Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Locke looked miserable.

His already ugly face was beaten into a pig's head, covered in bruises and bruises, and several of the fangs in his mouth were missing.

This guy was tortured quite a bit.

No wonder he couldn't be found after the attack. It turned out that Malfoy had captured him.

"Locke!" Lucius looked at the hybrid goblin, "Did you open a private vault for Murphy Darkholm?"

Locke raised his swollen face and looked at Murphy with purple eyeballs.

The two stared at each other for a while.

Murphy suddenly said: "Locke, just tell the truth. All my property is a legal inheritance. You have done nothing wrong."

Locke's pointed ears moved, and then he looked at Dumbledore, "Dumbledore, can you guarantee my safety?"

"You will not suffer any harm while serving as a witness," Dumbledore said.

"No! I mean in the future, if I want to tell the truth, can you guarantee that I will not be retaliated against?"

Dumbledore pondered for a while and finally said: "If you face retaliation for telling the truth, then the wizard's laws will lose all credibility. Don't worry, the Aurors will ensure your safety."

"Okay!" Locke seemed to have made up his mind.

He glanced at Murphy, then at Lucius, and suddenly said: "I am innocent! Murphy Darkholm is also innocent! I didn't do anything that violated the rules of Gringotts! I didn't do anything privately Opening a treasury for him, all my actions are standardized and legal! The source of Mr. Murphy Duckholm's funds is also very clear. Everything is Lucius's conspiracy."

Lucius was stunned.

"You, you didn't say that before! You helped Murphy open a treasury under the false name of Stephen Cumberbatch, and you laundered money for him! And all that money came from Muggles!"

Locke was very calm, "Those are the rhetoric you taught me, Mr. Malfoy."

Lucius was stunned.

He couldn't understand why this guy suddenly jumped back?

"Impossible! It's not like that! Bogorod, bring Bogorod, he can prove all this!"

Scrimgeour nodded and was about to let the Auror lead the people. An Auror came up and said a few words in his ear. The latter was stunned and then said: "Bogorod has been arrested. The crime is attempting to embezzle wizard property."

"Also, Gringotts just sent a notice saying that it has been confirmed that the source of Mr. Murphy Darkholm's funds is completely reliable and legal." Scrimgeour glanced at Lucius, "If your evidence is ready If you accuse him of this, you can already give up.”

"What?!"

Lucius found it incredible. He looked at Murphy, shocked and confused.

How on earth did this guy do it?

What magic power does he have?

"Okay, Lucius, let's end this farce today." Scrimgeour said, and asked the Aurors to pull Lucius out of the iron cage and prepare to take him to Azkaban.

"No! I don't accept it! I still have evidence!" Lucius struggled desperately, "Potions, I have samples of the potions he sold to Muggles! I have samples! And raw materials! I got them from Muggle factories Got it!"

He broke away from the two Aurors and took out a few things from his traceless stretch bag, "That's it! These! It's enough to prove that he sold the potion to Muggles!"

Murphy frowned, this guy was really well prepared.

If he hadn't suddenly gotten into trouble this time, it might have been really troublesome.

But now, after this series of operations, he has lost hope and no one will believe his words.

But Murphy still walked to the materials and samples.

Those were indeed the potion ingredients he had mixed, as well as the cloud white medicine with the logo of the umbrella company, and several bottles of semi-finished products.

"What is this?" Murphy asked.

"You sold the potion to Muggles! You didn't expect it! You thought that by burning down my house and taking away the things stored in the cellar, you completely destroyed them all, but you didn't expect that I would give them back to myself. Leave some behind!”

Murphy curled his lips and said, "Just take it as such, then what kind of magic potion is this?"

"White fresh essence!"

"Look!" He said, opened a bottle of Cloud White Medicine and poured it on the wound on his arm that was scratched by the iron thorns. The wound healed after a while.

"Look! This is Bai Xian Essence!"

The wizards at the trial also saw the effect and started talking about it.

However, Murphy still looked indifferent, "But I see it says Yunduan Baiyao."

"This is the name you gave me. Yun Duan Baiyao is Bai Xian Essence!"

"Let's not talk about the relationship between these things and me." Murphy said, "I will ask you a question, how can you prove that Yunduan Baiyao is Bai Xian essence?"

"What?" Lucius was dumbfounded by the question, "Their effects are exactly the same!"

"Ha," Murphy smiled, "I heard that Mr. Malfoy has invested in several pharmacies under your name. But you seem to know nothing about potions."

"The effect is the same, is it the same thing? When Mr. Snape comes, he will definitely call you an idiot! Phoenix tears and white essence can both treat trauma. Are they the same thing? Bezoar and mandrake juice They can all remove some toxicity, but are they the same thing?”

"You may not know that in the Muggle world, there may be dozens or hundreds of medicines to deal with a disease. Are they all the same thing?"

"You may know how to prepare white essence, but do you know how Muggles produce this cloud white essence?"

"How do you prove that they are a thing if you don't know?"

"This... as long as there is a pharmaceutical master who understands potions, it can be proved..." Lucius still wanted to struggle.

Murphy looked at Dumbledore again, "Professor, you have discovered twelve uses of dragon's blood and are very effective in alchemy. You are a master of potions. So, can you prove these two uses?" Drugs, are they the same thing?”

Dumbledore quietly greeted Murphy's gaze with his blue eyes behind the half-moon lenses. For a while, he avoided Murphy's gaze, picked up the bottle of Cloud White Medicine, looked at it, and finally sighed. , "Unfortunately, I don't know such technology."

Murphy laughed.

This was something he expected.

If you want to prove that two things are the same substance, you must at least have a full and complete understanding of their properties. Just "looking like" is not enough.

Even "smells like, feels like, tastes like" is not enough. Even if you can list a million similarities between the two, you still can't prove that the two are the same thing.

Because it is just a process of enumeration, just like Goldbach's conjecture and many other conjectures about prime numbers. Even if you can cite 100 billion examples that are consistent with the conjecture, they will never be proven without complete, rigorous and sufficient logical proof. It's just a conjecture, not a truth.

There is only one way to prove that they are the same substance: find out the unique and irreplaceable property of this substance, and then prove that both things have this property.

Do wizards have such abilities?

joke.

If wizards can understand their potions to this extent, what else does Murphy need from Muggles! What kind of technology is this? What pounds are you making? Wouldn't it be over if we just kept doing magic?

It is precisely because wizards do not have such abilities and their understanding of their magic cannot achieve such accuracy that Murphy seeks the power of Muggles.

Therefore, it can be said that the existence of cloud white medicine is proof that wizards do not have this ability.

It's like a woman who cheated on her husband because of his indifference and gave birth to a child, but the husband wanted to prove that the child was actually his.

Murphy glanced at Lucius.

You are not Lestrange, so why are your thoughts so similar to those of the Cuckold?