Hogwarts: I, Tom, am not the Dark Lord

The girl took his hand and said pitifully, "Tom, please make one for me. The crystal can be replaced with gemstones. It will be more beautiful. I have some here."

Tom smiled and said, "This is just a test sample. I'll add some decorations later and make it even more beautiful."

"You've come just in time. Can you help me try it out and see how it works?"

Daphne became even more curious: "Tom, what is this thing used for."

"Anti-wand slip bracelet."

Tom put the bracelet on Daphne. The material was stretchable and it automatically shrank two circles to fit the girl's slender wrist.

The more Daphne looked at it, the more she liked it. She waved her fair arms and said, "It looks good."

"A good-looking person looks good in anything he wears." Tom rubbed her little head and praised Daphne with this sentence, which made her smile.

"Let's start the test then. What do I need to do?"

"Just stand there with the wand in your hand. Once the wand leaves your hand, mentally think about returning it to your hand, just like you would normally do when you chant a spell."

"Oh, I see." Daphne subconsciously reached for her wand, but she was wearing a small skirt to look beautiful today, and there was no pocket for her wand. She quickly summoned the house-elf and asked Pala to get the wand from her bedroom.

Tom was also in a state of confusion.

The wand is the second life of a wizard. It should be placed where it can be easily reached even when sleeping. But Daphne doesn't even take it with her when she goes out.

After the elf handed over the wand and Daphne was ready, Tom took a few steps back to find the starting distance for a formal duel.

It's not that Tom is afraid of pain, so he is the one to attack and Daphne is the target. The main reason is that he has a strong body and skin. Even if he doesn't infuse magic power, Daphne will probably not be able to shake the wand in his hand, and the test will not be effective.

Tom will definitely control his strength so as not to hurt the girl.

"Expelliarmus."

Tom shouted softly, trying to reduce the power of the spell.

Daphne instinctively felt an irresistible force on her hand, and she opened her hand involuntarily, but the wand fell out of her hand.

She remembered Tom's instructions and tried to get the wand back after it slipped out of her hand. Just as the wand flew a few meters away, it was pulled back by an invisible force.

Tom frowned slightly, for he had felt his wand being pulled as well.

The power was very weak and did not affect his use at all, but it meant that the power of the bracelet was dispersed. He controlled the power this time. If he was hit by a huge spell, it would most likely fail because of this dispersion.

An additional authentication procedure is also required, which can only be applied to bound wands, so as to prevent second-hand transactions.

After all, he buys so many second-hand products, who would buy his new products?

No, we also need to pay attention to durability. When it comes to our own products, we must use the best materials and engrave the inscriptions most carefully. When it comes to selling to outsiders, we naturally have to make a distinction.

This is called product differentiation, which ensures competitiveness in different price ranges.

Chapter 116: Scrimgeour, the Good-Looking, but Not Good-For-All, and the Ministry of Magic's Order

In a short time, Tom figured out the direction for improvement.

There is not only forward optimization, but also reverse optimization.

"Come on, let's try a few more times."

Tom raised his wand again, trying to find new flaws. Daphne found it very interesting and not boring at all.

The second time she waited until the wand flew far away before calling it back. The third time she tested it until it was completely in Tom's hand to see how much power it had.

It's just that Tom's strength is far greater than that of an adult because of his fire dragon blood and iron skin and bones. A normal wizard would not be able to hold it at all.

The last step is to test the longest summoning distance - five hundred meters.

There will be no reaction beyond 500 meters, and the speed of the magic wand flying back will gradually decrease after 500 meters.

After writing down some key points, Tom finally took the bracelet off Daphne's hand, who was reluctant to let go. Only after he promised to make her a more beautiful and perfect bracelet did Daphne smile again.

While there was still time, Tom improved the bracelet.

At six o'clock in the evening, Mrs. Greengrass returned from the Ministry of Magic on time. The good thing about the wizarding world is that the commuting time is so short that it is almost negligible.

The more powerful ones can use Apparition, while the clumsy ones can use the Floo Network. It only takes a few seconds to get home.

After dinner, Tom took the modified wristband to Mrs. Greengrass's study and explained its functions and usage to her.

"It's an interesting idea." Mrs. Greengrass picked up the wristband and examined it. "It's very suitable for Aurors and strikers. Five hundred meters is not a short distance. It can be used to deal with any emergency and get the wand at the first moment. This way, the application range is much wider."

In addition to the Disarmament Spell, many spells cast by wizards have powerful impact forces and can easily cause the wand to fall off. Tom's invention is very clever and practical.

"What exactly is your idea? Also, is the cost of imitation high? If your idea is easily plagiarized, it will be very troublesome. There will be a lot of things to deal with, and we need to start with legislation."

It's not that she doesn't understand alchemy, but she knows almost nothing about it and doesn't understand the technical content of the bracelet.

If the technical barriers are high and not easy to imitate, it will be much easier for her to help promote it. If they are not high... then she can only use legal means and power to deter others from imitating.

Just like portkeys, it is not difficult to make, but because it will lead to smuggling and affect the interests of the Ministry of Magic, it is banned.

Tom pinched his chin and thought for a moment. "The difficulty is... average. I think there are no more than five people in the whole of Britain who can imitate it at this level."

"The area is so small, it's easy to find anyone who has copied it. We can just knock them down."

Although he had never been interested in alchemy before and studied it as a hobby, which seemed to be the same as reading an extracurricular book, Tom has not slacked off in the past few days. With the daily extraordinary mode combined with the meditation house, plus his own super strong soul essence, his learning efficiency in one day is equivalent to that of an mediocre person in one or two years.

Hogwarts only started teaching alchemy in the sixth and seventh grades, and very few people chose to take the course, so graduation could not be considered an entry level course.

Tom estimated five people, and that included some of the pure-blood family studies.

"That's good." Mrs. Greengrass breathed a sigh of relief. This made her feel much more relaxed. "I will talk to Bones tomorrow and help you get the official order from the Ministry of Magic."

"Bones...the Director of Law Enforcement?" Tom asked.

Mrs. Greengrass nodded. "Yes, she is Susan Bones' aunt."

Tom was puzzled. "If we're looking for the Ministry of Magic, shouldn't we go to the Auror Office? The current director should be Scrimgeour?"

When she heard the name, a flash of disdain flashed across Mrs. Greengrass's eyes.

"Yes, Scrimgeour is the head of the Auror Office, but he's a complete idiot. Apart from being tough on the outside and having a righteous stance, he has no other abilities and has few friends in the entire Ministry of Magic."

"If we approach him directly, he'll definitely find all sorts of excuses to lower the price, claiming it's to save the Ministry money, but really it's all for his own reputation. Bones is the Auror Office's superior, so it's perfectly legal for her to make the decision."

Tom didn't know much about the Ministry of Magic and only knew a few important names, but since his mother-in-law had said so, he excluded the name Scrimgeour from the scope of cooperation.

When he read the original novel in his previous life, he had some good feelings towards this hardliner who would rather die than reveal Harry's whereabouts.

It turns out to be just a silver-plated spear head.

It is not enough to have good character but no ability. Such people are likely to do bad things with good intentions, and you cannot be angry with them because it will disappoint more followers and partners.

Just look at Dumbledore and you will know how many times he has been tricked by Hagrid, but he still has to clean up his mess.

"There's no problem selling it directly to the Ministry of Magic, but I still hope to open a shop in Diagon Alley and open it to ordinary wizards."

The credits given for academic papers are related to their influence. If credits can also be obtained by selling products, it is likely related to market awareness and market share.

Mrs. Greengrass nodded. "It's a small matter, but can you guarantee a sufficient supply by yourself?"

Tom laughed. "There are only so many wizards in the whole of Britain, and how many can afford and need to buy it? As long as we work hard for a while, we can get enough."

After that, Tom took out another piece of parchment and handed it to Mrs. Greengrass. "This is the material we need. You can buy more and lower the price."

The two chatted a little more about Tom's needs for the store, and then Tom left the study.

The next day, Tom begins preparing the elixir for Astoria.

The ultimate secret of alchemy is equivalent exchange. The Philosopher's Stone is a collection of huge magical power. It converts magic power into vitality, which is close to the concept of equivalent exchange. That is why countless people say that the Philosopher's Stone is the culmination of alchemy.

But it's only close, and it doesn't mean the Philosopher's Stone is perfect.

First of all, the Philosopher's Stone can only convert specific substances, such as silver into gold, stone into iron ore, and it is not universally applicable.

Secondly, this is not a true equal exchange. It is like an elixir of life, which can only make you live forever but not forever, because the converted vitality is not active.

Instead, Nicolas Flamel relied on his knowledge of pharmacology and various rare herbs to delay aging, but it could not last for six hundred years. Now Nicolas Flamel and his wife may be more fragile than potato chips.

Astoria's situation is different from Nicolas Flamel's. As long as she can prolong her life, it's fine. So there are not so many requirements, and even a lower quality is not a problem.

The quality of the ∫ that Tom initially refined was not very good. According to Nicolas Flamel's introduction, a normal elixir of immortality can last for three months, and he estimated that it would only last for one and a half to two months.

The next few parts will be normal, and basically they will be in perfect condition for three months.

Tom stopped after making ten portions. Although there was no expiration date, it was not too late to make more when needed. Now he was just practicing.

The Elixir of Life is an extremely difficult potion, and it also gave Tom a lot of insights into potion making. He wrote down some of the novel ideas and saved them for future papers.

Now he really likes to publish papers and share knowledge with others. As long as he earns 3,000 credits a month and enters the extraordinary mode once a day, his growth time can be greatly shortened.

And that evening, Tom had his first visitor at Greengrass Manor.

A middle-aged woman with a serious expression and meticulously dressed appeared with Mrs. Greengrass.

"Tom, let me introduce you," Mrs. Greengrass said with a smile. "This is Amelia Bones, the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. She's here today to discuss your Wand-Proofing Bracelet."

"Hello, Ms. Bones," Tom greeted.

Bones was not bad looking, with the same blond hair, but he had a serious face and was stern, looking like a young Professor McGonagall.

However, although he looked serious, Bones still responded politely to Tom's greeting.

"Mr. Riddle, I heard Susan mention you. She said you were the best student in the first grade, but now it seems that her evaluation still underestimated you."

"There's nothing wrong with that, right?"

Bones was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled.

It had been a long time since anyone had joked with her. Even at home, the younger generations were like mice seeing a cat when they saw him.

"Okay, let's eat first, and then we can talk about business after dinner."

Mrs. Greengrass asked everyone to sit down. At the table, the two adults chatted about some things in the Ministry of Magic, while Tom enjoyed being fed by the two sisters.

At first, only Daphne was responsible for feeding Tom, but later Astoria felt that not only did he have to take so many medicines from Tom, but he also had to listen to stories every night, but she couldn't do anything to help Tom. After thinking for a long time, she could only learn from her sister to be an owner.

Fortunately, Tom ate a lot and quickly, so the two of them were just able to keep up.

Bones was also a little surprised when he saw this scene, and winked at Mrs. Greengrass.

The mother-in-law smiled bitterly, shook her head slightly, and whispered, "I don't care about the children's affairs. Tom is Astoria's only hope now."

Bones was shocked and looked at Tom who looked like an old man.