"I think we should hurry up and renovate the factory now."
"Now?"
Eli was a little surprised, but he could also guess why Dumbledore was so concerned about the potion factory.
With Dumbledore's knowledge, he could clearly see what would happen if the potion factory succeeded.
With Voldemort about to resurrect and the Death Eaters ready to take action, he hoped to complete this project as soon as possible, which would be enough to affect most of the wizarding world.
This way, it will be easier to resist Voldemort when the time comes.
He trusted Eli enough because of his life experience, because he was the descendant of Nicoléme, and because he could see that Eli would not choose to harm the world like Voldemort did.
Because Eli has family and friends. In his words, Eli knows how to love and have love.
Voldemort was the product of a love potion, so he was born unable to feel love.
Dumbledore's current idea is to help Eli complete the layout of the potion factory as quickly as possible.
"If you have nothing else urgent to do,"
Dumbledore's meaning was very obvious, sooner rather than later.
Eli nodded, and that was exactly what he wanted.
Dumbledore held out his arm to him, and Eli stepped forward and put his hand on his arm.
"Fox, please excuse me."
Dumbledore's bird flew over the two of them and suddenly turned into flames.
What followed was a familiar feeling of traveling through space. After a while, the world changed drastically.
"Where is this?"
The surrounding area looks like a Muggle community that is not very old, and the surrounding street lights are dimly lit.
"In fact, people who travel for the first time will feel a
little uncomfortable, don't you?" Eli looked at Dumbledore and said, "No."
"Today's young people are really getting more and more powerful,"
Dumbledore said with emotion. Then take out a small object.
Dumbledore turned it on, and the light from the surrounding street lights broke away from the lamp body and flew into the small object in Dumbledore's hand.
The surroundings suddenly fell into darkness.
Feeling the sudden darkness, Eli felt a little uncomfortable, "Why do you keep turning off the lights?"
Dumbledore glanced at Eli, and Eli, who was still nagging, immediately stopped talking.
Look away shyly.
This old man must have heard something! No, how could he, a foreigner, hear that?
"This is Godric's Hollow, where Muggles and wizards live. It's best not to let others notice us." "
Godric's Hollow?" Eli was very familiar with this name.
As if sensing Eli's thoughts, Dumbledore added, "This was also your original home."
Eli suddenly realized that the tragedy caused by Voldemort happened in Godric's Hollow.
"Do you want to go take a look?"
Eli was stunned, then shook his head, "No, we still have things to do, so we don't have to see things and miss people too early."
Dumbledore's expression was because of Eli's answer. He changed, then nodded as if relieved.
"Yeah, there's no need to miss people too soon. Let's go." Dumbledore stretched out his arm again.
Eli glanced at Dumbledore strangely and said, "You brought me here specifically to let me visit the place where my parents died. You are so wicked."
Dumbledore seemed to feel Eli's questioning eyes and coughed awkwardly, before Eli put his hand on him.
This time, the two of them appeared directly in an open space with no homes around.
Dumbledore waved his hand, and a curtain seemed to fall around him, revealing a rather small factory inside.
It seems a bit old.
"Come in."
When he opened the door, a strong musty smell and some pungent smell hit his face.
It was very dilapidated inside, with few things functioning properly.
Dumbledore used his wand to release some light, illuminating the entire factory. "Do you see anything else that can be used in there?"
Eli walked up a few times and spread his hands. "There is nothing."
Dumbledore said directly Slowly moving the wand in all directions, a storm seemed to rise around him.
Everything in the factory was rolled up together and then gradually disappeared.
"What a skill!"
Eli couldn't help but praise, Lao Deng's skills were really good.
"Thank you for the compliment" Dumbledore accepted happily.
Eli cast a few luminous spells and suspended them in various places to act as light sources. The entire factory instantly seemed like it was daytime.
Then he took out his fourth-dimensional pocket and tapped it with his wand, and a lot of stuff instantly poured out of it.
Those things grow in the wind and return to their original size in an instant.
Under Eli's control, the work units he brought out were arranged in sequence, eventually forming a fully automated assembly line.
To put it mildly, it is full of technology.
"Good skills."
Dumbledore praised again, and Eli responded politely. "Thank you for the compliment."
He stepped forward and put a batch of potion materials into the feeding port in batches. He clicked on the machine with his wand, and the entire The assembly line immediately started operating.
Eli introduced the concept of catalyst into potions for the first time. Now, his potion production cycle was greatly shortened.
After a while, some magic potions were produced at the end of the assembly line.
Dumbledore stepped forward and used his wand to separate some, inspected it, and then his eyes flashed.
"A very good recovery potion!"
Eli couldn't help but smile. He had also tested the quality of the potion, and it was definitely better than many on the market!
Dumbledore slowly looked at this magical assembly line, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Magic is so magical! How is this done?"
Eli looked incomprehensible. "Business secrets."
Dumbledore glanced at the little devil, and then patted his head with relief.
Ah, don't touch your head, you won't grow taller if you touch your head! !
When he thought about how tall his brother Harry Potter would be in the future, Eli said "Dah!"
Dumbledore stopped asking, he didn't want to pry into Eli's secrets.
For Eli, this is indeed his magic weapon to win. If he wants to control the potion market, huge output and excellent quality are indispensable.
The method to achieve all this is also the precise pharmaceutical method that Eli originally researched.
He researched some precise formulas for potions and then input them into these alchemy equipment.
The machine could always achieve precision with great ease, so his assembly line could continuously produce potions of extremely high quality and stability.
Dumbledore waved his wand again, chanting strange and awkward syllables.
Eli could vaguely hear something, it was runes!
He could now clearly feel the extremely terrifying magic power rippling in the space. If these magic powers had not been malicious to Eli, he would have been completely cold by now.
Eli could not even imagine the power of a spell that could allow a legendary wizard like Dumbledore to use a wand and chant it for so long.
It's not hard to guess that it should be some protective spell.
The casting of the spell lasted for ten minutes, and then Eli felt that the magic gradually stabilized, and there seemed to be an additional layer of confinement around him.
He could guarantee that a curse of this level would never be able to penetrate even if Voldemort didn't use all his strength.
A parchment scroll slowly condensed from the void.
Dumbledore handed it to Eli and said seriously, "Only the name you write on it personally can only be entered by the corresponding personnel."
Eli rubbed the parchment and found that it was no different from ordinary parchment.
He took out another pen and said, "Professor, what is your full name?"
Of course Dumbledore can be allowed to enter this place. Eli has absolute trust in Dumbledore.
"Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore"
"..."
A hint of cunning flashed in Dumbledore's eyes.
Eli handed it over, "How about you do it yourself?"