"Dad, you haven't answered my question yet."

Browne's tone was somewhat dissatisfied.

He stopped talking halfway through, and the feeling of being neither here nor there was really uncomfortable.

Mr. Fry taught him earnestly:

"A good wizard needs to find the answers on his own, son.

Instead of asking others for everything.

Elders can help, but in the end you still have to rely on yourself."

Although Brown felt that Mr. Fly was talking nonsense again, he had no choice. His father refused to tell him, and judging from his intention, he would not tell him even if he asked again.

He could only say unhappily:

""Okay, I got it, Dad.

I'll find the answer myself."

Mr. Foley turned around and looked serious on the surface.

But he was already very happy in his heart. Seeing his son's unhappy expression, he was even more secretly happy.

He thought:

Little guy! Can't I cure you?

You dare to show off your talent to your dad?

Get ready to receive a beating from experience.

Yes, the reason why he said so much today was to avenge the psychological trauma that Brown brought him this morning.

Although he was satisfied with his son's high talent, it did not mean that he did not want to teach this arrogant kid a lesson.

After thinking about it, this method was the most appropriate.

It would not bring any harm to Brown. It can not only hurt him, but also make him depressed.

As for where this method came from.

Of course, it was inherited from his father.

When he was a child, he was depressed for a long time because of these things.

In the end, he had to listen to his father's life lessons. At the same time, he listened to the subsequent process.

Especially the arrogant expression on his father's face when he was explaining the principles to him. It made him secretly determined to use this method on his own son in the future.

Let him also experience the feeling of the other party not wanting to listen but having to listen.

Sure enough, his son took the bait just like himself.

After that, he waited for him to come to ask for advice.

I will tell him myself.

"Well, go to bed early.

Good night, son."

""Good night, Dad."

Mr. Fry hugged his son and turned away.

Although Brown was depressed at the moment, he could only go to bed obediently.

I don't know if it was because this body was young, or because he didn't have the pressure of cars, houses and money in his previous life.

Brown fell asleep quickly.

In the next month, the first thing Brown did when he opened his eyes every day was to read.

After reciting"Thousands of Magical Herbs and Mushrooms" in full.

Brown shocked Mr. Fry severely.

In the end, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

He shouted for the ancestors to bless him.

The portraits of ancestors who were sleeping drowsily in the corridor cursed.

Brown did not feel complacent about his little achievement.

To be honest, he didn't even understand why his father was so excited.

Wasn't he a loser?

Fortunately, he didn't think too much about these things.

Instead, he turned around and started studying another book.

《Magical Pharmacy and Potion.

This book is a primary textbook for first-year students at Hogwarts, so many of the potions in the book are relatively simple and basic.

For example, common antidotes, potions for treating scabies, forgetfulness potions, herbicide potions, etc.、

……

These are all taught in the basic potion.

Because he doesn't have a wand, Braun can only learn by practicing the steps.

"Herbicide... Let me see.

Heat the cauldron first and add a spoonful of lionfish spine powder... three drops of Flobberworm mucus, a small cup of horkrup juice... stir the wand clockwise for three times... finally wait until the potion becomes transparent and add the grass seeds of the grass you want to kill."

"Very good, the process is perfect."

Mr. Fry, who was standing in front of Braun, clapped his hands after seeing Braun complete the steps perfectly.

He said with some praise.

Braun ignored him.

Instead, he dumped the things in front of him into the trash can beside him.

After cleaning the crucible and sorting out the various potion ingredients, he replied:

"Dad, can't I have a magic wand of my own?

To be honest, practicing like this in vain makes me feel like a child playing house."

Braun was a little dissatisfied. After all, practicing without a magic wand or even a fire was no different from playing house when he was a child.

At first, he practiced enthusiastically and got familiar with the refining process.

But as he became more and more proficient in the process, such practice could no longer satisfy him.

Now he urgently needs a magic wand to really practice refining magic potions.

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