Nico Flamel stayed in Bree's alchemy shop and began to teach Bree his alchemy skills. The Wesley twins also came to Diagon Alley half a month before the start of school to help Bree make some simple alchemy techniques.

Items to make extra money.

"That's right, you have to learn to treat alchemy items as your own children, instead of simply piecing them together, you have to be full of affection for them..."

"Your idea is very good. If it is made, it will definitely be good news for little wizards. I hope the children will not be overly addicted. Oh, I am looking forward to it!"

Nico Flamel, who was like a child, was nagging Bredot to speed up the experiment again.

This is an idea that Brie came up with when he was studying natural alchemy some time ago, which is to use magical illusions to create an arena where little wizards can control characters to fight. The characters need to extract alchemy cards to obtain them. The illusion of the arena is also saved in Alchemy.

in items.

This idea was inspired by An Qing's memory. At this time, there was no such novel object in the British wizarding world. I believe that such a thing can make young wizards put it down and surpass wizard chess in one fell swoop to become the new favorite.

, and as long as it succeeds, it will become a means of income for the family.

If Potter can make a fortune by selling shampoo, why can't Briod make a fortune by earning money from the little wizard? Besides, this is not harmful to the little wizard, as it can help the little wizard practice magic and become familiar with battles.

In Brie's expectation, maybe the little wizard's consciousness can be allowed to enter the arena and fight in the future, and the cards are only the first step. Let's see the market's reaction first, as well as those pure-blood families...

Bree, who was working on the workbench, quickly put down the scattered things.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Nico Flamel, I don't think I can accompany you in the experiment today."

It took more than a month for Draco to come. Today he is coming to Diagon Alley. Bree had promised to help him make up for a birthday gift, but now he has decided what to use.

"Oh, it's been a month. Yes, you really should rest. You are still young. Go ahead. I will finish some of the work behind. This alchemy fantasy is complete. We only need to make a few more simple ones.

Cards, of course, require your special magic power as a source of energy."

Nico Flamel soon returned to alchemical operations.

If it were an ordinary gadget, he would naturally not be so excited, but Bree's magic power is so special, full of vitality, and the combination with alchemy is simply a miracle...

Bree rummaged around on the second floor and took out the dead dragon eggs that had been soaked in the potion. Some ordinary things were no longer enough to satisfy Draco. Maybe eating dragon eggs would satisfy him.

satisfy.

"Draco, little dragon..." Draco should like this gift.

With this in mind, Briley teleported his notes to a courtyard outside London, where he prepared dinner. Being unfamiliar with cooking, he could only simply crack open the dragon egg.

"Here, he's almost born."

Inside the dragon egg, there is a curled up baby dragon wrapped in a thin layer of egg liquid. It looks like it has broken out of its shell. Unfortunately, it is lifeless and is just a body.

Clean the baby dragon and throw it into the big pot. Bree put in some seasonings and started to stew. Then he went out to buy some snacks in London until Draco, under the guidance of Ver, came to the yard through the notes.

,Brie just came back.

"Do you still need guests to wait for you, Bree?" Draco pretended to be dissatisfied and sat on the sofa, looking around and said: "This is the place you live in. It is really simple. It is not as big as my kitchen."

Draco was picky.

Brie placed the snacks on the dining table, walked to the kitchen and brought out the stewed dragon meat.

"Oh, what is this? It smells delicious." Draco came up and wondered as he looked at the stewed dragon meat that was beyond recognition.

And Bree chuckled.

"This is your gift. I made it with my own hands. I hope it can be used as a compensation for your birthday gift."

personally?

Draco raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Don't say it's something inedible. I don't want to go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies before school starts."

"St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, are you sick? Where are you going and what are you doing?" Brie asked curiously while arranging the dishes.

Draco looked a little embarrassed, but he still said: "It's my mother... Do you remember the old Dobby? It was the house elf my mother brought back then, but it was too different, just like a house elf.

It’s like the reincarnation of a troll. He couldn’t even clean my grandfather’s study and almost broke his portrait.”

"This time he and Potter teamed up to deceive my father, which made my mother very angry. He planned to go to the Black family, my mother's mother's house, to find the contract with Dobby, and to go to the Wizengamot to seek help from Potter.

And Dobby’s trial, when deception was a crime!”

Draco was arrogant because he was the one who made the suggestion, but he soon lost it again.

The Wizengamot is the court of the wizarding world, led by the Ministry of Magic and many respected wizards. It has the highest legal power and can even judge the Minister of Magic for his mistakes when he is in office.

If Harry is brought to this court, he will definitely be punished according to the method he used to disgrace the house elves. In a chaotic place, such gangster behavior will naturally not be punished, but he is on the bright side of the wizarding world.

, As for which diary belongs to Malfoy, I'm sorry, the Malfoy family has many ways to cover it up.

Bree looked at Draco's depressed face and knew without even thinking that something unexpected had happened.

Draco sighed and said: "My mother returned to the Black ancestral home, but the house elf there was also a lunatic. He said that my mother was already a Malfoy and had no right to enter unless all the Black family died.

Only then will my mother be allowed in the ancestral home."

Speaking of this, Draco was a little angry and disgusted.

He gritted his teeth and said: "Blake escaped and ran outside Blake's ancestral house, trying to sneak in!"

"My mother met him and he ran away quickly, but my mother may have been frightened. I accompanied her to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Magical Injuries before."

Just when Bree was still wondering who Blake was, Nico came back outside the yard covered in mud.

"Go take a shower, Nico."

Nico has been cultivating flowers that can give birth to spiritual consciousness in the past few days, and now it has achieved results. He has been taking care of it day and night. When he saw Draco, his expression suddenly changed, but with Bree here, he didn't dare

Say more.

"Humph." Nico snorted and went upstairs to take a shower.

Soon, Draco was sitting at the dining table, waiting politely...

After the meal, Draco wiped his mouth with satisfaction. He took out a newspaper from the seamless stretch bag in his pocket and handed it to Bree.

[A book-chasing app recommended to me by an old book friend I have known for ten years, Yeguoyuedu! It is so easy to use. I rely on this app to read and listen to books while driving and before going to bed. You can download it here.yeguoyuedu]

"Well, I don't know if you are interested. Anyway, you should be more careful recently and don't run outside Diagon Alley. Black only entered Azkaban after killing a whole street of people."

Speaking of this, Draco thought of something and said silently: "You should have read about the savior's deeds. He killed the mysterious man when he was young... and the reason why the mysterious man was able to find Potter was because of Bramble.

He's a snitch, huh, but my mother doesn't believe he is such a person."

"Black's whole family is Slytherin, but he, Black, is indeed an anomaly, a Gryffindor!"

The nagging Draco chirped, and said with some aftertaste: "This meat is so delicious, why? I'll ask my mother to make some when I get back."

"It's dragon meat, Draco. I bought a dead dragon egg before. It's pretty good."

Bree looked at Draco with a smile, but Draco's face looked a little strange, and he sat stiffly in his chair, as if someone had cast a petrification spell.

"Draco?"

Bree stood up and touched Draco lightly, but Draco, who came back to his senses, stared at Bree with a look of confusion on his face, and said with trembling lips: "Dragon?"

"You cooked dragon meat, this...how can you cook dragon meat!"

Draco jumped into the meat pot to take a look, and quickly recognized that it was a Peruvian Vipertooth Dragon!

Draco, who suppressed the rumbling in his stomach, looked at Bree with a sincere face, held back the curse words he wanted to say, and clenched his fists.

"Isn't it delicious, Draco?"

Brie was very surprised. It tasted very good, but he had eaten eight bowls just now.

"...Not bad." Draco looked at Bree's confused look and sighed inwardly. What could he do to dissuade a black crow with a badger belly from eating.

"But don't make dragons again."

Bree shrugged and said nothing, with a smile in his eyes. Of course he knew Draco liked dragons, but he didn't expect to like them so much... It's just that the meat was so fragrant.

"Okay, I have to go back. My father came to the Ministry of Magic today to explain Black's affairs. I can't stay too long."

Draco sighed and said, "I have been attending banquets during the holidays, and my mother has been introducing girls to me."

"What's even weirder is that my mother looks at me strangely, and so does my father. They are all telling me that I should start a family with a girl, maintain Malfoy's dignity, and learn to hide some forbidden love and not move to another place.

Come to the surface."

Draco muttered.

"It's so weird. Where did I come from... forbidden emotions? Really, I'm only 13 years old."

Thirteen-year-old Draco is already a slender boy. In Britain, it is normal to fall in love, but Draco obviously does not have this idea.

Draco quickly left Diagon Alley, and when Bree returned to the London courtyard through the notes, he saw Nico Flamel eating meat on the dining table.

Bridao: "I just called you and you were making the cards. Are you done now?"

Nico Flamel was eating and said to Bree: "You will definitely be pleasantly surprised."

He took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Bree.

The card is golden and shows Nico Flamel in his old age.

"The card needs some aura of the original character. If the person is already dead, then you need to understand his power and simulate their aura, otherwise the reality of the character cannot be interpreted."

"It's like a magic portrait, but not as smart. Probably better than a chocolate frog card."
To be continued...