Ron was also a little confused at the moment, wondering what Braun was trying to do. Not to mention Malfoy.

He looked at Braun with a confident look at the moment, just waiting to collect his Galleons.

Braun was not affected by the crowd.

He still stood by the fire as he did his own thing.

When everyone was getting impatient, he said lightly:

""Okay."

Then without waiting for Malfoy and the others to say anything, he quickly separated the black and white socks into two piles.

"What's going on?"

"Merlin! It's just a roast.

Is this a new divination technique?"

But some smart people retorted

"What are you thinking?

Divination requires a crystal ball and tea dregs, and he can't see them, so he must be doing divination from time to time.

I think there must be some method we don't know about."

The clerk was also a little surprised.

"Very impressive. How did you do that?"

Braun took off his blindfold and handed over two socks, one black and one white.

The clerk was a little confused.

But after taking the socks, he suddenly understood.

"The temperature is different?"

Braun nodded.

"Under the same temperature, black absorbs heat more easily than white."

"No wonder you want to roast it in front of the fire.

What a wonderful idea! Are you a Muggle-born wizard? Or a half-blood wizard?

No, no. Your last name is Fry.

But I always feel that your method is somewhat similar to the Muggle... um... science.

This question has stumped several Ravenclaw-born wizards.

To be honest, compared to this kind of question, they are more accustomed to answering philosophical questions, and are not good at solving Muggle problems."

Brawne said calmly:

"Our family is a family of potions.

As potion makers, we need to master the characteristics of various materials, only in this way can we keep up with the times.

I learned all this knowledge after studying several Muggle books."

The clerk applauded him.

The people around him also looked at Brown with admiration.

"So awesome!"

"If I had been like this when I was learning potions, I might have been a potions master by now."

"Don't even think about it. With your memory that you can mistake Aconitum and Wolfsbane for two different things, you will never become a potion master in your life."

Next, Browne answered the difficult questions for wizards or British people in a smooth manner.

Although he only went to high school in his previous life, his bloodline of a small town test-taker still allowed him to answer these questions easily.

Of course, Malfoy was not bad either.

At this moment, the score between the two was tied.

Both had five badges.

"Here are the prizes for both of you."

The clerk handed two autographed posters of Niss Murray to the two of them.

On the posters,

Niss Murray was flying on a broomstick in the Quidditch field with a golden snitch in his hand. He was shouting slogans.

Brown was not surprised by the moving poster.

He had been here for more than a month. He had already gotten used to seeing the moving portraits in the magic daily.

Although he did not have similar technology in his previous life, he had many ways to store images.

He handed the poster to Ron.

"Here you go Ron!"

"Oh! Braun! Do you know how valuable this poster is? It can be sold for at least dozens of Galleons!"

Ron's ears were red with excitement.

His good upbringing made him instinctively feel that he should not accept such a reward for which he had made no contribution.

But he could not help but be moved.

"Braun! Don't worry, I won't sell it!

I mean I will keep it well! Put it on my bedside!

That way I can see him every day when I open my eyes."

Ron said incoherently.

Then he happily rolled up the poster and put it in front of him.

He looked so cautious that people who didn't know would think he was holding a precious porcelain.

Malfoy hated it in his heart.

He thought he had won the victory, but something unexpected happened.

This made him a little unhappy

"Crabbe! Here it is!"

Looking at Crabbe who was staring at him eagerly, Malfoy reluctantly gave the poster to his follower.

Crabbe was very happy to receive the poster. He looked left and right and was so happy that he couldn't help himself.

"Thank you so much, Malfoy!

Crabbe said gruffly.

"Just as you like……"

Malfoy forced a smile.

In fact, he also liked this poster very much.

Just like what the poor Weasley family said.

Even if he didn't want it, he could still sell it for dozens of Galleons.

But who made Braun give the altitude to his follower Ron?

Well, he subconsciously thought that Ron was Braun's follower.

He thought he was much better than Braun, so how could he be reluctant to give up a small poster?

If he didn't give it, wouldn't it mean that he was worse than the kid from the Foley family?

This was unacceptable to Malfoy.

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