"Yes, dad. As long as you take the elixir every once in a while, you won't die." Hermione looked at her parents' stunned faces. She could totally understand. Even the mysterious man was pursuing immortality, let alone her parents who lived in the Muggle world and regarded immortality as a myth. In fact, Hermione felt that they had already shown the rationality and restraint that a dentist should have.
"Mr. Granger, rather than calling it the elixir of immortality, it's better to call it the elixir of immortality. It has its own shortcomings. It can only prevent the user from dying of old age. Although the aging itself will be delayed, it will still continue …" Allen said frankly. Then, he immediately said, "But don't worry, we've already found a way to solve this problem."
"Allen … Even if we're just normal … normal people, which is what you call Muggle, and we don't know much about the wizarding world, we know the value of this elixir. Otherwise, there wouldn't only be so few wizards …" Thinking of some information about the wizarding world that his daughter once mentioned, and the legends about immortality in fairy tales, Mr. Granger subconsciously wanted to reject such an expensive gift that was beyond his ability to return the favor. Would it bring any negative influence to his daughter who was going to live in the wizarding world in the future? But as he spoke, he suddenly realized that he was rejecting an opportunity that could lead to immortality, so his tone softened. "We can't … can't …"
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Allen's sincere persuasion. "Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger, you can accept this gift with peace of mind. Hermione has led Family Harris' Umbrella Corporation to make a huge profit and made a great contribution. She deserves these elixirs. In fact, it's not only your family that will receive these elixirs …"
"Led the Umbrella Corporation?" Mr. and Mrs. Granger looked at their daughter in confusion. "Hermione, what's going on? Don't you have to study until the seventh grade to graduate? "
"Uh … Mom, dad, let me explain …" Hermione blushed like a mole that had just gone through hibernation. She shook her head and waved her hands stupidly. Then, Anka, who was nestled on her head, pecked her a few times to calm her down. Then, she began to confess her relationship with the Umbrella Corporation.
Allen realized that Hermione had not told her family about this. He tried to smile at Hermione apologetically, but the CEO of the Umbrella Corporation was too busy trying to explain what she had done to her parents...
After listening to Hermione's explanation of what she was responsible for in the Umbrella Corporation, its current scale, the speed of its expansion, and its status in the magic world, Mr. and Mrs. Granger could not control their facial expressions. Mr. Granger raised his eyebrows and his mouth was slightly open. Mrs. Granger was not far behind. Her nose kept twitching. The couple felt a little dizzy after what had happened today.
His daughter's wealth in that sorcerer's bank, Gringotts, was far more than the sum of the two of them combined … Wasn't his daughter just a bookworm with good grades? Since when did she have such talent and ability in business … She could lead a company in the sorcerer's world with just a few rough economics books she read? Was it so easy to earn money from wizards?
Mr. Granger, who came back to his senses before his wife, did not give up asking, "Hermione, even if you've made a lot of money for your family's company, the immortality potion is not something money can compare with. After all, money is easy to get, but the potion should be very rare even in the wizarding world. Otherwise, all the wizards in the wizarding world could live forever. You once said that the population of the wizarding world would not be so sparse. "
Hearing her husband's words, Mrs. Granger also looked at Hermione suspiciously. Unlike Mr. Granger, she thought that the two children in front of her might be crazy. These words were simply more absurd than the Arabian Nights. She and her husband might get the elixir of life, her daughter was a business genius, and her family was richer than the richest person in the entire district she knew.
"Actually, we did have other considerations when we wanted you to drink the immortality potion." Allen's words successfully helped Hermione out of her predicament. He then told the Granger couple about the Grim Reaper, "In order to prevent your soul from being sucked away by the Grim Reaper before we defeat him, you can't die."
The Granger couple looked at each other, still in awe of their unknown territory. Whether what they said was true or not, they would know after drinking the potion. "If that's the case, we'll accept this Christmas gift. Thank you, Allen … I'm sorry, but we don't have anything to repay you … Uh … Do you want to see your teeth? Your family wants to see your teeth … "
Then Mr. Granger was kicked by his wife.
"That's great. My sister is very curious about the methods of ordinary people. I will definitely introduce her to try it out." After helping Mr. Granger out, Alan once again began to reach into his small pocket that he carried with him.
Looking at Allen's pouch, Mr. Granger thought to himself that the potion must be very rare and there shouldn't be too much of it. When he drank it later, he must hold it firmly and not spill it. That would be too wasteful …
However, to Mr. Granger's surprise, after a while, Allen put his other hand into the pouch and lifted his arms as if he was lifting something very heavy. A small crucible was taken out by Allen and returned to its original size. Allen had to take a few steps back to prevent it from hitting the table in front of him. Then, as if he was carrying a basin of freshly washed clothes, he lifted the crucible onto the table with both arms.
"What are these?" Mr. and Mrs. Granger were dumbfounded. They thought that the elixir that could make one immortal would be very precious, and it might only be a small bottle or even a few drops. Only then did they realize that the pocket that Ellen used was the same as that of her daughter. It had been enlarged by a Traceless Spell. This result was completely different from what they had expected. Being caught off guard, Mr. Granger's tongue curled up. He couldn't help but move his throat as he licked his lips. "Do we have to drink so much in order to become immortal?"
"Yes, the potion needs to be consumed again after a certain period of time to maintain its effect … Oh, please don't worry. You don't have to drink it all at once … Uh … Sorry, I made a little too much for convenience's sake …" Sensing Mr. Granger's exaggerated thoughts, Allen continued to explain. "Of course, you can distribute the potion among yourselves. If you have other important family members, of course, you can give it to them too. When Hermione is familiar with making the potion, she can make as much as she needs."
"Allen, are you saying that my father and the rest can do it too? … But this is such a big secret. What if someone leaks it out and others know about it? " Mrs. Granger asked worriedly. It wouldn't be good if Hermione and Allen were accidentally leaked and caused trouble. "I remember that there is a confidentiality law in the Wizarding World. Doesn't it prohibit us from mentioning information about the Wizarding World to others?"
"It's okay, mom. I'll use a Confusion Curse to make Grandpa and the rest think that they're just eating health supplements with excellent effects." Hermione explained. "When it reaches the point where it will arouse suspicion, we can also move to another place to live. Don't worry about our records in the government. Even if it's a computer, it's easy to get rid of it with a few spells."
"In fact, I have a good relationship with the Prime Minister. It's not a big problem to go through the normal channels." Allen didn't mind. He was going to break the confidentiality law anyway.
However, unlike the festive atmosphere in the United Kingdom, deep in the Albanian forest, Gidro Lockhart, who was wearing a Death Eater mask, followed behind a group of Death Eaters. They escorted a group of newly captured Muggle and opened a huge dark hole.
Looking at the hole that was like a giant mouth that was about to swallow them, the Muggle who were happily enjoying their rare holiday the day before immediately cried out. They fell into the hands of these evil monsters. The more they guessed what would happen to them, the more scared they became.
"Hurry up and go in. Don't cry. Otherwise, you'll end up like those filthy things that I burned!" A ball of fire flew over the heads of these Muggle, flew high into the sky, and extinguished. Rabastan Lestrange's malicious gaze swept over these Muggle. For the sake of safety, the destination was deliberately chosen to be Eastern Europe where they had never caused trouble before, so it took longer than usual. But taking advantage of the local Ministry of Magic's lack of experience, they completed the mission very well. The number of people they captured was much higher than planned. Their master should be satisfied with this … and many of them could be rewarded with a few Muggle to play with — there was too little entertainment in the cellar.
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