Walking down the streets of Diagon Alley, Ivan looked around curiously.

A towering castle-like building comes into view, bustling with people, the gleaming bronze gates opening inward, and several elves in scarlet and gold uniforms flanking the gates, looking around vigilantly and bowing politely to the guests.

If you don't count the experiences in his memory, this is the first time he has come here, and he is naturally very interested in everything.

Along the way, Ivan also saw the old Ollivanders wand shop, as well as the Blotted bookstore.

But that wasn't where they were going, and Ivan only looked a few more times before turning around and stopping at the Patchy Cauldron Shop.

"If you want a crucible, I'll have it, so I don't need to buy anything else." Doggett slammed his mouth and said.

Ivan ignored him and walked straight in, and Doggett sighed and had to follow.

Since it was not yet time for the little wizards to start school, there were not many customers in the crucible shop, and the store manager Patch tried his best to sell them the solid gold cauldron that had recently caught fire, but Ivan refused without hesitation.

"Just the pewter crucible, bring me three... No, five! Ivan took out the money from the pocket of his wizard's robe and put it on the counter, using the hush money that Doggett had given him earlier.

"V. Five crucibles? The shopkeeper of Patch was also taken aback, it was the first time he had seen a little wizard buy so many crucibles, and then he turned his head to look at Doggett, he thought that this was mostly a child's joke.

"What are you buying so many crucibles for?" Doggett was also very strange.

"Of course, it's to make the medicine a little faster." Ivan glanced at him obliquely, picked out a few crucibles in the store, paid for them and left the place straightforwardly, and went to the herb shop not far away to buy them, and soon gave the dozen gold galleons on his body to the flowers with little left.

Doggett was still painstakingly persuading, trying to dispel Ivan's idea of boiling medicine with five crucibles at the same time.

"Potion making is a delicate job, and I can tell you from my years of experience that potions made from multiple cauldrons are doomed to failure..."

Ivan ignored him, and after returning home, he couldn't wait to enter the basement work area, find an open place and start preparing.

Doggett gritted his teeth helplessly, and decided that if there was anything wrong with the potions that Ivan boiled, he would take matters into his own hands and get a batch of potions out to secretly replace Ivan's boils, lest he smash the signboard.

Stepping into the work area, Ivan did not immediately start brewing potions, but picked up the carving knife and transformed the newly purchased crucibles and potion boiling tools.

Doggett was inexplicable, and tried to interrupt several times to inquire about the situation, but to no avail.

Two hours later, under Doggett's astonished gaze, Ivan continued to wave his wand, like a Muggle band's musical conductor.

The potion materials that had been set aside and were dispensed according to the type spontaneously jumped into the cauldron.

Cutting and grinding tools appeared on the side, levitating, cutting the potion materials into the right size, grinding them into powder, and stirring them together.

"It's... It's not—" Doggett's eyes widened, remembering Althea's magical kitchen.

But making potions isn't about cooking, it's about subtle control...

Doggett was just about to scold, but he noticed that the potion materials on the five cauldrons had been processed with extreme precision, without the slightest omission.

How is it possible for one person to be distracted from doing so many things at the same time?

Doggett was confused,

In fact, he didn't know that Ivan had consumed his GPA to open the thinking acceleration mode of the experience card in order to achieve such precise control.

This is thanks to Dumbledore's demonstration to Ivan how to control objects with magic when he was in the school hospital, and the inspiration of Althea's magical kitchen, which led to the creation of this half-finished pharmaceutical factory.

The tedious process of brewing potions is made easy and even artistic under Ivan's subtle magic control, just like the bartender in a bar making cocktails.

The root of the daisy... Dried nettle powder... The petals of the sunflower... and a small peppermint.

Doggett quickly recognized that Ivan was brewing a Elixir of Delight, a common potion of rejoicing that could be used in a wide range of ways, allowing the drinker to be in an excellent mood for a period of time without side effects.

When he was treating the wounded in his black hospital, he liked to add diluted euphorics to the drinking water of some patients...

This often allows patients to walk out of the hospital with a smile after paying a high medical bill...

However, to Doggett's frown, he remembered that peppermint was not the ingredient needed for the Elixir formula, so he interrupted.

"What do you do with peppermint? Misremembering the recipe? ”

"No, adding peppermint can increase the efficacy of the rejuvenating potion." Ivan shook his head and explained softly.

"No way, I've never heard of it... Where the hell did you hear that? Doggett was not convinced.

"It was the half-blood prince who taught me." Ivan said lightly, his wand was frivolous, and the potion made by grinding was poured into the reagent that had been prepared long ago.

After finishing the matter, Ivan did not stop at all, and continued to work on the next batch of potions, this time the Living Hell Potion.

The experience card mode of 100 GPA points is only an hour, and he doesn't want to waste a minute.

Only the potions made in this state were the highest level he could achieve.

In addition, when Ivan read the original book in his previous life, he obtained some tips for boiling potions, and the final product will be much more effective than ordinary potions, otherwise how could he compete with those regular potions stores.

Thinking of this, Ivan suddenly felt that he had miscalculated, how could he forget to get Snape's old textbook when he was at Hogwarts.

Ivan vaguely remembered that it seemed to be in the upper grade classroom, and in addition to the various potions knowledge that Snape had summarized, there were also a lot of advanced spells.

Seeing Ivan's appearance of being addicted to medicine and unable to extricate himself, Doggett could only hold back his doubts in his heart, and set his eyes on the five bottles of euphoria on the table.

Doggett picked up one of the bottles, shook it, and found that the color was lighter than the normal euphoria.

Judging from his years of brewing medicine, the quality of this potion is not bad, but he obviously saw Ivan add peppermint to it...

It stands to reason that even if the potion does not fail, the effectiveness of the potion should be greatly reduced!

(PS: The addition of 10,000 rewards comes round by round, and all the book friends who give 10,000 rewards will be added to one round first, and then a second round will be added.) ）

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