Chapter 394 Shock and Awakening
“Are you kidding!”
“But the fact is, sir, except for the bad taste, it is indeed a genuine wine. That Mr. Taylor, just In just a few paragraphs, he explained the complex nature of winemaking, and he saw it all.”
“That’s wine, Jane. The most beautiful drink in the world, which is expensive, wonderful, and contains culture, is not a cheap thing made by some magic spell, nor is it something that can be made from wood and grass roots!"
Mr. Eros roared crazily! He didn't want to admit it, and he refused to admit it. The brewing method of precious wine, the magic created by time, is just such a thing!
"Except for the spicy taste, there is no taste. Just like that damn magic, it is a cheap thing. Only the dirty and lowly wizards will touch that garbage!"
He thought of attacking. point, and began to attack it frantically on the damn smell to dispel his fear.
However, the shadow lingers no matter what.
That damn paper that was sought after by the whole people mentioned something that frightened him.
[I even found out how to prepare the flavor, but there isn't enough room in such a paper - but I think someone who can read through it should be able to find the knowledge, it's not glossed over. 】
Knowledge that sounds like a fantasy - if the wizard who proposed it was not the wizard who rewrote the laws of Gamp's transformation.
How many wizards would be interested in this?
How many wizards will happily study in depth and directly reproduce the taste of various wines?
Considering the number of people in the wizarding world who love wine, he fell into deep despair.
But there are only a few who are desperate, but there are countless wizards who are awakened, especially in Hogwarts.
Young minds always have unparalleled imagination and admirable mobility - especially students born in Gryffindor.
Seventh grade Gryffindor, Augustus Pye, is holding a paper at the moment, with countless ideas constantly emerging in his mind.
He has now found the most suitable internship location for him in the UK. Although it takes a long time to train, the future is promising - St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies is the most professional hospital, and the internship requirements are high. It's scary, and the training time is comparable to Auror education, but no one will say no.
That's St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies!
‘Four certificates in Herbalism, Potions, Transfiguration, and Defense Against the Dark Arts, especially the first two, require E or above...’
Augustus has always been proud of his achievements, but internships and employment are different. St. Mungo's requires both NEWTs certificates and a graduation thesis. Although the latter does not have a limited journal, it must be completed before officially joining the job. If you don't succeed, you can only stay as an intern.
‘I also want to treat patients myself. Even a Ravenclaw student is not sure that he can publish a paper during his internship, right? ’
‘But, what if we go around it? '
He looked at the magazine in front of him, and a wild idea surged in his heart - as a man who had good grades in Muggle studies classes and was interested in Muggle healing techniques Wu, there is not much pressure on him to understand this paper.
In fact, he saw some traces in the last paper that shocked the entire magical world - he knew about suturing and disinfection, and also had some understanding of cells and microorganisms, but he didn't know about it at the time. Think of Muggle technology.
But now that the new paper has come out, he has confirmed his opinion - Mr. Taylor unabashedly displayed his Muggle skills and combined them with magic to create miracles.
‘Although I can’t do that, and I don’t have such superb transformation skills, what about combining it with healing skills? ’
His eyes flashed—Gryffindor’s inherent courage kicked in.
The wizarding world has never used the technique of suturing, and has no concept of cells and infections, but this does not mean that wizards' healing abilities are poor.
‘You can’t cultivate sutures. Even Mr. Taylor can’t do it. He has to use the most eye-catching method to popularize his skills. I must follow his path. ’ When it comes to technical things, those who have mastered them come first. He doesn’t mind using the honorific title to the third grader at all – because he deserves it.
But the question now is, how to create a popular and acceptable wizard's surgical fusion experiment?
How can I get it included in a journal and become my first in-demand paper?
He thought for a while and finally decided.
Ask for advice.
Just like asking a professor, ask Mr. Taylor for advice - he can see the other party's desire to share. No great heart will not put forward such detailed ideas and development routes in the second paper.
The other party is not even worried about someone using air to squeeze bread to seize his experimental route!
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“Dong Dong.”
There was a knock on the door of Professor McGonagall’s office. Andrew and Percy, who were busy catching up on the work of the previous few days, simultaneously They raised their heads and looked at each other, then Percy called out.
"Please come in."
But when the door was pushed open, Andrew and Percy looked at each other, seeing uncertainty in each other's eyes.
Did you call for the detention?
The two made eye contact, then shook their heads.
"Augustus, the professor is not here, you have to come another time."
After confirming that he was not here for solitary confinement, Percy said hello to his classmates - the seventh graders might be looking for the professor, but this would take a while, and no one would be able to deal with it.
"No, can I ask Mr. Taylor? I have a question and want to disturb him."
Augustus asked cautiously.
After all, the other party is not Gryffindor, and such a famous big shot may not have time to waste on himself.
If the other party hadn't always had a good relationship with Gryffindor House, he would have been embarrassed to disturb the other party even by making such a guess.
‘Looking for me? ’
Andrew was stunned for a moment and looked at the other party.
“Sorry, I don’t like to be interviewed very much,” he shook his head. “I have written the content of the paper very clearly. I am just an ordinary student and I don’t plan to accept too many interviews with students. Things that have nothing to do with your life.”
Please refuse politely first, and if you don’t obey, you will be put in solitary confinement.
This is Hogwarts. No one from outside the castle can enter, but he is not afraid of the students inside the castle.
Otherwise, how could he still have the guts to wander around the castle without wearing an invisibility cloak after causing trouble?
"No, it's not an interview, sir. I read your paper carefully and feel that it is very related to Muggle technology. So I have some immature ideas, and I would like to ask you to take a look."< br>
Under that serious look, Augustus remembered the other party's terrible nickname, and carefully said the topic he could think of that would attract the other party's attention.
(End of this chapter)