Chapter 211
The troll floated for a long time.
When Murphy and the professors arrived, seeing the troll floating in mid-air, they all felt it was incredible.
Murphy treated Tom's leg—he used the Reparo spell, and it actually healed Tom, which surprised Professor Flitwick.
Then the professors asked about the injuries of the remaining young wizards, and after learning that there was nothing serious, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Afterward, they severely criticized them.
When asked why they were here, Tom only said he wanted to challenge the troll, not mentioning Myrtle, and the other three little wizards didn't mention it either.
"But, how could you think you could deal with a mountain-like troll alone?" Professor McGonagall asked with a hint of blame.
"Oh, about this..." Murphy stood out, "I'm afraid I also bear some responsibility, Professor McGonagall."
"What? Professor Darkholm, did you let this boy challenge the troll?" Professor McGonagall was surprised.
"That's not it," Murphy said, "It's just that, some time ago, we were trying to make a wand. Through the joint efforts of me and these little guys, we made a wand with good performance. I gave it to Lukas, hoping he could try it more and test the power of the wand."
"I think, it might be because of this that Lukas made this reckless decision."
"Oh." The professors all looked at the troll in the corridor that was still spinning endlessly in mid-air and screaming.
Quirrell was originally sitting on a toilet lid sobbing alone like a little girl who had done something wrong, and now his eyes were constantly glancing at the wands in the hands of the few young wizards.
Hey hey, senior, your fox tail is about to be exposed!
Please show some self-cultivation as an actor!
"This wand can make a few young wizards perform such magic..." Professor Flitwick was very surprised, "This is really amazing technology. Murphy, I didn't know you were a wand-making master before."
"......"
Wand-making master... tsk.
"Perhaps it's just a coincidence..." Snape glanced at Murphy, "Mr. Darkholm has liked to use those Muggle methods to tinker with so-called 'research' since he was in school. Although there is no aesthetic sense, if you persevere, you can always have some gains..."
Murphy glanced at Snape.
I really don't like hearing you say this.
Since he was in school, this professor didn't like him—this is not surprising, he didn't like any young wizard except the students of his own house.
At that time, Murphy also tried to persuade Snape to use measuring cups and droppers to precisely prepare potions, but he was severely ridiculed by Snape.
Things like "Muggle's clumsy technology", "Only students with insufficient intelligence will use these auxiliary tools", "Don't think that being maverick can win respect, it will only attract ridicule", etc...
In short, for Murphy's unauthorized tinkering with new potion-making methods, Snape felt that he was tarnishing the beautiful Potions class.
To this, Murphy only had one sentence to respond, "Muggle, Muggle... It seems that after being a wizard for a long time, you forgot that you are also a Muggle child, right?"
Snape's face turned livid, his eyes staring at Murphy, almost flashing with cold light enough to kill.
The warm smile on Murphy's face remained unchanged, but a pair of cold-frost-like eyes also stared at the opponent without giving an inch.
Damn it, you were a professor when I was in school, I didn't dare to refute you.
Now you still want to pinch me?
Believe it or not, I'll fire you tomorrow?!
"Oh! Professor Darkholm!" Professor McGonagall glared at Murphy reproachfully, "And Professor Snape! What does it look like! In front of the students! Alright, you guys! What are you still standing here for! Go, go back, go back. I will report the matter here to Professor Dumbledore."
The four young wizards were chased away, discussing the scene just now along the way.
"The relationship between Professor Darkholm and Professor Snape doesn't seem very good." Tom said.
"More than not very good." Ron said, "I think they both want to kill each other."
"I always thought Professor Murphy was a very gentle person, I didn't expect him to get angry too." Hermione said, her little face red, "He looks so handsome when he's angry."
"Ugh..." Ron couldn't hold it, "I just thought I could be friends with you, my god, let the troll eat me."
Friend...
Tom suddenly recalled Ron's words before.
Is this a friend?
He touched the corners of his mouth that couldn't help but curl up.
Seems, quite good too.
"Let's make the goblin gold coins." Suddenly, as if remembering something, he said.
"Next time there is any dangerous thing, we can notify each other at any time."
Tom's proposal was unanimously agreed upon by the three young wizards.
They soon started the refining of the "Thief's Blood" potion.
The formula Murphy gave them was different from most potion formulas. It didn't have words like "add a little water" or "boil over medium heat", but very detailed steps.
Such as: "Place 3% concentration Mandrake juice solution in a beaker, heat to 65 degrees with an alcohol lamp, and maintain this temperature for 10 minutes..."
Or: "Weigh 2 grams of unicorn horn powder with a balance, stir into a mixed suspension with five milliliters of Flobberworm mucus and 10 milliliters of water..."
Or: "Adjust the height of the iron stand so that the funnel is close to the beaker wall, lean the filter paper against the glass rod, and slowly pour the solution into the funnel along the glass rod for filtration..."
The formula steps were detailed to the point where it was impossible to make a mistake.
However, although the materials needed for the Thief's Blood potion were very common, as first-year students they couldn't leave the school. If they wanted to get the materials, they could only get them in Potions class.
So in the next Potions class, they took advantage of the opportunity when Neville messed up the potion again and was reprimanded by Snape to steal some materials.
Because they only needed to make four goblin gold coins, they didn't need many materials, and this kind of secret carrying wasn't discovered.
A few days later, the goblin gold coins were made. Like a walkie-talkie, as long as you input magic power, you could talk to everyone else, just like a team speaker in an online game. The call distance was two hundred meters, basically chatting within the main body of the castle was no problem.
The four young wizards were very excited. For the first two days, they almost had to turn on the call at all times, and they would chat for another half an hour when they returned to their respective common rooms at night. The goblin gold coins gave them a feeling of a small group that was always connected.
Harry and the others' strange behavior soon attracted the attention of the students. After Qiu Zhang and Dean's group successfully made the goblin gold coins, watching them talk and laugh with friends anytime and anywhere, other young wizards couldn't sit still.
It doesn't matter if there is no gold coin rewarded by Professor Murphy, they can use their own Galleons, anyway, the formula and ritual are public.
So not long after, the goblin gold coins suddenly became popular among the students at Hogwarts, and even the senior students joined the army of making gold coins.
The Weasley brothers keenly discovered business opportunities and began to accept custom business. As long as you give them two silver Sickles for each gold coin, they can give you a set of goblin gold coins within two days.
In just one week, the Weasley brothers earned more than ten Galleons because of this foundry business.
At the same time, Snape found that the consumption of materials in his Potions class suddenly increased by more than two times.
After discovering that all this was caused by the goblin gold coins, Professor Snape was very annoyed and directly issued a threat to the students. If any young wizard was found stealing potion materials again, they would be put in detention. This curbed this unhealthy trend.
The goblin gold coins were so popular that they even appeared in the Quidditch match.
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