BSI Chapter 1 Potions Dabi
Chapter 1 Potions Dabi
The next morning, Braun packed his things.
Today is the day they go home.
"Luna? Good morning. 35
In the aisle, Braun bumps into Luna, who has come to deliver the cat.
Luna looked a little confused at first, then nodded as if she had woken up from a dream.
"Susie, Braun..."
Luna handed the cat in her arms over.
"Of course, thank you so much Luna or I wouldn't have been able to take care of this little one on my own."
Braun took Susie with a smile.
"Braun, that big black dog disappeared, where did you say it went?"
"Maybe it found its own home." "
Braun replied with a smile.
Luna thought about it and nodded very seriously:
"I think so too."
"That's right!"
As if thinking of something, Luna took out a strange-looking bracelet from her pocket.
The bracelet is somewhat similar to the one Braun received at Christmas.
But it looks a little more delicate.
"This is a gift for me?
Luna handed the bracelet over:
"Last time that was so ugly.
This one is even prettier.
"It's okay, I like it all!"
Braun flashed a big smile.
He clasped the bracelet on his left hand.
"Look, it fits!
Braun said with a smile on his face.
Luna blushed slightly, smiled at Braun, waved and left.
In the morning, when the first rays of the sun shine on the earth, the entire Forlì Castle is particularly beautiful.
In the daylight, the outer walls outside the city shimmer with golden light.
The transparent windows reflect the beautiful view outside.
The house-elves also began their day's work.
They tidy up the house, clean the floor, and prepare breakfast for the hosts.
Everything in the castle is well kept.
But they always hide themselves where people can't see them.
For them, working without disturbing the master is a must-have cultivation for every house-elf.
"Good morning grandfather!35
"Good morning Braun!35
In the hallway, Braun eagerly greeted the portrait of his grandfather.
For the people of the wizarding world, even if their relatives have passed away, they still accompany them in another way.
Braun came to the table, where Mr. and Mrs. Foley were leisurely eating breakfast.
The expression is very happy and relaxed.
For a long-established pure-blood family like the Foley family, there is little pressure in life.
But counting the Kingallon lying in Gringotts was enough to keep the Foley family from working for hundreds of years.
"Tsk, the Ministry of Magic is getting worse and worse this time!
Leaving aside the Sirius incident the other day, the International Potions Competition that will be held this year may not be able to select anyone. ""
Mr. Foley shook the Daily Prophet in his hand and gloated.
"I don't know how the Ministry of Magic got to where it is now, I remember that the Ministry of Magic was very powerful when I was a child.
Basically the talent of the entire English wizarding world. ”
Mrs. Foley took a sip of black tea on the table and spoke.
"What else could it be?
Two Dark Lord riots have consumed most of the Ministry of Magic's young talents.
Plus the Minister of Magic has become more and more short-sighted in recent years...
But that's fine!
That's why a family like ours will come out, isn't it?"
Mr. Foley said with a smile.
I don't take the Ministry of Magic to heart at all, just see it as a joke.
"Humph! If it weren't for you, a power-hungry guy like Fudge wouldn't be a minister!"
"What do you call you, it's us, Millie!
By the way, Braun..."
Mr. Foley turned to look at Braun.
"You represent the Foley family at this International Potions Congress."
Braun nodded first, and then felt a little puzzled:
"Dad, what is the International Potions Congress? How come I haven't heard of it before?"
Mr. Foley rolls his eyes:
"Of course you haven't heard of it.
The International Potions Congress is only held once every three years, and you didn't even go to school the last time it was held!
Where do you know where to go?"
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First he complained, and then Mr. Foley began to explain again.
"The International Potions Congress is organized by the International Union of Potions Artists.
The venue is not fixed, and the Potions Guild of Potions in each country takes turns as the venue.
This time it was held in the Black Continent.
The competition is divided into three groups: junior, youth and adult.
Of course, the adult group was just going through the motions, after all, most of those adult potions masters had heads and faces, and they would definitely not go to the game in person.
Therefore, the competition is mainly concentrated in the junior and youth groups.
The aim is to discover and nurture young wizards with unique potential.
Every day the International Potions Congress is held, potions artists from all over the world travel thousands of miles there.
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Go to this rare event!
The winner will also be rewarded with the International Federation of Potions.
Some are potion recipes and some are a complete set of perfect potion refining tools.
Of course, cherished herbs and potions are also indispensable.
"So I'm going for the championship this time?"
Mr. Foley laughed dumbly:
"You're not small. I'm mainly here to give you a long insight into the past.
After all, even the entry threshold for the junior group is actually fifteen years old.
Your current age is actually unqualified.
"Then you said let me participate?
Braun looked puzzled.
"Privileges everywhere, aren't they?
As a well-known potions family in England's wizarding world, there are places in families like ours that do not depend on age. ”
Braun couldn't help but realize.
Sure enough, privileges exist everywhere.
Swallowing a juicy steak, Mr. Foley wiped his mouth:
"I don't have high requirements for you, at least the screening cannot be eliminated.
Then make it past the official first round and your mission is complete. ""
"This time the game is so difficult?
Braun looked a little surprised.
He felt that his potions level was passable, but in Foley's eyes, he might not even be able to survive the second round.