"Now, please enjoy this night."
As Fudge finished speaking, the dinner party officially began - different from Hogwarts' rule of dining in the restaurant first and then dancing, the Ministry of Magic almost used a buffet style, and the focus was more on dancing and socializing than dining.
After all, the guests on both sides are different. The Hogwarts side is full of long-bodied children. If they don't fill their bellies and hold a dance, there will really be idiots who give up their meals in order to dance, and then go to the dance in the middle of the night. Looking for food in the kitchen.
But it didn't matter what happened to William - after the award, he had a very pleasant conversation with Mr. Belby, and he could get some useful knowledge almost every minute.
If I have to describe it, it's like looking at the full Easter egg guide after finishing a game. You can tell at a glance where you are missing, and you can achieve the best results by making a few modifications.
There is no way, because of the laboratory explosion accident, the potion knowledge William obtained is incomplete and cannot be found - wizards in the master-disciple teaching mode can obtain this knowledge from the teacher, but what about the best in the school? , you can get these things from advanced classes and professors' clubs.
William himself does not possess the above conditions.
But that's not a big problem - his foundation is very solid, and even the solid Mr. Belby admires it.
"Elixir of Fortune?"
"Well, very classic question - but I can't say, I can't say."
Belby's face was full of evil smile, "You should know why I can't say it. Not saying it will help much more than telling it - I can provide you with a piece of material for the Fuling Elixir as a friendly gift. To be honest, this thing The price increase this year is simply scary...someone is buying goods like crazy..."
After complaining for a while, Belby waggled his finger, "No matter success or failure, it will bring you much more information than I can tell you."
"Let's talk about this first today, Professor William——"
"Write a letter to contact me. Your improved conjecture about the Wolfsbane potion is very, very helpful to me. If it weren't for leaving now, it would be too rude. I would like to rush to the laboratory right away to do the experiment."
"I will ask the owl to deliver the ingredients for the elixir. We can't talk anymore. If we continue talking, I'm afraid I won't be able to help solve your problem - that won't do you any good."
"Okay, Professor William, let's go to the ball and dance. Such a lively ball is much more interesting than talking about potions with a middle-aged wizard like me."
Belby laughed and drove William out of the back lounge area, refusing to talk to him any further.
William knew the truth very well - if he solved it alone, his future development in potions would be completely different from his development in asking questions along the way. This was entirely for his own good.
'Enough has been gained. '
He sighed, then began to wander around, found a remote place, and began to copy the inspiration that was inspired.
Although the Ministry of Magic did not prepare tables, chairs or anything else for the dinner, it was not a big problem - that's what transfiguration was for, and sometimes he didn't care so much about other people's eyes.
"...Well, the reprocessing of the flame that boils the potion."
"...the application of some auxiliary materials in flames."
"…"
'That's about it. '
It is impossible to think deeply in this environment. Not to mention that the Ministry of Magic has closed other floors to prevent people from running around. The environment of the Ministry of Magic alone cannot make him calm down and think with all his heart.
While he was copying those thoughts, many people had already passed by, and some were even standing there watching, but he didn't care - after all, the fact that he used the transformation technique to create tables and chairs to copy was indeed a bit shocking.
If he hadn't been worried about forgetting, he wouldn't have done it - since he did it, he wouldn't be afraid of others watching.
"Professor, have you finished writing?"
When he raised his head, a familiar voice impatiently sounded.
It looked familiar, but I didn't recognize it.
"Yes, I have some temporary thoughts," he said while tapping the temporary table and chair with his wand, causing it to return to its original appearance - a piece of pastry.
"It's a pity, it's a bit of a waste of food, but there really aren't any good deformation materials on site."
As he explained, he threw the pastries into the trash can, and finally remembered who this child was, a first-year student, a nymph.
"Good evening, Nymph, I remember you got an internship at the Ministry of Magic. Which department are you in now?"
"Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, I am now in charge of memory cancellation."
"I remember that you were quite good at using the Oblivion Charm - have you met any other professors?"
"They are over there. I will take you there, Professor."
Under the leadership of Nymph, William quickly found his colleagues who had come together, but what was puzzling was that Lupine was missing.
"Ah, William, good evening."
Professor Taylor was holding a wine glass and chatting with a middle-aged wizard, "Let me introduce you, this is my former classmate, Green Rex, now the Director of the Department of Magical Transportation. We haven't seen each other in almost two years. "
"Hello, Mr. Rex."
William held out his hand.
"Hello, Professor William."
After a brief introduction, William figured out what they were talking about - flying broomsticks.
It's a very normal topic. Wizards all love Quidditch, and broomsticks are a necessary vehicle for Quidditch. As for the Department of Magical Transportation, it has the Broomstick Control Authority, so it's normal to talk about new broomsticks. .
But... this broomstick thing...
Therefore, after chatting for ten minutes, William decisively took over the task of taking care of the child, and was responsible for taking Aphra, who had long wanted to go around, to look around.
The nymph on the side did not have an intermediary on William's side, so she also found an excuse to lead the way and left, but she soon excused herself with a sly smile.
"Let's go and take you to eat something you like. What do you want to eat, Aphra?"
William could only smile and greet the children.
"I want the snacks over there, the ice cream over there, and the candy over there!"
Aphra was never polite to her acquaintances, and happily pointed out what she wanted. William took her over with a smile, and then handed over what she pointed out.
"Eh?"
He suddenly saw a familiar figure.
There should be a dance on campus today, right? But the figure over there who was picking up something on his feet looked very much like his student.
"Classmate Thelma?"
He walked over quickly and found that he had read it right.
"What are you doing?"
"The Ministry of Magic has many types of desserts, Professor, and there are many styles that are not available around the school, in the cafeteria, or even in the school clubs!"
There was some surprise in her tone.
In fact, there was no need to explain. Looking at the small plates in her hands, William knew very well - this child was here to eat and drink. Although it was a bit outrageous to do this at a dance, it was true.
But...it seems that there are some styles that he hasn't bought in the store.
Otherwise, try it?
He picked up the tray and picked up the food.
Just halfway through eating, he noticed someone pointing at him and commenting in a low voice...
"Hey, are you sure, Nymph, that professor, is he...right...look at those two children over there..."
The voice was very low, but William still vaguely heard it.
He glanced at Aphra who was eating happily, and then at Selma who was barely tall enough to be a second grader. He understood immediately, and then took two steps outside - Feng Ping was murdered...
"Where are you thinking? Go and invite me. Let me tell you, you have seen it too. Professor William is just taking care of the children..."
'Does this mean that if you don't agree, your reputation will be damaged? '
William glanced at Aphra - he couldn't leave Aphra to Thelma, a student who came here as an intern or in some other capacity. Putting aside her commitment to Professor Taylor, she was just a regular student. With her performance, William did not trust Aphra to her.
"Professor, can I ask you to dance?"
The Ministry of Magic employee whom Nymph secretly pushed over had already come over and invited William generously.
Just when William was hesitating about how to politely refuse without damaging his reputation, Lupine suddenly appeared.
"Ah, Professor William!"
He made a sound of relief, and then saw Aphra and when he saw Ms. William coming over to invite Ms. William, his tone became cheerful, "Too, no, I mean, I will take care of Aphra." , you go dance!"
There's—no excuses.
If you refuse again, you will not only offend others, but you will also be easily criticized and harmed.
He bowed and saluted, "Well, can you dance with me, madam?"
While asking questions, William cast a spell quickly and covertly towards his shoes - hoping that he would be stepped on less this time...
ps: Two thousand words are not enough to end life and death, so I have written more...