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Chapter 586 The game is over
Hogwarts naturally won the second game - what else can you say when faced with such a table-turning behavior?

It can only be said that the scope of the one-time changes to the competition was too large. Because the concepts of advertising and live broadcast were introduced, the rules were incomplete and had loopholes.

Based on the principle that cheating in the Tri-Widget Tournament is normal behavior, there was no ripple in the scoring and the negotiations were concluded in a lighthearted manner.

Andrew, who was originally thought to be a bit fussy, just followed the crowd and gave a score. Then he went straight to Mr. LeMay to discuss the coexistence of the steam system and magic - he had been envious before the game, and now he finally had time.

To be honest, the second game was a bit of a joke - it is undeniable that the Warriors played very well, but the improvised competition system was obviously not perfect, and the multiplayer competition lacked both expression and competitiveness.

"If the Forbidden Forest wasn't unsuitable for display in front of other schools, I would actually rather have a Forbidden Forest Battle Royale, which would be much better in terms of both entertainment and confrontation."

He quickly caught up with Mr. Flamel and tried to discuss steam technology with him.

But to his surprise, Mr. LeMay did not expand on this question. Instead, he smiled and asked him as he walked, "Taylor, how do you think of today's game?"

“It’s pretty exciting.”

Andrew chose his words carefully.

"Well?" Mr. Flamel smiled. "That is, what do you think is wrong?"

He paused. "Is it the venue? The format? Or the seemingly endless ads?"

"It's all there," Andrew nodded, "but it's okay, I can accept it. After all, the game is new and needs polishing."

"You seem very sure that there will be a new competition?"

Mr. Flamel said in a relaxed tone, "But I think so too. Yes, the competition will continue, even if Hogwarts wins this competition."

"Of course, it will happen, because the biggest problem of the competition has been solved. The security is still being debugged, but there will definitely be no shortage of Galleons."

Andrew nodded, although he didn't want to say it, but this seemingly flawed game did have its merits, although it needed to be trimmed in the future, but the overall spirit was good.

Once the Triwizard Tournament can be broadcast live, advertising is unavoidable - ample financial support is the most important part of the competition, not even one of them.

Be it for expanding influence or saving money, the four schools are not places that are detached from the world, and the Ministry of Magic is not a printing machine that can create Galleons out of thin air.

If money is really printed out of thin air, what is the difference between it and waste paper like the gold yuan note?
The salaries of those assisting staff at the Ministry of Magic, the purchase of various venue maintenance items, the costs of transmitting and recording live broadcasts of the entire wizarding world, all of these scattered sums add up to a small mountain of gold.

So many principals did not show any disgust when watching the advertisement. Instead, they looked happy - loopholes can be made up for, but the biggest loss would be if the competition had to be suspended again due to funding and safety issues.

The latter can be regulated, but for the former, those advertisements can cover all the expenses of the competition!
"Yes, you have a good understanding," Mr. Flamel nodded. "I didn't have such an understanding when I was your age. When I first made the Philosopher's Stone, I really thought I could buy the whole world."

"But that's definitely not possible, Mr. Flamel," Andrew shook his head. "If there is too much gold, then gold will be worthless. People will exchange milk for bread instead of a pile of cold metal."

"Yes, that's the truth."

Mr. Flamel nodded. "It seems that you know this very well. Therefore, our next lesson will be a very important topic - what is the most critical part of alchemy?" "Exchange?"

Andrew answered doubtfully, but quickly shook his head to deny his own statement, "Well, it's definitely not this, can it be to make money?"

"That's correct. In fact, not only alchemy, but all magical disciplines cannot escape this. This is the most important part of all magical research." Mr. Flamel turned his head and looked at Andrew. "Of course, generally speaking, we prefer to call this survival."

"Survival is the most important thing, Taylor. Only by surviving can there be a future and development. If a wizard cannot even support himself, then everything else is secondary. In this regard, you are already an absolute master of alchemy."

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Master of Alchemy?
Andrew was stunned - he had only taken courses for less than half a year in total. Although his professor was Mr. Flamel and he had personally touched the supreme product, the Philosopher's Stone, wasn't it an exaggeration to call him a master of alchemy?

To be honest, his alchemy was so poor that he couldn't even produce an alchemical product. Even doing difficult alchemical experiments required him to be very careful to ensure the experiments were completed. The title of master was a bit too outrageous.

Perhaps seeing the disbelief on Andrew's face, Mr. Flamel shook his head and said, "You underestimate yourself and your magic too much. Transfiguration itself is one of the most important pillars of alchemy. Why do you think that only alchemy that is mastered as a whole is alchemy?"

"But such a false reputation is meaningless, Mr. Flamel," Andrew shook his head. "I know my own level. I am only the youngest apprentice in alchemy. I just started from a higher point. It's all thanks to my previous Transfiguration skills and occasional inspiration. It's meaningless to be called a master."

“Who says there’s no point?”

Mr. Flamel shook his head. "It means a lot, more than you can imagine."

"I don't understand, Mr. Flamel."

"It's okay if you don't understand, but a master alchemist can do more."

Mr. LeMay smiled and said nothing. He just stood at the door of Andrew's laboratory, waiting for him to open the door.

Andrew shook his head and quickly removed the protective spell on the door. The conversation did not continue until Mr. Flamel was invited in and the door was closed.

"For example, to conduct some more important and appropriate alchemical experiments. I once made a vow in the presence of goblins and the Ministries of Magic of several countries."

"what?"

Andrew was stunned
"Of course, you have to take this oath under my supervision, otherwise today's class may not be able to continue, and your alchemy course will have to be changed," Mr. Flamel smiled, "Although you may not like it, this is for safety reasons - sometimes, compromise is also an art."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Flamel," Andrew looked at him, "are you being threatened?"

"No, it's another principle of self-preservation."

Mr. Flamel shook his head.

(End of this chapter)