Cardcaptor at Hogwarts

"Professor Dumbledore, everyone has arrived safely. If nothing happens, I have an appointment..."

Looking at Sirius, whose brain was congested and spitting out powder, and twitching under the paralysis effect of the poisonous tentacles, and Pettigrew, who was swollen and bleeding from the wound, Professor Dumbledore rarely hesitated. Filed under:

"……Safety?"

"This guy came after Harry and the others, and said he would do harm to them. Most importantly, he even planned to cast a curse on us, so I had to use some violent means to stop his evil deeds."

Adam pointed to Pettigrew and Harry and the others nodded in support of him.

"As for this guy, he is a wanted criminal in the Ministry of Magic. He broke into the Gryffindor common room very badly before, causing me to cough, and everyone had to spend the night in the auditorium. I have reason to doubt his position, even if he and Lu Professor Ping appeared together..."

Adam glanced at Professor Lupine.

"In view of the criminal records of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor last year and the year before, as well as Professor Lupin's species, and his unwillingness to come with you to see you, I used some extraordinary means."

Harry and the others hesitated for a moment, then nodded - there seemed to be nothing wrong with what Adam said.

"I uh-cough!"

Sirius spit out the foam that rose up from his throat and spoke angrily:

"When would I not want to see Dumbledore?"

Pink bubbles poured out of Sirius' mouth again.

"Then why didn't you explain it then?"

Adam shrugged with helplessness on his face.

Sirius: "..." At that time, I thought you and the slug were in the same group.

Adam: Then you’re pretty good at judging people.

"alright."

Professor Dumbledore felt a little headache after hearing this. With a wave of his wand, he cleared Sirius's mouth and looked at Adam:

"I'm probably clear about what happened before. Since you still have something to do, go ahead."

Adam nodded to Professor Dumbledore, turned and left the principal's office.

Professor Dumbledore looked at Ron and Hermione again:

"Can you please go to the hospital wing and help me bring Madam Pomfrey? Her help may be needed here."

Hermione and Ron also left the Headmaster's office.

Professor Dumbledore looked at Professor Lupin, then at Pettigrew, who was pretending to be dead, and finally at Sirius. He crossed his fingers on the table and leaned forward slightly:

"So, where do we begin...Sirius?"

…

"Professor Snape should be relieved now, right?"

Adam muttered to himself, then held the elixir with two fingers and shook it in front of his eyes. The golden potion shone brightly in the winter sun.

"Adam, is this really a lucky potion?"

Xiaoke and Sibi couldn't help but poke their heads out of their satchels.

Luck... Fate is such an elusive thing. It is too elusive. Even someone as powerful as Crowrido can only predict the future, but cannot create magic that can make people lucky.

"Of course not. If it were a real lucky potion, I can't even imagine what materials would be used to brew it."

Adam shook his head:

"Fortune Elixir can only mobilize a person's state to the best. In this state, a person's various abilities will be brought into full play, and things will naturally go very smoothly, giving people the illusion of good luck..."

To put it simply, Fuling Elixir can help people do things that humans can do more smoothly. But if you feel like you can win the lottery after drinking this, you probably drank too much Fuling Elixir.

"That's it..."

Xiaoke was a little disappointed.

"Even so, it's still a very powerful potion!"

Sibi couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, and it was made by the youngest potion master of this century. If you don't drink a bottle in one go, or take it for several days in a row, there will be almost no side effects..."

Adam said and sighed again:

"Unfortunately, I don't seem to have any use for this."

With two cards in hand, a bottle of Fortune Spirit Elixir directly allows him to achieve the freedom of Spirit Spirit Elixir, but there is almost nothing difficult that he can do without the help of Spirit Spirit Elixir... Eh?

"The Spiritual Fortune Elixir seems to enhance thinking ability. If I had drank this when I was looking for someone before, would it have been smoother..."

Adam reflected for a moment, and it seemed that this was indeed the case,

"Well, learn a lesson. Next time you lose Eugene's parents, remember to take a sip of the elixir before looking for them."

Passing by the corner ahead, Eugene happened to hear: ...a little moved, but not that moved. Anyway, thank you.

Not noticing the complicated look in Eugene's eyes behind him, Adam went all the way back to Hogsmeade Village. Since there was still some time before the afternoon appointment, he casually sat down at the Three Broomsticks Bar.

"I feel like I can open a pub in the future..."

Adam looked around and said thoughtfully.

Compared to staying in the restaurant, sitting at the bar and listening to the people in the tavern bragging sounded like a more interesting option. As for the tavern's business, he didn't consider it. Anyway, he didn't care whether he made money or not.

Speaking of which, when he masters the magic of Shipai in the future, wouldn't he be able to easily create aging wines that last for decades or hundreds of years?

The 8000-year-old Nuerhong... Well, it seems that I can't drink it.

"You should let Ms. Rosmerta go."

Adam looked up and saw that it was Cedric walking over with butterbeer.

Pulling out the chair and sitting down, Cedric looked helpless:

"Look at the once popular shops in Hogsmeade. Since the opening of your shops, business has been bleak: the Three Broomsticks Pub and Zuko's Joke Shop are all empty, and the Honeydukes Candy Shop is even more empty. It just went bankrupt——"

"To be precise, it was acquired by me. Did you see the new sign? It will be called Fantasy Dessert Workshop from now on~"

Adam shook his finger:

"It will be open in a few days. I have to say that wizards are indeed more convenient to decorate. If you switch to Muggles, you won't even be able to get a sign in a few months..."

When it comes to things like infrastructure, if you don’t go abroad and take a look, you really won’t be able to appreciate what it means to be astonishingly efficient—meaning that by comparison, you find that your own home’s efficiency is so amazing.

Cedric choked at Adam's words and finally found his voice:

"That's Mrs. Puddifu's Teahouse. Because it's suitable for dates, the business hasn't been affected much."

"Hmm...so I should open another boutique afternoon tea shop?"

Adam rubbed his chin and thought:

"I also passed by Mrs. Puddifu's Teahouse and took a look. The layout is too casual. Everyone goes on a date. I can only say that it is quieter there and more suitable for dating than a noisy bar. Chunchun is a dwarf, and with the past seniors This is the habit left by the senior students.”

As he spoke, Adam's tone became much cheerful:

"If it were me, I would change the layout and design booths for dating couples, set up photo walls, message walls and love locks at the door, and then launch various packages..."

"Stop, stop, stop! Are you planning to make all the shops in Hogsmeade yours?"

Cedric's expression was a little desperate:

"If so, I have only one request. Don't change too much after you acquire this teahouse. Leave a sweet memory to everyone who dated here before."

Looking at Adam like this, he knew that Mrs. Puddifu's Teahouse would probably not be able to fuck him, no, it would definitely not be able to fuck him!