Chapter 222: Bezoar Brew

"How does it feel?"

Seeing Albert cautiously taking a small sip of Felix Felicis, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan couldn't help but swallow their saliva. They really wanted to taste the legendary Felix Felicis themselves and experience the wonderful feeling of everything going smoothly.

Unfortunately, there was only a small amount of Felix Felicis.

"It's great, really great. Follow me, everyone!" Albert walked with light steps, heading towards the gloomy and damp forest path ahead.

"Where are we going?" George hurried to catch up with Albert's pace.

"Of course, we're going into the forest to try our luck," Lee Jordan said matter-of-factly.

"You're only half right. We're going to Professor Kettleburn's hut in the woods to try our luck." Albert hummed a tune and casually explained.

"Why are we going to see Professor Kettleburn?" Fred frowned. To be honest, they weren't very familiar with the magical creatures professor, and it wasn't a good idea to look for him now, especially after they had sneaked into the Forbidden Forest. They were lucky not to have lost house points or been given detention.

"Don't worry, the situation isn't as bad as you think." Albert comforted with a smile, "We're not going to see Professor Kettleburn; we're going to try our luck around his hut."

"Do you think there might be Bezoar near Professor Kettleburn's hut?" George's eyes sparkled, completely unexpected that Albert could give such an accurate location.

Indeed, Felix Felicis lived up to its reputation, and its effect was amazing.

"Winter is coming."

"What does that have to do with winter?"

"Let Albert finish talking without interrupting," Fred glared at Lee Jordan, telling him to shut up.

"Every year at this time, Hagrid and Professor Kettleburn feed the young Thestrals that can't find food, helping them survive the cold winter. We need to find the feeding spot. If we're lucky, we should be able to find Bezoar near the animal remains."

Albert didn't mention one thing: Professor Kettleburn kept a group of magical creatures, and if he threw the bones left over from their meals in one place, there was a chance they would find Bezoar.

On their way to Kettleburn's hut, the four of them kept observing the forest around them and did find some strange mushrooms, but they were not the Bezoar they were looking for.

Following the path from his memory and with the help of Felix Felicis, Albert easily found Kettleburn's hut. The four of them began to wander around, and indeed, they found the place where Professor Kettleburn discarded the bones, covered with dense mushrooms.

"Found it." Albert frowned slightly, feeling that something was off.

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan all took out the equipment they had prepared and put them on, preparing to catch the Bezoar. As for why they needed to catch it...

Because once something approached, the Bezoar would scatter in all directions.

"By the way, don't you guys think there are too many Bezoar here?" Albert suspected that someone might be intentionally cultivating Bezoar.

"The number is indeed quite high." The three of them looked at each other, not understanding Albert's meaning.

However, with so many Bezoar, there was no need to worry about not catching any.

Just that if they rushed in like this and the spores scattered everywhere, it would indeed bring them a lot of trouble. George prepared to throw a rock inside to scare the Bezoar away and then catch them one by one. After all, they had done quite a bit of research to catch the Bezoar, and if they just rushed in like this, they would probably have to crawl back to Hogwarts.

Three, two, one.

Lee Jordan threw a stone into the group of Bezoar, and in the next moment, the Bezoar exploded in all directions, releasing a large amount of spore dust. Fortunately, the four of them had already moved far away before starting, avoiding any unfortunate exposure.

That was why they were unharmed.

"Go for it!" Albert shouted, and Fred, George, and Lee Jordan chased after the Bezoar they had chosen. These Bezoar were more agile than the ones in the greenhouse, and after a bit of chasing, the three of them finally caught the Bezoar they were targeting.

"It's a pity for the rest." George looked at the Bezoar that had disappeared and couldn't help but sigh.

"There's no need to be too upset. Three is enough. Let's go back." Albert took a bag out of his robe pocket and put the captured Bezoar inside.

"How did you guys end up here?"

"Oh," Albert turned his head towards the sudden voice and found that they had run into someone they knew.

"Mr. Dawlish, what are you doing here?" Albert raised an eyebrow and asked.

"I came to see Professor Kettleburn to buy snakebird eggshells."

"Felix Felicis?" Albert immediately realized what potion Mr. Dawlish wanted to brew.

"Yeah, I ran out of the Felix Felicis I made a few years ago, so I'm planning to make another batch." Mr. Dawlish looked at Albert and the others, puzzled, and asked, "What are you catching Bezoar for?"

"Do you know that there are Bezoar here?" George couldn't help but ask.

"I suggested to Professor Kettleburn to throw these bones here to cultivate Bezoar," Mr. Dawlish replied.

"Are you saying that all these Bezoar here belong to you?"

"Every year, I come to harvest a batch of mature Bezoar as raw materials," Mr. Dawlish nodded. As a master of potions, he had his own stable source of potion ingredients, just like how he knew that Kettleburn kept and bred snakebirds. If he needed snakebird eggshells, he would pay a high price or find other ways to obtain them, as snakebird eggshells were also hard to come by.

Albert and the others exchanged glances, suddenly feeling a bit awkward. They felt like they had been caught red-handed.

Mr. Dawlish didn't mind the situation and continued to ask, "What are you catching Bezoar for?"

"To make Brain Elixir. I heard that it can help improve someone's intelligence," Albert answered honestly.

"Brain Elixir?" Mr. Dawlish frowned, and his tone suddenly became severe. "You should be aware of the difficulty of making Brain Elixir. If you fail to brew it properly, it can be very dangerous. I know that someone nearly became a fool after drinking it last time. Moreover, the Ministry of Magic prohibits the private production of Brain Elixir."

There was no way around it; the Brain Elixir circulated in the black market was basically defective and might turn the drinker into a fool.

Fred and the others were naturally aware of these facts, but hearing them from a master of potions like Mr. Dawlish made them feel scared, and they wanted to back off.

"If... if you really want to brew Brain Elixir, I can help you," Mr. Dawlish said to Albert, "but I hope you promise not to casually brew Brain Elixir and, even more importantly, not to drink untested Brain Elixir."

Mr. Dawlish didn't want Albert to drink some strange potion and accidentally turn himself into a fool.

Such cases had occurred in the wizarding world before.

Albert was taken aback for a moment, somewhat surprised by Mr. Dawlish's suggestion, but he readily agreed. After all, with a master of potions helping, learning to brew Brain Elixir wouldn't be too difficult.

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