Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Holding the heavy Big Brother, Murphy curled his lips.

Last time, I thought Jim was too old-fashioned for using this thing, but now I didn’t expect to buy one myself.

Forget it, let's find some time to sort out the technology in the Muggle world.

Although he doesn't understand many technological principles, at least he knows the development path in the next thirty years, so it shouldn't be difficult to make certain technologies appear a little earlier.

…

In the next few days, Murphy has been tinkering with potions in the basement. He bought many other materials last time and made them into various potions.

He plans to launch his next potion product soon.

With only Yunduanbaiyao, making money is still too slow.

The new alternative potions include blood replenishing potion, bone regenerating potion, refreshing potion, etc. These are all therapeutic potions and go well with white medicine.

Moreover, the speed of onset of action is much more powerful than the existing Muggle potions, so it should be equally easy to sell.

However, after carefully screening, Murphy chose another magic potion.

Beauty Potion.

In short, this is a potion that can make people beautiful.

It allows the drinker to approach the ideal body and appearance in all aspects.

The effect is equivalent to a plug-and-play version of plastic surgery, body PS, and real-person beautification.

You can imagine how attractive this thing will be to Muggles who are anxious about appearance.

And compared with serious medical pharmaceuticals, the beauty industry is too casual. It does not require safety review or lengthy clinical trials, and product registration is much easier than medicines.

It is really suitable for cashing out immediately.

Even its defect of not being able to take effect permanently is playing into Murphy's hands.

If a bottle of potion makes a person permanently beautiful, how can he continue to cut leeks? How else to make money?

At the same time, he felt that the successful experience of Bai Xian Essence should be absorbed, the effective dosage of beauty elixirs should be reduced, and various plant essences should be added to make beauty elixirs such as facial masks, foundations, moisturizers, essential oils, etc.

Sell ​​the beautiful potions that are rarely produced due to the rarity of the materials by the drop.

It seems very sinister to do this?

No, Murphy feels that he is much more conscientious than those major cosmetics companies that cheat people out of money just by using terms such as repair essences.

At the very least, his potion is really effective.

After deciding on the next potion to promote, Murphy came out of the basement and prepared to go to the Muggle world to rest for a few days.

At this time, an owl landed on the mailbox at the door of the old house, dropped a letter in, and then flew away.

Murphy came to the mailbox, reached in and dug through it.

He took out several emails, one or two of which were replies to his previous job applications, and one was an advertisement for a Quidditch boutique. He didn't know why it was sent here.

The last letter came from Alex Wood.

This letter must have been sent by the owl just now.

Alex Wood?

who?

Murphy was confused for a moment before he remembered that he had recruited a certain shit refining warlock.

Uh, I completely forgot about it.

He opened the letter.

"Dear Mr. Peter Parker:

I got an A in Potions in the Basic Wizarding Level Examination, and I'm good at refining demulcents, enhancers, and fireproof potions. If you can offer a salary of more than 70 galleons per month, I will be happy to help you. "

70 Galleons, this salary level is actually not high, not even as good as Murphy's job at the Ministry of Magic.

Look at what this terrible workplace has forced the little wizard to do.

I don’t even dare to write a higher ideal salary.

Murphy immediately wrote back, "I will give you 60 galleons per month. Bring your potion equipment and come to the address below at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning and let me see what you are capable of."

Huh, I'll pay you 70 galleons, I'm used to you.

…

The next morning, Murphy arrived at the address written in his reply to Wood.

This is a Muggle farm located in the suburbs of London, which Murphy bought two days ago.

At this time, Alex Wood was already waiting in front of the barn door. His clothes were neither suitable nor matching. He was wearing a pair of leather boots and a high-brimmed hat. He was dressed like a psychotic beggar.

But this is a routine operation for wizards, so Murphy is not surprised.

He opened the barn door and let Alex in.

"I need you to refine a bottle of beauty potion. Do you know what the ingredients are?"

"B-beautiful potion?" Alex was a little nervous. He thought the other party wanted him to refine things like weed killer, foxtail spray, etc. Beauty potion was not his specialty.

But now that he was here, he tried hard to recall the potion skills he had learned, "leatherweed, fairy wings, flower petals, ginger root powder... and... unicorn horn powder..."

"Unicorn hair, not horn powder, but the rest is pretty much the same." Murphy said, without embarrassing him, and directly placed a piece of paper in front of Alex with the recipe and production steps written on it.

"If you can do this, you will be considered qualified."

He was recruiting a wizard assistant, and it wasn't a test. There was a formula, so there was no need to force people to memorize it. He even prepared the ingredients for the potion.

"Oh, okay!" Alex breathed a sigh of relief.

He set up the folding crucible, skillfully lit the fire with his wand, made the crucible float above the flames, and then carefully followed the steps.

Half an hour later, Murphy glanced at the purple solution in the pot and took out a test tube's worth.

"What do you think you did?"

"It should...succeed, right?" Alex said uncertainly.

Murphy handed over the test tube, "Drink it and give it a try."

Alex hesitated for a while, and then recalled his production steps again and again. After making sure that it was impossible to make poison, he gritted his teeth and took the test tube and drank it.

Soon, the medicine took effect.

The freckles on Alex's face gradually disappeared, his round face became visibly thinner and became more angular, his big snub nose became more angular, his eyes were elongated, his eye sockets were sunken, and his brow bones were raised. , as if a carving knife was rapidly cutting and outlining Alex's face.

A moment later, a handsome man with thick eyebrows and deep eyes stood in front of Murphy.

It cannot be said that the appearance is exactly the same as Alex's before, it can only be said that it has nothing to do with it.

Except for the overall layout of the facial features, there are almost no traces of the original Alex.

He actually transformed a passerby into a handsome guy who could be featured in print magazines in half a minute.

Beautiful potion, so terrifying!

Murphy pulled up Alex's shirt and looked at his well-proportioned figure that had turned into eight-pack abs. He couldn't help but nodded, "I didn't expect you to be quite talented in this potion."

Alex scratched the back of his head, "Hey, I didn't expect the effect to be so good."

Tsk.

This guy was dressed in rags, he looked like a beggar before, but now he looks a bit unruly and unrestrained in his clothes.

That shy smile could only be described as vulgar, greasy, and humble. But looking at his handsome face now, he looks shy, cute, sunny and handsome.

Damn it, appearance is justice!

Unfortunately, this potion is of no use to me.

After all, there is nothing to modify on my face.

"You're qualified." Murphy patted Alex's shoulder and said, taking off a bag from his waist.

"Now let's talk about your job."