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Harry Potter : This Wizard Wants To Improve Too Much

Traveling through the world of Harry Potter, on the day he received his admission letter, Ethan awakened the achievement system, and as long as he did the corresponding events, he could get rewards. With three million gold Galleons, he achieved the achievement [Wealthy enough to rival a country]. Obtaining the blood of magical animals, he achieved the achievement [I am no longer a human being]. Killing a hundred wizards with Avada Kedavra, he achieved the achievement [Black Magic Lover]. … On graduation day, when Ethan took over as Minister of Magic seamlessly, the reporter of the Daily Prophet asked: “Mr. Adrian, as the youngest and most outstanding Minister of Magic in history, I heard that you have become famous in Hogwarts in one year of enrollment, won the Order of Merlin in two years, and directly defeated the professor in three years… I wonder what is the reason for your brilliant achievements?” Ethan spread his hands: “I just really want to improve!” ... This is a translation. Want to read more advanced chapters ? Check out my p**reon at - https://www.patreon.com/Bored_reader027 to read 45 advanced chapters for just 5$

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Making Potion

Ravenclaw Dormitory

Ethan looked at his three friends with a doting expression and said slowly, "I'll give you a chance to make money. Do you want it?"

The Baruffio's Brain Elixir was something Ethan did not plan to make himself. Although the process of creating the potion is not complicated, it is time-consuming.

Ethan was unwilling to spend his time on this. He was not like Snape, a greasy middle-aged man who planned to live with potions for the rest of his life after Lily's death.

"A chance to make money?"

Terry took a step back and asked cautiously.

Although Ethan's intentions were unclear, he definitely did not seem well-intentioned, and the prospect of making money made Terry suspicious.

Although this country is quite open, he had no such intentions, especially since he was only eleven years old.

"What about you two?"

Ignoring Terry's doubts, Ethan turned to Michael and Gene.

In terms of potion-making talent, Michael was the strongest among the three, while Gene and Terry were average.

"Who wouldn't want a chance to make money? Right!" Gene said, affirmatively, placing his hand on Michael's shoulder.

Even though he came from a wizarding family, his pocket money was still limited. Why not have more Galleons?

Michael also nodded, and he was even more enthusiastic than Gene. Although 100 Galleons a year was sufficient, having more Galleons would be better if he wanted to stay in the wizarding world in the future.

"Then follow me!"

Ethan led them into the small suitcase.

To make simple potions, you don't need to go to the Room of Requirement.

There are four sets of crucibles and some auxiliary small tools in the dormitory, which are entirely sufficient. Making potions does not require much space.

If you don't mind dirtying the dormitory and the strange smell, you can make potions right here.

"This is a traceless expansion spell. My family has a similar suitcase and tent. It looks small, but there is a lot of space inside," Gene explained to his two roommates, who looked at him doubtfully.

Gene clearly remembered that Ethan was from a Muggle family, so how did he have this box?

Even I, who was born into a wizarding family, didn't have one. Was something wrong?

"Check if these frogs still have oil? Use them to make potions. One Galleon per pot."

Ethan said slowly as he watched the three of them come closer.

This price is definitely not low. Even if you use your spare time and nights to make them, the Galleons you earn in a month would be higher than Arthur Weasley's salary, the head of the Ministry of Magic's Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.

But the actual production volume still needs to be determined based on sales.

A crucible does not just hold one portion; it can hold several small bottles.

"Okay, I'll do it!"

Michael was the first to speak up. Although he didn't even know how to do it, he was determined to seize this opportunity.

Michael was aware that Ethan's fate would definitely be different from his from the moment of Sorting.

Now it seemed to be true: excellent grades, capable of talking to everyone in Ravenclaw, especially the seniors, knowing the Savior, and now engaging in potion-making, which made him feel more pure than those pure-bloods.

There was no shame in sticking with him.

With Michael taking the lead, Gene and Terry also nodded and joined in.

"I'll do it first. Remember to bring the crucible in and boil the potion here."

"Remember, the potion formula cannot be leaked."

At the end, Ethan's face was serious.

The wizarding world does have intellectual property rights, such as the Potter family's ancestral shampoo, but it was sold later.

However, this intellectual property is for pure-bloods. You, a Muggle-born wizard, talking about intellectual property protection is a joke.

Ethan was sure that if he applied for it himself, the information would be submitted in the morning, and the formula would be registered before lunchtime. The inventor must be a pure-blood.

"We know!"

The three looked at each other and nodded affirmatively.

Not only was their relationship good, but they also didn't have such intentions. They just wanted to make some money.

Even if they wanted to leak it, they had to consider the consequences of offending Ethan. As a young wizard beginning to show extraordinary talent, his future achievements would be impressive.

After giving a few more instructions, Ethan began to work.

He took a frog out of the oversized fish tank, then poked a knife into the back of its head, turning the frog and knife simultaneously until the head was cut open. He then used the knife to gently remove the brain and place it in a container beside him.

This scene was indeed a bit disgusting, but potion-making often involved such unpleasant tasks.

For example, the intelligence-enhancement potion requires armadillo bile and crushed scarab beetles, while the shrinking potion requires caterpillars (sliced thinly), mouse bile, and leech juice. Other potions are not much better. Didn't we use slugs yesterday?

Ethan repeated this action until sixteen portions of frog brains were collected, then he stopped.

He heated oil in a pan.

He placed the crucible on the alcohol lamp, added oil, stirred it, and waited until it reached the right temperature before adding the frog brains.

Fortunately, this oil was not vegetable or animal oil; otherwise, it would become fried frog brains.

After more than ten minutes, Ethan picked up the crucible and extinguished the alcohol lamp. He then began to stir the liquid in the crucible again, which had turned green.

The production was successful.

Afterward, Ethan divided it into small bottles, making a total of four bottles.

He picked up a bottle and pushed the remaining three bottles toward them: "Do you want to try it? It's a freshly brewed potion that can improve brain power."

"Ethan, are you sure it won't be dangerous to drink it?"

Terry picked it up and examined it carefully. As a Muggle, he instinctively resisted it.

What could oil and frog brains make? Do you dare to imagine the taste?

"You won't die from it!"

Ethan drank it in one gulp. If you want to set a price, it must be based on the effect and duration.

Seeing Ethan drink it, the three of them did not hesitate. They closed their eyes and drank it in one gulp.

The taste was indeed a bit strange and greasy.

Ethan then took them back to the dormitory to test the potion's effect.

Ethan himself felt it had no noticeable effect, but Michael and the others clearly felt their memory and comprehension abilities had improved. However, the effect was a bit short-lived, lasting only twenty minutes.

When the time was up, the three returned to their original state.

After some consideration, they decided to charge five Galleons per bottle. Potions in Diagon Alley were not cheap.

Wouldn't it disrupt the market if Ethan's potions were too cheap?

Moreover, this was the only potion that could improve brain power, so it was take it or leave it!

Anyway, they were in the business of pure-blood or half-blood clients, and the proportion of Muggle-born young wizards in Hogwarts was actually not high.

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