The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 316: Slaughtering the Fat Sheep (Please subscribe, please collect, please vote)
Just as Ryan expected, when using alchemy to fuse new skills, the more relevant these new skills are to the old skills, the faster they will fuse.

It took only a week for Ryan to imprint the runes representing the new knowledge on the bright red sphere suspended in his sea of ​​consciousness. This also meant that he had successfully integrated the knowledge. The rest was to use time and practice to continue to familiarize himself with the grinding of these powers.

When he finished these things, he found that Hogsmeade Day was coming this Saturday. During breakfast, a new issue of "Witch Weekly" was delivered to many people. Rita Skeeter once again showed her rumor-mongering skills, accusing Ginny of being a scheming witch who stole her brother's lover, while Ron became the pitiful party in this story, giving up his beloved lover for his sister.

"You shouldn't have messed with Rita Skeeter that time you went to Hogsmeade! She portrayed you as that kind of - that kind of scheming woman," Ron said to his sister.

"Don't you know what that woman was doing at that time? She was constantly provoking Harry and trying to find something disadvantageous to him from his answers. I couldn't just watch Harry fall into her trap." Ginny yelled at Ron, even attracting many students to look at them.

"What a disgusting person." Ron immediately stood on his sister's side and cursed her after learning the truth. This new article made everyone who knew the truth feel extremely angry. The only thing that made them happy was that most students did not think what Rita Skeeter said was true. Even the Slytherins who provoked her with the content of the book could see from their faces that they did not trust every word Rita Skeeter said.

After enduring the last potions class on Friday, Ryan and Hermione left the castle the next day after finishing their morning battle practice. When they walked out of the gate, they saw the silvery, weak sun shining on the grounds. The weather was the warmest in a year. Finally, the long and harsh winter was over and spring had arrived.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Hermione asked curiously after passing through the castle gate, because Ryan was a little different today than usual. He was holding an exquisitely crafted lavender box inlaid with gold edges.

"Well, my dear - take a look -" Ryan's words were a little vague. Hermione just thought it was an important gift he was going to give to a relative. After chatting for a few days, Hermione put the question about the box behind her.

After buying some snacks at Honeydukes, the two decided to take a break at the Three Broomsticks.

"Hey, Harry, why are you alone here?" Ryan saw Harry sitting alone at a table as soon as he entered the bar. So he walked up to him, patted his shoulder and asked.

"Ryan, Hermione, that's you." Harry turned around and said hello. "I came here with Ron and Ginny. Ginny went to the bathroom, and Ron is ordering food at the bar now." He pointed at the bar, and sure enough, Ron's red hair was very eye-catching next to the bar.

"I'll go get some drinks." Ryan said to Hermione and ran to the bar to order drinks. When he came over with the butterbeer and chips, he saw that Harry and Ron had already started drinking.

"Um, do you still have those potions you gave me last time in the competition?" After chatting for a while, Harry took a deep breath and asked embarrassedly.

"Of course, why are you asking?" Ryan looked at Harry.

"If you have similar potions, please sell me some. After all, the competition is really too dangerous. Of course, I will pay for those potions according to the current market price." Harry hesitated and then said.

"This style is unlike you." Hermione said beside him: "I know that you are a person who never bothers others as long as you can do it yourself. It's not like you would take the initiative to ask your competitors to buy medicine."

"Okay, Hermione." Seeing Harry's face starting to burn, Ryan stopped Hermione from continuing. After all, as a good classmate and a good shield, Ryan didn't want Harry to get seriously injured in the game. He was worried that Harry would shrink back after Hermione made him feel embarrassed. Of course, it didn't surprise him that Harry could bring this up, because he knew that Harry had been communicating with his godfather Sirius, and in this case Sirius would definitely be able to come up with a lot of practical suggestions. For example, ask Ryan to buy some potions that are hard to find on the market.

And for Ryan, he personally welcomed Harry to buy his things, because these potions had at least three times the profit.

"I'll give you a discount on the last set of potions because we're friends. 35 Galleons will do. I'll have it delivered to you by next Wednesday." After Ryan quoted the price, Harry smiled and thanked Ryan. Sirius should have given him some information about how much the potions he brought last time were worth, so Harry was very happy that Ryan was willing to sell him high-quality potions at a low price.

"Oh, and I have a newly developed potion that you might need." After seeing Harry readily handing him 35 Galleons, Ryan quickly thought about what else he could get from Harry, this fat sheep. Soon, he thought of his latest new product.

Ryan took out two little finger joint-sized fully enclosed glass tubes filled with 2/3 silver-blue liquid from the space bag on his waist and shook them at Harry, then asked, "Harry, do you want a tube of this wound medicine?"

"What is this?" Harry and Ron looked at the glass tube in confusion. Ryan looked around and lowered his voice and said, "This is a potion made from the blood of a unicorn that can remove curses. Even if you are fatally injured, as long as you are not dead, you can stay alive for a whole day after drinking it. I got the prescription and ingredients because I have a good relationship with the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest."

"Oh my god, a life potion made from unicorn blood that can remove curses, I always thought it was just a legend." Ron exclaimed quietly at the side. "I've seen this thing in a book at home. Since wizards and centaurs parted ways, this kind of thing has become very, very rare. In history, only a few wizards who were on good terms with centaurs had this. Ryan, you may be the first human wizard who can make this in more than a hundred years."

"Is it that exaggerated?" Harry looked at Ron's attitude with some confusion.

"Of course there are. The demand for this life-saving potion from wealthy pure-blood families is basically endless. I heard that the Malfoy family has one, and when Draco's grandfather got the potion, he even held a ball to celebrate. Unfortunately, this medicine can only prolong life and has no effect on diseases. After so many years, his potion is probably no longer effective."

"Well, how much is this medicine?" After listening to Ron's introduction, Harry began to worry that his wallet might not be able to afford the price.

"Three hundred Galleons." Ryan spit out a number.

"So expensive!" "So cheap!" Harry and Ron exclaimed at the same time, but what they said were completely different.

"You have to know that Malfoy spent at least 1200 Galleons when he bought that potion, so Ryan really only charged 300 Galleons for the materials." Ron said to Harry who was looking at him.

"Ron is right. I only spent a lot of money on it because we have a good relationship and compete together. If you want to buy a second one, it will cost 1000 Galleons." Ryan also said.

In the end, Harry gritted his teeth and bought the potion, and he and Ron promised Ryan not to spread the news.

(End of this chapter)