package and found that it was a sealed metal box. Except for some patterns, there was no gap in the box.

"It's very well protected, Mr. Le May sent you?"

Isabel had seen something similar before, and instinctively told her that there was definitely something good in it.

"This is a kind of insurance." Albert explained with a smile, "it is set so that only me can open it, and opening the box forcibly will destroy the contents."

As he said, Albert pressed his thumb somewhere in the box, and only heard a very light clicking sound, the box opened without warning, and there was a bottle of pure ruby-like potion inside.

"What is this?" Isobel couldn't help asking.

"A potion that can delay aging." Albert handed the potion to Isobel.

"Delay aging?" Isobel stared at Albert in disbelief, as if he wanted to determine whether the other party was lying, and she couldn't help holding the potion in her palm. At this moment, she suddenly understood why Albert said this was countless people. Dreams.

"Probably... OK." Albert took out another bottle of powder from the box, as well as many sheets of parchment paper. The parchment paper detailed the manufacturing method of this potion.

"This is what you discussed with Mr. Nico?" Isabel's voice was trembling, and she seemed to unplug the bottle and drank the potion.

No woman can resist the temptation to delay aging.

"Well, the teacher helped me to complete the preliminary. However, the way he chose was different from the way I originally thought." Albert stared at the red powder in his hand. This thing is actually a catalyst, somewhat similar to the effect of a magic stone. .

Obviously, the inspiration for this approach came from the Elixir of Life.

Albert knew that as long as he mastered the manufacturing method of this potion, he could improve and perfect it by upgrading his skills.

This is the advantage brought to him by panel skills.

However, because many of Albert's alchemy are upgraded through panel skills, it directly leads to his high level of theoretical alchemy, but the actual level of alchemy is not too high. He can master the alchemy on the skill panel relatively quickly, but he can't make too advanced items.

"Mandrake root is actually one of the raw materials of the elixir of life, and it can be turned into an anti-aging potion through a complex potion process."

As he said, Albert shook the pile of parchment in his hand, and smiled and handed them to Isabel with his bright eyes.

The latter took the parchment with trembling hands and read the contents greedily.

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However, Isabel is a little confused. She can understand every word, but she is still confused.

"Without certain theoretical knowledge of alchemy, it is actually normal to not understand." Albert looked at Isobel's lost appearance and softly comforted, "Your expectations are too high. This thing will not go through a long period of time. Research and improvement, the effect is definitely not the same as you think."

"Won't you want to use it to participate in the competition?" Isabel obviously disagrees with Albert's decision. Although using it to participate in the competition, he will definitely win the gold medal for pioneering contribution to the Cairo International Alchemy Conference.

but…

It's not worth it.

It's just a broken prize.

It is not worthwhile for Albert to leak out the production methods to delay aging.

Once the anti-aging agent is known, God knows what will happen.

"No." Albert shook his head, smiled and said to Isobel, "Come with me, the things in the laboratory will surely bring you unexpected surprises."

"What is it?" Isobel asked, "Mandela straw wine?"

"Can you guess what its effect is? If you guess it, you can use that bottle." Albert said with a smile.

"I don't know." Isobel stared at Albert for a while, and couldn't help but curl his lips. Albert's Occlumency became more and more powerful. As long as Albert was unwilling, it would be difficult for others to see what he was doing. What to think.

However, Isabel is not in a hurry. She knew very well that Albert's talent in alchemy and potions would definitely be able to improve a more perfect potion for anti-aging.

The two walked towards the laboratory. The house elves had already moved all the glass brewing utensils, and the liquid inside turned rose red.

Well, it's mainly related to the rose petals added in the brewing process of Mandela.

"Is wine considered a kind of alchemy?" Isabel asked in confusion.

"It's not really wine, it's more like a potion, but it doesn't need to be brewed like a potion, but I asked Mr. Serra, and he said it should be. Because the scope of alchemy itself It’s very wide and the boundaries are blurry. Some potions are actually made through alchemy. It’s not wrong to say that they are alchemy. I remember that pharmacists actually have other names: brewing pharmacist or pharmacist."

"What is its effect?" Isabel asked.

"Don't guess?" Albert smiled and put his face to her ear, and said softly: "This wine is good for fertility and has a certain aphrodisiac effect. Would you like to try it? Serra has already tested it. Now, you can drink with confidence without any obvious side effects."

"Test?" Isobel frowned slightly when he heard the word.

"After a few animal tests, I will find someone to test it." Albert noticed Isobel's frown, reached out to help her smooth it, and said softly, "As long as the price is right, there are many impoverished wizards. Willing to help the pharmacist test the potion. According to the feedback from the test, this wine does have an effect. It is said that the taste is sweet, a bit similar to sweet wine, which is probably related to the honey added at the end."

He picked up a paper cup and poured some liquor from it. A faint fragrance immediately diffused. Albert put a finger on the liquor and licked it on the tip of his tongue. His eyes lit up, unexpectedly. With so many things added, it tastes pretty good.

Isobel also learned that Albert dabbed a little with his fingertips, and found that this thing did not account for wine at all, it was a bit like a kind of juice without much wine taste.

However, there is no alcohol in it, even higher than beer, but it is covered up.

"What are you going to do?" Isabel stared at the Mandela in the bottle for a moment, then moved to Albert who was weighing things, with a little confusion on his face.

"I'm going to try to make an ointment." Albert took a note from his pocket and handed it to Isobel, which recorded the manufacturing method.

Name: Flying Ointment

Materials needed: 200 grams of beeswax, 20 grams of **, 10 grams of Billiweig insect stings, 25 grams of Mandela root powder, 30 grams of Chrysanthemum extract, 15 grams of buttercup.

Production process...

"What's the use of this thing?" Isabel found that there are two ointment formulations, and the methods of use are also different.

Seeing how the flying ointment was used, Isobel raised her eyebrows slightly. She felt that this was not a serious thing.

"Flying ointment can relax the body and mind and enjoy the feeling of floating in the air." Albert was melting the beeswax, and said to Isobel, "If the formula is adjusted, people can fly directly."

"Flying?" Isobel was puzzled.

"Literally." Albert explained. "However, the danger lies in uncontrollable, and there is a risk of falling directly from the air."

Isobel suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Okay, do you want to try it?"

Albert put the flying ointment into a small bottle, blinked at Isabel, and said, "It will definitely impress you."

It seems that in order to verify the effect of flying ointment, Albert applied flying ointment to the back of his hand and felt it carefully, except that it was a little cold, it didn't seem to feel anything.

Albert asked Isabel to help paint his left arm, and it finally had some effect. He swung in the air a few times and said to Isabel, "The arm is indeed lighter, and it seems that something has helped offset it. Gravity. Well, you can understand it as the feeling of a person floating on the water."

Although the effect is relatively average, Albert still feels that this potion has good potential. He spent some time finding the flying ointment on the skill panel and put some experience in it to upgrade his skills.

By adjusting the raw materials and manufacturing process, UU reading www. uukanshu. Com Albert quickly recreated an improved version of the flying ointment, which feels particularly relaxing when applied to the arm.

The effect of the other version is more obvious, as long as it is applied to the surface of the object, it will be similar to imposing a spell like a floating spell on the object. Albert suspects that if this thing is further developed, it may be made with the technology of broomsticks. A magical version of the airship.

He quickly found Isobel, shared his new discoveries with the other party, and successfully let the study chair float in the air.

"I think this thing is more reliable than Mandela straw wine." Isabel commented.

"Okay, leave those alone, come and help me apply this stuff." Albert stuffed another bottle of flying ointment into Isobel's hand and took her hand to the master bedroom.

"Don't you think... or wait for the evening." Isobel understood Albert's meaning, his cheeks flushed slightly.

"I think there is actually no difference between day and night."

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