Chapter 783
I have an idea
Chapter 783 I Have an Idea
Fred sat bolt upright, his eyes gleaming. He turned to George and said, "George, look at me! I have an idea..."
George turned his head, a knowing smile spreading across his face, and said, "What a coincidence, I had the same idea..."
Fred waved his arm, pointing to the contestants who were engrossed in calculations and drawing, and said:
“Look at them, they’re all cut from the same cloth! Calculations, drawing, repeated testing… Merlin, of course, this is important! Very effective! But it’s too…”
"...So boring!" George said. "No surprises at all!"
Fred nodded vigorously: "So why can't we be more direct? More... um... based on intuition?"
“In the ‘Weasley’ way, skip all the steps that make people bald, and go straight to experimenting, adventuring, and then…” George pointed to his temple: “…a bit of crazy inspiration!”
“That’s right, that’s right!” Fred said seriously. “So instead of learning that kind of conventional alchemy, we can forge our own path!”
George emphasized: "Crazier! More direct! More fun!"
"A word is settled!"
The twins said in unison and gave each other a high five.
"Wow..." Harry looked at the two of them, and after a long while said with concern, "Is this really going to work?"
"Of course!"
The twins simultaneously gave him an "OK" sign, and Fred added, "Absolutely no problem! That's how Canary Cookies were born!"
"Damn it, no problem!"
Moody suddenly reached out and slapped both of them on the head, roaring, "You two idiots! At this rate, you'll blow yourselves to bits!"
Lupin, who had been smiling, couldn't help but touch his nose and offer some words of advice after hearing Moody's roar:
"Have reverence for magic, children. It is precisely those tedious and rigid processes that ensure their success rate is not too low and their mortality rate is not too high. There are more than a few alchemists who have been killed by their own creations."
"Excuse me...?"
A polite voice came from not far away. Everyone turned around and saw a young man in his twenties standing on the floating platform outside the private room, carrying a bulging bag on his back, and peering inside.
"What do you want, kid?" Moody asked, frowning.
A young man walked in, his vest emblazoned with bright yellow "FMC" lettering. He smiled and said:
"Good afternoon, everyone. Are you bored with the upcoming matches? Need something to pass the time during these long hours?"
Fred's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "What do you have?"
The young man placed the package on the ground, opened it deftly, revealing various trinkets inside.
"Please look!"
He took out a mirror about the size of his palm, and what was playing inside was not the competition, but the currently popular Wizard Head talk show "Pot Talk," with bursts of laughter coming from it.
The young man said, "A miniature flow mirror, rented for only five gallons a day! Guaranteed to be hilarious, you'll never be bored!"
Then, he picked up a blue-green quill pen and said, "Daydream Quill Pen, one Gallon! Dream-creating time is up to thirty minutes, designed by Mr. Wade Gray, the inventor of the Flowing Mirror! Absolutely guaranteed quality!"
He then showed them portable wizard chess, Goblin Stones, and other traditional games, saying, "The price is absolutely affordable! It's cheaper than buying them in Echo Alley!" Almost without hesitation, as soon as the young man finished speaking, Harry and the others pulled out their pocket money.
Moody snorted but didn't stop him; however, he didn't buy anything himself—he would never allow himself to become engrossed in entertainment and lose focus in such a crowded and chaotic place.
Lupin smiled gently, took out his money to rent a telescope, otherwise he suspected he might fall asleep without realizing it if he continued to be so bored.
The salesman made a good profit and was all smiles.
Even the few children in the private room were financially well-off and could afford to buy themselves some fun things, unlike the private room he had just passed, where more than a dozen people had only spent money to rent a mirror.
Of course, small stream lenses can be magnified using magic, but apart from those products that have built-in zoom functions, the image becomes very blurry after magnification, and the overall viewing experience is not very good.
—Of all the mirrors sold to the public, only 30% of the magic on them is the core function designed by Vader. The remaining 70% consists of various restrictive spells that Machione had the R&D department add to ensure that not a single Gallon he could earn would slip through his fingers.
The FMC salesman quickly collected the money, picked up his bag again, and before leaving, took out a few colorful booklets from his pocket and handed them to Michael, who was closest to him.
"The large-scale immersive experience game, 'Adventure in the Land of Miniatures,' is coming soon. We welcome everyone to come and experience it. We guarantee it will be much more exciting and fun than the competitions below!"
He blinked, bowed politely, and left the private room for the next one.
"An Adventure in Lilliput?"
George, who was about to indulge in a daydream, suddenly put down his quill, curiously took a booklet from Michael's hand, and said, "Let me see, what is this thing?"
He flipped to the cover and casually read: "A large-scale immersive experience game... Taking you to see the world from a completely new perspective... Experience the real feelings of insects..."
"Sounds interesting! Like something fun we'll be working on in the future..."
Fred leaned closer, peered inside, and the sound suddenly stopped.
Michael had already distributed the rest of the brochures to everyone, and Hermione read aloud: "Masterfully crafted by the genius alchemist Wade Grey... to open the epic door to Lilliput for you?"
"No way, Wade does this?" Harry's mouth dropped open as he looked at Michael. "You knew about this?"
Michael shook his head, waved the brochure in his hand, and said, "Look at this address, it's in Diagon Alley, and it officially opens on August 10th! I definitely have to go and experience it when I get back, what about you guys?"
“Of course I’m going!” Fred said without looking up, flipping through the booklet: “Leaping over blades of grass, climbing along book spines… How dangerous and beautiful the world would be if humans were only the size of beetles! Ha, I’m already looking forward to it!”
"Is it a shrinking potion?" Lupin pondered. "FMC can already produce potions with stable effects?"
"It could also be a shrinking spell," Moody said disdainfully. "If you really became that small, even a sparrow could eat you. Only a madman would try it!"
"Aristotle would be of interest to any normal person."
Lupin chuckled and retorted, "But these days we see Vader's shadow everywhere we go... His influence has unknowingly permeated every corner of the magical world. It's truly... truly..."
He recalled the first time they met, when the boy sat on a chair with his feet barely touching the ground, and for a moment he didn't know how to describe his feelings.
(End of this chapter)