After coming out of Ollivander's wand shop, Canaan went to the potion shop to sell the potions he usually recouped. It's the only reliable source of income he has now.

"159 gold galleons and 39 silver sike, count you 160 gold. The owner of the potion shop counted the potions brought by Canaan and said slowly.

"How is it that there are more than 20 gold galleons less than before?" asked Canaan. He remembered that the same amount of potions had been sold for more than that.

"Because you have sold too many meditation potions recently, and then these potions have been hoarded in our store and cannot be sold for a while, so you can only reduce the price for you, and you had better refine some other types of potions in the future. The owner of the potion shop was polite and patiently explained.

"Oh, okay. Canaan shook his head helplessly, the meditation potion was the one with the highest success rate among him. If you refine other potions, even if you can refine them, it is estimated that it will not be as easy to make money as it is now.

Sure enough, there has never been a stable industry. Canaan remembered the title deed that Delan had left him in Diagon Alley, should he open a shop in Diagon Alley and become his own boss?

"Little guy, didn't you inquire about Yuehuacao before?" the owner of the potion shop suddenly stopped Canaan and beckoned to him.

"You have news again?" Canaan stopped and stepped forward.

"How do you calculate the message fee?" the owner of the potion shop looked at Canaan with a grin, looking like he was looking at the money.

"See if your message is true and useful to me. Canaan was not stunned, and said with a flat face.

"Of course, buying and selling should be a win-win. He leaned down and pulled a large wooden box out of the counter, then slowly opened it, "I'm sure you won't refuse this." ”

Inside the wooden box is a small grass with a crescent-shaped tip. Sprinkle some red liquid on top, which is a cheap preservative.

"This is Yuehua Grass, where did you get it?" asked Canaan in surprise. It was the first time he had seen such grass.

"It took a lot of effort for me to get it when it came up in France. The owner of the potion shop tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop.

"How much do you want?"

"At least 500 gold Galleons!" he said.

"No way, I don't have that much money, and it's not worth the price. Canaan was a little angry, 500 gold gallons was not a small amount, and all the money he had on him now added up to just over 300 gold gallons.

"How much can you give?" he said slowly, pausing to tap on the table, looking at Canaan.

"100 gold, that's already my greatest sincerity, and I don't want to ruin our relationship, and Professor Snape is my mentor!" Canaan slowly spat out the next sentence.

"Professor Snape... It's your mentor, no wonder?" the owner of the potion shop was a little surprised, and he stared at Canaan with a serious expression, trying to see from Canaan's eyes whether he was lying.

"If you don't believe me, write to him, all the potions I made were done with his help. Canaan continued to tug at the tiger skin with a relaxed expression.

"I'm not so bored, so I'll charge you 80 gold Galleons, I really spent a lot of relationships to get this grass, and I didn't earn you much. The owner of the potion shop returned to his smiling face and said sincerely. Snape was the largest supplier of his potion shop, and he couldn't afford to offend him easily.

"Thank you, sir. Then I'll take it. Canaan finished paying the gold Galleons, hugged the wooden box, and turned to leave the potion shop.

Looking at the background of Canaan's departure, he muttered indignantly, "Hell!"

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"It's good that I can buy this moonflower grass at a low price thanks to Snape, otherwise it's really hard to say. Back in the lab, Canaan gently took out the moonflower grass.

The grass is sprinkled with a preservative, which is specially designed to prevent the plant from withering and keep the plant alive. But after being exposed to this agent, the plant can no longer be planted in the soil to continue growing.

And this red preservative is inexpensive, and the preservation time is not much, which means that Canaan has to make Yuehua into Yuehua Elixir in a short time, otherwise the activity of the grass will be greatly reduced, and it can no longer be used in the production of potions.

Canaan decided to ask Snape to help refine the potion, and although he also knew the recipe for the Moonbloom Elixir, he had never refined it, so it was undoubtedly safer to let Snape help.

After quickly writing a letter to Snape and packing the moonflower, Canaan summoned Sindra and told him to bring it to Snape.

The next time, Canaan was ready to make a new wand.

Over the course of a month, he had also made a large number of wands under Hoffman's tutelage, many of which were too crudely made to use.

Canaan felt that he had underestimated the skill of wand-making, and that many of the concepts and methods involved in making wands required not only understanding but also a great deal of practice, and were not much easier than when he was studying alchemy.

Fortunately, Hoffman was an extremely patient teacher, and with his explanation and help, Canaan really made some excellent wands. This shocked Hoffman, who had lived in the portrait for hundreds of years and had never seen such a gifted young wizard as Canaan.

After less than a month of study, he had made a real wand, and he felt that the glory of their family might be restored to Canaan.

"Oh, you should first engrave a few magic arrays with strong mana fluctuations on the wand first, and then put in the wand core, which is fragile and easily damaged. Seeing that Canaan was starting to make wands, Hoffman suggested with a mustache.

"Okay, I got it. You are very knowledgeable and proficient in alchemy. Canaan spoke, and the movements of his hands were not slow, and he was carefully polishing his rough staff.

"Of course, when I was alive, I knew a lot of alchemists, and staff making did require some knowledge of alchemy. Hoffman was smug and liked nothing more than to be complimented on him.

"Do you know Nick Lemay, the maker of the Philosopher's Stone, the greatest living alchemist. Canaan asked. He thinks Hoffman may have crossed paths with Nick Lemay have crossed paths hundreds of years ago.

"I know him, he became famous after I died, I haven't met him. His Philosopher's Stone is too famous. He said slowly: "Although the Philosopher's Stone can be immortal, its side effects are also very large, and I think its biggest effect is to turn stones into gold." ”

"What side effects?" asked Canaan curiously.

"The elixir of life can be developed with the powder of the Philosopher's Stone, but if you drink this thing, although you can get an immortal lifespan, your body will still age, and then all kinds of organs will fail, and your senses of taste, hearing, and touch will fail. In the end, even if you are alive, you might as well be dead. Hoffman explained with a frown, as if he was disgusted by the side effects of the Philosopher's Stone.

"You don't look any better now. Canaan muttered in his heart, but he didn't say it, he felt that he still had to save some face for the old man.

Seeing Canaan's eyes, Hoffman said, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, we live in different paintings, it's a very ancient magic. ”

"Tell me about it. Canaan smiled, and he put down the rod he had already polished.