As far as Arthur could see, there was not a single intact building.

The dilapidated walls closest to him were covered with irregular pieces of flesh that made people shudder with disgusting vomiting.

They whispered and writhed at the same time, crawling around Arthur like fleshworms and slimes,

Before Arthur could figure out what it was, his vision looked up at the sky, and the moon above the night sky was an eerie blood-red color......

"Hmm... I feel like I'm contaminated with something..."

When consciousness returned to his body, Arthur looked at the cold stone statue in front of him and scratched his head.

The illusion was blurred, and Arthur felt like he was having a nightmare.

He checked his body, found no injuries, and prepared to leave.

Have helped him/her achieve his/her goal by touching the Slytherin statue.

Although he or she didn't know what he/she was getting, Arthur didn't dwell on it out of trust.

It's getting late, it's time to go back and rest.

But as soon as he turned around, a tattered piece of parchment fell from front of him, attracting his attention.

"What is this? Main ingredients: one pair of adult manhal eyes, 35 ml of blood from a black fish; Auxiliary materials: 80 ml pure water ......"

Arthur picked up the parchment and found a few lines of writing on the faded parchment.

"What is this? Slytherin recipes? Or is it a potion formula? ”

There were four lines on the parchment, the first three of which were the material for some kind of potion, and the last line was blurred, and Arthur could not judge the content of the line.

However, it was found in the Slytherin Vault, and it was probably the most important thing for him.

Arthur's mind moved, and he took out his journal and sandwiched it between the pages. Prepare to wait for the Potions class, gather the materials above and try to craft them.

If it was some kind of lost potion, then Arthur would have made a fortune.

Remember, the reason why the Potter family owns a house of gold gallons is due to the two ancestors of the Potter family.

The first was the ancestor of the family, a man named Stinchkum.

He was a man of eccentric behavior and was well loved, and people liked to call him "The Idler", a nickname that evolved over time into "Potter".

Stinkoom was gifted with potions and often invented very useful medicines that are still used by wizards to this day.

After Stinchkum, each generation of the Potter family members worked diligently to maintain the potions business in order to maintain the family fortune.

It wasn't until the second ancestor appeared that the family's fortune quadrupled.

This man was Harry's grandfather, Fremont Potter. He invented the Quick Smoothing Hair Tyriff, a very effective hair care potion.

It makes thick, unkempt hair soft and shiny, and is loved by wizards.

From the history of the Potter family, a small trick to make a fortune can be drawn.

A potion loved by wizards that can bring a lot of wealth to those who make it.

Arthur has not forgotten that writing novels to make money is his job, but no one will refuse to have another way to make money.

Just as he pondered whether he should catch up on potions research and development in his spare time, a ray of fluorescence floated from the tip of his wand in front of him.

"Concentrate on writing books, you don't have a talent for potions!"

“！！！”

Looking at the fluorescent handwriting, Arthur's body froze, and his pupils instantly spread, revealing a shocked expression in an instant.

But soon, a very noticeable smile of surprise appeared on his face.

"Is that you? You can finally communicate with me normally?! ”

For the first time in eleven years, Arthur had seen him/her communicate with himself or herself in words.

This surprise was no weaker than his joy when he earned the manuscript fee for the first time.

Eleven years, a whole eleven years! His communication with him/her is limited to divine friendship, and Arthur can also talk to himself, whispering to him/her what he wants to say.

And his/her thoughts are all guessed by Arthur perceiving his/her mood changes.

For example, when he enters the Slytherin Chamber tonight, it is his/her emotions that guide Arthur.

"I want to sleep." “(•́へ•́╬)”

"Out for a walk?" “(⌒▽⌒)”

"Forbidden Forest?" “.....”

"Responsive House?" “......”

"The Slytherin Chamber of Secrets?" “(≧∀≦)”

In short, the way the two communicate is a very inefficient way of communicating.

But after eleven years of getting along, the two have become very acquiescent, and Arthur now only needs a few rounds of speculation to judge what he/she wants to say.

The previous handwriting turned into a fluorescent glow and began to twist and shift, this time revealing more words in front of Arthur.

"Recovering some of the characteristics has deepened my presence in this world. In return, the money you owe me can be waived for a tithe. It's helpful to collect as many potions as you can..."

"I don't have exactly what you explained, but thank you for your generosity."

All of a sudden, a tenth of the debt was missing, like a boulder on his shoulders losing a tenth of its weight, which made Arthur secretly happy and happy.

A simple errand task, although it is burdened with an extra 10,000 gold galleons of foreign debt, but the rich return obtained can already ignore this foreign debt.

2.83 million gold Galleons waived, £14.17 million.

Arthur didn't even know when he would be able to make that much money.

If you say no, you don't, it seems that the characteristics he/she got must be very precious.

Arthur sighed in his heart, and then said with some urgency and apprehension.

"Can you tell me your name? After all these years, I still don't know what to call you... And why do you like money? With your strength, you shouldn't care about wealth..."

Arthur watched cautiously at the change in the fluorescent handwriting, fearing that his question would cause him/her to be upset.

After being reborn, in the past eleven years, he/she is not only Arthur's savior and creditor, but also Arthur's only friend.

"Just call me the audience. Money is not just money, it is a symbol of civilization..."

"The memories of your past life have not been fully recovered, and there are some things that are known now that they are not good for you."

"True to your original intention... Working hard to write novels to earn money and pay off debts... My investment in you is very draining. ”

"Every time my existence strengthens, so does the world's repressive force against me. If I help you in the future, I will consume more power..."

"You should understand what I mean, right?"

Arthur's face changed and he replied bitterly. "It means that every time you help me in the future, I will pay more..."

"I'm trying to make myself stronger, so I don't need to bother you..."

Spending money to let the "audience" help him is not a long-term solution after all, Arthur needs to be self-reliant.