Chapter 33 The Customer of the First Bottle of Awakening Potion

Capitalists have always only valued profits, and the Malfoy family is the capitalists in the magic world.

That's why old Malfoy, a fox, always valued profit in his actions, and it was profitable to take refuge in Voldemort, so he took refuge in Voldemort...

It is profitable to join the Ministry of Magic, so he joins the Ministry of Magic...

If it is profitable to seek refuge with Zhang Hao, then he will not hesitate to seek refuge with Zhang Hao...

Of course, he still doesn't think it's profitable to seek refuge with Zhang Hao, he just thinks it's necessary to maintain a good relationship with Zhang Hao.

After all, Zhang Hao is currently the youngest A-level wizard!

In the wizarding world, to have power is to have everything - and old Malfoy knew it all too well.

Decades ago, Voldemort had nothing.

But when he has power, almost everything in the magic world will be controlled by him.

Old Malfoy had gone through that period of history, and surrendering to power had become his instinct.

So the tougher Zhang Hao's attitude was, the more respectful Old Malfoy would be.

"Then, since you already know the main way for me to increase my magic power, then you should be mentally prepared." Zhang Hao glanced at Draco and said meaningfully: "It doesn't mean that anyone who uses the magic awakening potion will become Be as strong as I am."

Draco said unconvinced: "Stop bragging! Maybe I can become stronger than you after drinking the magic awakening potion? Do you have the guts to give me a bottle to try?"

Zhang Hao said cheerfully: "I haven't seen you for a holiday, I found that you are much smarter, and your face has become thicker!"

"Of course," Draco said proudly, "I am improving every day, maybe I will surpass you at some point? How? Are you afraid?"

"Draco!" Old Malfoy glared at Draco fiercely, his face twitching and said: "Be honest with me!"

Draco winced in fright, almost slipping into his mother's arms.

"Mr. Zhang Hao," Old Malfoy said again, "I don't ask Draco to catch up with you, I just ask him not to disgrace the Malfoy family. As long as the potion really works, I will give you half a million Galleons." superior."

That's right! The price of a bottle of awakening potion is 500,000!

Zhang Hao was a little surprised, he didn't expect old Malfoy to be willing to pay such a ruthless capital.

He took out a treated glass bottle and said, "Since this is the case, let's drink it here!"

He then tossed the potion to Draco like a bottle of trash.

Old Malfoy was quite frightened, this is half a million Galleons!

Fortunately, Draco was worthy of being the new Seeker of Slytherin, and his reaction speed was not so fast. He stretched out his hand and scooped the awakening potion into his hand.

"Is this the awakening potion?" He frowned and said, "Why do I think this color looks like poison?"

The color of the magic awakening potion is really ugly, it is purple-black-it has the charm of Chinese herbal medicine.

Zhang Hao said calmly: "If you don't like it, you don't have to drink it."

"Draco!" Old Malfoy stared at Draco, as if he was going to beat him up at any moment.

Draco had no choice but to unscrew the glass bottle and pour the medicine inside down his throat.

After a while, the magic power in his body began to skyrocket.

Old Malfoy's eyes almost popped out. Draco's magic power was only C-level before, but now it's close to B-level.

And the rising trend hasn't stopped yet, maybe it won't be long before C-level will become B-level.

Mrs. Narcissa was a little worried. She was afraid that the medicine would have side effects, so she just prayed in her heart.

Draco's exposed skin was as red as overcooked prawns.

His robe was automatic without wind, and the small objects around him were also suspended.

This is the performance of the magic power out of control, and ordinary wizards will only encounter this situation when the magic power goes berserk.

After a while, the potion of awakening demons was finally completely exhausted, and Draco was officially promoted to a B-level wizard.

Narcissa said excitedly: "Successful!"

Old Malfoy was also very excited, but he was relatively deep in the city, and he still looked calm on the surface.

Zhang Hao smiled and said, "Congratulations, you can be promoted to a level. It seems that Draco's qualifications are really good."

This is not a compliment, the magic power increased by the awakening potion is related to aptitude.

Taking the first phase of the potion together, the magic power of growth with good aptitude will naturally be stronger.

When the Malfoys heard that Zhang Hao praised Draco for his good qualifications, they immediately beamed with joy. This is a radiance on their faces!

Draco, on the other hand, was not so happy.

This guy Zhang Hao obviously put himself in the position of an elder, no wonder Draco is happy - this is simply taking advantage of him blatantly!

After a while, Old Malfoy hesitated and said: "Mr. Zhang Hao, I want to know... Will the awakening potion have any side effects? Don't get me wrong, you are a great master of potions, so you should know... most of them High-end potions have side effects... I don’t know if the same will happen to awakening potions?"

Zhang Hao said indifferently: "I have also taken the magic awakening potion myself. Do you think I will harm myself? Besides, we always have a spirit of contract in doing business. If we hurt customers, who will come to us for business. You Right?"

"You're right," Old Malfoy said with relief, "I probably thought too much, I'm very sorry."

They exchanged pleasantries for a while before they dispersed, and the transaction was considered over.

A bottle of magic awakening potion eased Zhang Hao's increasingly tense finances a lot.

...

The Christmas vacation is finally over, and Zhang Hao also returned to Hogwarts.

The friends were very happy to learn that Zhang Hao had returned safely, especially Hermione, who cried happily.

"Hi! Have you completed your career inheritance?" Ron asked curiously, "What career did you choose—you haven't told us yet!"

"I guess he must have chosen the profession of priest," Draco said disdainfully: "This guy is a saint, and he will definitely choose some high-level profession. If it is not priest, then it must be a paladin!"

"I don't think so," Pansy said, a little mischievously, "maybe he chose the barbarian?"

"No way?" Harry said with a grin. "I remember that the barbarian used a big axe. If he was carrying a big ax... Sorry - I can't imagine that kind of picture!"

"I guess it's a mage," Hermione analyzed rationally, "mage and wizard are very suitable professions, and Hao should not give up this advantage."

Everyone was very curious about this question, and they stared at Zhang Hao eagerly.

"I'm sorry, you all guessed wrong!" Zhang Hao said with a smile: "I chose a warrior, and I will change my job to become a magic swordsman in the future."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and after guessing together for a long time, no one got it right!

A group of people chatted and spanked, and finally changed the topic to the Triwizard Tournament.

"Harry," Ron asked, "have you figured out the secret of the golden egg?"

"No, I'm at a loss now." Harry said bitterly, "I really don't have a clue at all. I guess other people already have ideas."

"Hao, what about you? Do you already know the secret of the golden egg?"