Chapter 140: Didn’t I lie to you? Really getting younger!
The dinner was held in a huge banquet hall. There was no such a large banquet hall in Alnwick Castle, so Tom Riddle had to renovate it.
The huge banquet hall can currently accommodate more than 2,000 people. In the future, it can be divided into levels to accommodate students of different grades.
Tom held the spoon against the wine glass and made a "ding" sound.
All the children raised their heads, temporarily resisting the temptation of the delicious food on the long table, and looked at their powerful principal.
"First of all, thank you for coming to our school's opening ceremony." Tom raised his wine glass and toasted to the old guys in the guest seats.
These are all taken advantage of and will bleed later, just treat them as Zhuang Xingjiu.
The old guys responded naturally and kindly.
"Classmates, the dinner has begun, enjoy your delicious food." Tom was still direct, without the leader's verbosity.
After an afternoon of hard work, the children were already hungry, so they could no longer restrain themselves and started eating and drinking with their hands.
They are all half-grown, and there is no problem of indigestion.
After they return to the dormitory, they will probably make a fuss for a while before going to sleep.
The delicacies on the long table are dazzling and fragrant. Many children from turbulent countries have never eaten such food since they were born, and they shed tears while eating.
"Isn't this a dream? If it is a dream, let me wake up later."
"Can I pack it up and take it back to my parents to eat?"
Gwen Stacy turned to look at the sobbing female classmate beside her.
The classmate is actually the same age as her, but short in stature, obviously due to underdevelopment caused by malnutrition.
"Eat quickly. Although you can't pack it back, but you will learn magic in the future, your parents' lives will become better, and you will be able to eat these delicious foods soon."
"Okay. ." The female classmate nodded heavily.
There are sensible children, and naturally there are also children from noble families.
"A bunch of rubes, I really don't know why Principal Riddle wants to recruit despicable country bumpkins." A little boy with blond hair smiled sarcastically at the other side.
"Yes, magic should belong to noble nobles like us." Someone beside him agreed.
"Find an opportunity after school starts to let them realize their inferiority and get out of their own way."
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There are also quacks among little kids, but Tom does not He doesn't care, he just needs to complete the tasks assigned by his master.
The work of ideological guidance is not his responsibility.
The children ate for almost an hour, but finally they couldn't eat any more and fell forward and backward one by one.
"Edward, take the students back to the dormitory and remember to let them drink a glass of digestive water before going to bed." Tom ordered.
"Okay." Whitebeard liked this atmosphere quite a lot.
Although it is a clone, it has perfectly inherited all the characteristics of the original body. It can only be said that Vegapunk's cloning technology is so unreasonable that even his personality can be copied perfectly.
After all the children have left, the real night party begins.
After waiting for so many days, aren’t the old guys just waiting for this moment?
The only school teachers left in the chair were Tom and Yang Guo. Whitebeard went to arrange the students to go to bed. Wanda had already left, and Frigga didn't want to see the next ugly scene.
Tom took out his wand and waved at the door, and the door of the banquet hall closed with a sound.
Then he took out three glass bottles and waved to the old guys.
"We are all civilized gentlemen. In order to maintain dignity, I decided to take secret photos."
While Tom was talking, Yang Guo took out a wooden box from nowhere, with a small opening on the wooden box.
“Hogwarts has just been established, and there are indeed many places that need funds, so I have to ask you to donate. Everyone writes the amount of money they are willing to donate on paper, and finally the three with the most kindness will receive a donation from me. A magic potion refined by myself. "
'Damn it...' all the old guys present cursed secretly: 'Sure enough, he is an old thing who has lived for hundreds of years, leaving no room for error. '
Of course they had discussed in advance before they came. Who should arrange the three bottles of potion in advance, and whoever dared to come back randomly would be jointly suppressed.
Because Tom Riddle did not take out one bottle, but three bottles. Since he can take out three bottles, he must be able to take out more.
The worst thing is to wait a little longer.
There is no need to kill the red eye this time.
So the three talking heads with high energy, wealth and age have actually secretly determined their ownership through the exchange of interests.
The old guys in England and America both agreed to follow the agreed regulations.
Who are they?
They are a group of superior people who are used to being superior and dare not disobey. Even if the other party is a wizard, they cannot let him lead the way.
It’s nothing more than sending a beggar away if the donation amount is slightly larger.
Unexpectedly, he was not easy to deal with, so he chose the "secret shooting" mode.
In this way, the old guys who were suppressed will not be obedient.
It may happen in the future, but what if it doesn't?
Locking the bag is the most important thing.
Before, forced by the regulations jointly set by large consortiums and large families, the weaker families could only give up this time and save their hope for next time.
You can now choose the "dark shooting" mode, so you don't need to be obedient.
Although the power controlled by these old guys is uneven, it is difficult to reflect the differences unless they break up and start a war.
Assets of 100 billion and 200 billion seem to be twice as different, but in fact there is not much difference in the power displayed, because most of the assets are in a "sediment" state, and unless there is an "all-out war", the excess will not be used at all. .
It is the death of drought and the death of waterlogging.
The old guys will then return to their previous understanding. Since they took out three bottles, there will definitely be more. Since you asked me to give in this time, I can also give in to you this time. Give way.
It’s just to see who is willing to pay more money.
A "secret shot" broke the previous layout of the old guys, and it was a bit like "two peaches kill three people".
The peaceful atmosphere suddenly turned violent. It became a competition of determination, who was more willing to bleed.
"Everyone, you can start writing." Tom added to the fire and yawned: "It's getting late, everyone should go back and rest after finishing."
< br>The old guys took a deep breath, knowing that Tom was conspiring and had no choice but to give up the original amount and start bleeding heavily.
In the end, it took Yang Guo half an hour to collect all the notes.
Tom was much simpler. He took out his magic wand and waved it, and the wooden box split open in all directions. A note filled with the amount of money floated in front of him. He only glanced at it and came to the conclusion.
Take out the three cards with the largest amounts and read out their names.
"Congratulations to you three, please come over."
Two of the final three people still had the original names, and the other one was a guy who squeezed in after hemorrhage.
Compared with the originally expected amount, the amount now given has increased more than a hundred times, almost reaching the limit of the "living money" that each of them can afford.
"Before you drink the potion, please remember it!"
Tom solemnly warned: "When you drink it, you must firmly recall what you looked like when you were young."
" Magic potions are very powerful, and you are ordinary people who do not understand magic. If you are not firm in your belief, it will affect the final effect of taking it. "
"It means that the younger we think, the more we can change in the end. The younger you have to be?" An old guy keenly grasped the key point.
"That's right." Tom smiled and nodded: "This is the first time that I give the potion to ordinary people to take. Your body will probably waste part of the effect."
"So, you must have firm beliefs. The clearer your recall, the better the final effect will be!"
Clear, logical, and very reasonable.
The three old guys who only got the precious medicine after heavy bleeding nodded, thinking that Tom was right.
Magical magic should be idealistic!
Which of these old guys hasn’t reminisced about their youth by looking at the photos of their youth?
It has almost become their daily pastime as they grow old.
The appearance when they were young has long been engraved in their minds.
Only the poor are helpless. These poor old people who only have money are racking their brains to think of various ways to extend their lives, just to restore their youth.
The three of them solemnly took the glass bottle containing the medicine from Tom. After taking a deep breath, they removed the cork and drank it on the spot.
I am afraid of long nights and many dreams.
After a while, their faces and hair changed, wrinkles disappeared, and their hair reappeared.
"Young! You have really become younger!"
The old guys behind stood up almost at the same time, all with shock and envy.
They had doubts before, but all doubts disappeared after seeing it with their own eyes.
“You three, do you feel a little dizzy?” Tom asked with a smile: “Why don’t you go to the lounge and take a rest?”
The three old guys nodded in agreement.
Yang Guo then led them towards the lounge.
The old guys at the rear didn't notice that their steps were still as slow as before. Even if someone noticed, they thought it was due to the slow reaction after taking the magic potion.
The old guys came up and surrounded Tom and shouted praises.
"Mr. Riddle, you are truly the greatest magician of all time!"
"If you have any needs for Hogwarts in the future, just tell us."
After flattering, ask what matters most to you.
"Sir, when will the next potion be provided?"
"It is difficult to refine the potion..." Tom pondered: "I will make a special trip to inform everyone after the potion is refined. ."
"Okay, I will satisfy you next time."
Some old guys who had lacked determination just now secretly made up their minds to win with blood next time.
But the three people who were led to the lounge by Yang Guo saw a young man when they entered the door.
Lin Hao smiled at them: "I rushed to contribute to the Fire Qilin Farm, you are very good!"
The overlord look swept over, the three old guys rushed to the street, and then threw them into the small Demonic link space.
After a while, three clones that had truly regained their youth emerged.
In the space connected by the little devil, three old guys were stuffed with fire unicorn fruits, "voluntarily" signed a contract, and became newcomers to the fire unicorn breeding farm.
“Come and see, there’s a new guy coming!” Justin Hammer was particularly active and called a group of old people to come over.
"Hey, tell me who you are."
The three old guys are still confused.
But after eating the fruit, my old body really regained its vitality. Although it didn't feel like I was in my early twenties, I still had the energy of middle age.
"Didn't I lie to you?" Lin Hao said with a smile: "I have really become younger!"
"But..."
Although the power brought by the contract made them dare not resist Lin Hao , but still carry their own obsessions.
“We want to be people more!”
“What kind of people?” Justin Hammer angrily yelled: “It is the greatest honor in your life to be a dog for your master!”< br>
"Little Jiazi, educate yourself well." Lin Hao ordered, turned around and left.
"Cha!" Justin Hammer stuck out his tongue with a flattering look on his face: "Master, please walk slowly."
I caught up, the magic school section has been finished for the time being.
(End of this chapter)