McGoth had written to Ron's father about the fact that the Ministry of Magic had banned the modification or public sale of Muggle electronics, but had not banned Muggle food, so he was going to turn his small shop into a general store for Muggle food, comics, and the magic props that the Weasley brothers had put on sale there. Thinking of this, he inexplicably felt that he might open a supermarket in Diagon Alley.

When Luna came to visit him again in the evening, he consciously or unconsciously asked where his father's magazines were usually sold, and if there was no special place he could help.

Luna gave him a strange look.

"In many places, don't you know that singing against the odds is very popular in the wizarding world? Last year, the Ministry of Magic released a sales table, and the Daily Prophet did not have as much sales as my father. ”

McGoth was embarrassed for a while, he really didn't know this, he remembered that this magazine was scolded by Hermione for a while, he thought that singing against the tune was not popular in the wizarding world, who knew that it was completely opposite to what he thought.

Luna looked at the embarrassed but polite smile of Magos, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly.

"I heard that you started a magazine called Comics and asked Lockhart to be the editor-in-chief."

McGoth looked at her speechlessly, she must have been the first to know, if memory serves, she bought two or three copies at the time.

Ignoring Magos's gaze, Luna looked at him with wide eyes and said,

"My dad thought it was good, he had an idea to incorporate some of his guesses into the comics."

McGoth's heart moved, from the current point of view, even if Lockhart is used as a gimmick, it is serialized and discounted, but the speed of sales growth is still worrying. The older generation of wizards in the wizarding world was more repulsive to new things than he thought, and he originally thought that just selling comics and serials was a bit monotonous, and he was going to add the singing and singing to give wizards more choices. I didn't expect the singing to be so popular, and if the singing and comics also join forces, they may be able to usher in a wave of skyrocketing sales.

McGoth was slightly reserved for less than a second.

"It's a great idea. I couldn't agree more. ”

Luna looked at Magos with a smile,

"I remember that some people used to be completely unsightly and contradictory, and they told me a lot of truths, such as bold assumptions, careful verification, and so on. How do you agree to cooperate now. ”

McGoth snorted,

"Comics, like others, are created with imagination, so they are not misleading."

"Then you mean that my father misled others?" Luna's face changed, and her tone was compelling.

McGoth opened his mouth, I didn't mean that, we're talking about comics.

Unfortunately, she didn't have a chance to say this, and Luna turned around and left cleanly after saying that.

I want to chase it, but it might be worse after catching up and explaining, I patted my forehead in distress and sighed, forget it.

Before Luna left the school hospital, she glanced at the bewildered McGoss, and her stiff expression instantly turned into pleasure.

"Let you tell me those big truths, and now we're even."

Luna, who was in a very good mood, smiled and thought about how to convince her father to agree to express his thoughts in comic form.

Yes, his father did read the comics and made some interesting comments, but he definitely didn't have the idea of lowering his value to express his own things in comics.

Not to mention, Luna is racking her brains about how to get her father to agree to work with the comics. McGoth gave Madam Pomfrey a rough overview of the twins' suggestion when she was dispensing the potion, asking if it was possible to make such a potion with his current knowledge and abilities.

"Another useless potion idea." This time, the potion function involved fighting, killing, so Madam Pomfrey didn't look good when she heard it.

McGoth sneered, he knew Madam Pomfrey's character, but he didn't dare to argue with her, in case she was in a hurry, he didn't want to ask her any more questions in the future, and he couldn't use Professor Sprout as a stepping stone every time. McGoth stared at Madam Pomfrey, waiting for her answer.

Madam Pomfrey concocted the potion and slammed it in front of him.

"Drink!"

Without saying a word, McGoth poured it into his mouth. Then my eyes widened, and I wanted to vomit.

Madam Pomfrey said slowly, as she had anticipated.

"If you drink it, you'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and it will take three days to spit it out and wait for me to make it again, and the day after tomorrow is your first chance to go to Hogsmeade, so you can do it."

The muscles in Magos's face shook rapidly, not because the potion was too bitter, but because it was so sour that he felt like his teeth were about to soften.

With difficulty, he drank all the potion, and his face was crumpled with acid. His tongue was shaken with acid and disobedience, and he couldn't say a word.

I don't know if I was satisfied with Magos drinking the potion or if I saw that he was choked with acid enough, after Madam Pomfrey packed up her things.

"That potion is simple, but don't think of my help." After speaking, he pushed the trolley out of the school hospital.

"Whoa." Magos barely managed to spit out those two words.

With Madam Pomfrey's words, McGoth felt that he should be prepared to get the Iron Fist Potion version of Justice first, and as for the Dream Elixir, it could be a long-term goal.

That night, McGoth pondered what herbs to use, and since Madam Pomfrey thought he could make them now, it meant that he knew and learned all the herbs he needed.

But he thought about it for a long time and didn't think he knew what kind of herb could be used as a self-psychological suggestion, as for the punch attack, it was very simple, the herb class had learned a plant that would punch and attack, he didn't see the real thing at the beginning, he thought it was the cabbage in Plants vs. Zombies, and only after seeing it did he know that it was a plant similar to ginseng, and the difference with ginseng was that it did not grow under the soil, but on the soil, and there were only a few green plant whiskers on the head, no leaves.

The next day, he took advantage of the herb class today to inquire about Professor Sprout.

"Why do you have to have the herbs you want to have?" Professor Sprout asked rhetorically.

"Because it's only with those effects that you can make potions like that."

Sprout smiled and shook his head,

"I've heard that you made a magic potion before you came to Hogwarts, are there any herbs needed to increase luck?"

"That's because there are spells to match," said Magos's eyes lit up, yes, why do you have to have herbs with the same effect, spells are not the same.

"So I need an herb that can absorb and store this spell?!"

Professor Sprout smiled, not paying attention to his own words, not bothering to tell him which herb to use with which spell would work best, she had now guessed the meaning of Snape letting him create a potion on his own.