"Yes, Dad, as long as you take the medicine every once in a while, you won't die." Hermione looked at her parents' stunned look. She felt it was completely understandable that even mysterious people were pursuing immortality, let alone parents who lived in the Muggle world and regarded immortality as a myth. In fact, Hermione felt that their behavior had already shown the rationality and restraint that a dentist should have.

"Mr. Granger, in fact, it is not so much an immortal medicine as an immortal medicine. It has its own defects and can only make the takers not have to worry about dying due to aging. But although aging itself will be delayed, it will continue..." Allen said frankly, but immediately said, "But don't worry, we have found a solution to this problem."

"Elan...Even if we are just... ordinary people, that is, the muggles you talk about, we don't understand your wizarding world, but we also know the value of this kind of potion, otherwise you wizards would definitely not be the only one..." Thinking of some information about the magic world that my daughter once mentioned, and the legend of immortality in mythological stories, Mr. Granger subconsciously wanted to reject such gifts that were so precious that they exceeded his ability to return gifts. Will this have any bad effects on his daughter who seems to live in the magic world in the future? But as he spoke, he suddenly realized that what he had rejected at this time was an opportunity to live for immortality, so his tone became weaker again, "We don't... can't..."

Before she could say the words of rejection were completely interrupted by Allen's sincere persuasion: "Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger, you can accept this gift with peace of mind. Hermione led our Harris family's umbrella company to create huge profits and make huge contributions. These potions are what she deserves. In fact, it is not only your family who will receive them..."

"Leading the Umbrella Company?" The Grangers looked at their daughter in confusion, "Hermione, what's going on? Don't you graduate until the seventh grade?"

"Uh...Mom and Dad, listen to my explanation..." Hermione blushed and was like a hibernating mole. She shook her head foolishly and waved her hands. Then Anka, who was disturbed by the movement, pecked her with dissatisfaction a few times before she calmed down and began to explain her relationship with the umbrella company in embarrassment.

Alan realized that Hermione hadn't told her family about this, and he tried to smile apologetically at Hermione, but the CEO of the umbrella who was anxious to explain what he had done to his parents was not at the moment.

After a long time, after listening to Hermione's talk about what she was responsible for in the umbrella, as well as the current scale, expansion speed, and status in the magic world, the Granger couple could not control their expressions. Mr. Granger's eyebrows were raised and he did not fall down. His mouth opened slightly, and Mrs. Granger was no less than that. Her nose kept twitching. The couple felt a little dizzy under the stimulation of what happened today.

The wealth her daughter now has in the wizard's bank Gringott far exceeds the sum of her two... Isn't her daughter a nerd with good grades? When did she have such talent and ability in business? Just the few rough economics books she read can lead a company in the wizarding world to make waves? Is the money of wizards so easy to make?

Mr. Granger, who came back to his senses before his wife, did not give up asking: "Hermione, even if you earn a lot of wealth for your family's company, the potion that can live forever is probably not comparable to that of money. After all, money is easy to obtain, but this potion should be very rare even in the wizarding world. Otherwise, not all the wizards in the magic world can live forever? It is not as sparse as you once said."

Hearing her husband's words, Mrs. Granger also looked at Hermione suspiciously. Unlike Mr. Granger, she felt that the two children in front of her might be crazy. These words were even more ridiculous than the fantasy. Her husband and wife might get the elixir of immortality. Her daughter was a business genius, and her family was richer than the wealthiest people in the entire district she knew.

"In fact, we do have other considerations when we want you to drink the potion of immortality." Allen's words successfully helped Hermione clear the siege. He roughly told the Grangers about the matter, "In order to avoid your soul being sucked away by him before we defeated the Grangers, so you cannot die."

The Grangers looked at each other and still had to be respectful of their unknown areas. Regardless of whether their words were true or false, they would know if they took the medicine: "Since that's the case, we will accept this Christmas gift. Thank you Allen... I'm sorry, we have nothing to repay you... Uh... Do you want to look at your teeth? Your family wants to look at it..."

Then Mr. Granger was kicked by his wife.

"It's so great. My sister is very curious about the methods of ordinary people. I will definitely introduce her to try it." After releasing Mr. Granger's siege, Allen once again began to reach out and take out his small pocket with him.

Looking at Allen's waist bag, Mr. Granger thought to himself that it seemed that this potion must be very rare, and it would not be too much. You must keep it firmly when taking it yourself later and don't spill it, that would be a waste...

But what surprised Mr. Granger was that after exploring and exploring for a while, Allen reached out his other hand and then raised his arms with difficulty, as if he was holding up a very heavy thing. A small crucible just returned to its original state by Allen taking out his backpack and turned into a huge crucible. Allen had to take a few steps back to avoid getting bigger and hitting the table in front of him. Then, it was like holding a basin of freshly washed clothes and pressing the crucible to the table with both arms.

"All these?" The Grangers were dumbfounded. They thought that the potion that could live for immortality must be very precious, maybe only a small bottle or even a few drops. Only then did they realize that the waist bag used by Allen was cast as her daughter. Someone had a curse that had been used. In the end, this result was completely different from their preset. Unpredictable, Mr. Grangers' tongue was a little rolled up, and his throat couldn't help but move and licked his lips, "Do you have to drink so much if you want to live forever..."

"The immortal potion does need to be taken again at intervals to maintain the effect... Oh, please don't worry, this is not something you need to drink all of it at once... Uh... Sorry, I did a little more at once for convenience..." I realized Mr. Granger's exaggerated thought just now, and Alan continued to add, "Of course, you can distribute these potions yourself, and if you have other important relatives, of course you can also take them. When Hermione becomes familiar with the refining of the elixir of immortality, she can refine them as much as she needs."

"Allen, are you saying that my father and the others can do it? ... But such a big secret, what if someone is not serious about the word of mouth is revealed and others know about it?" Mrs. Granger asked worriedly. If it was accidentally leaked to Hermione, it would be unfair to cause trouble to Allen. "I remember that there is a secret law in your wizarding world. Doesn't it prohibit us to mention information about the wizarding world to others?"

"It's okay, mom, I will use confusion spells to make grandpa and the others think they are just health products that work well." Hermione explained, "When it comes to a point where it will cause others to doubt, we can also move to another place to live. Don't worry about the problem of our government files. Even if it's a computer, it's easy to solve it with just a few spells."

"In fact, my relationship with the Prime Minister is pretty good, and there is no big problem with taking the normal path." Allen doesn't care. He originally wanted to break the secret law.

However, unlike the cheerful festive atmosphere in the UK, deep in the Albanian forest, Giderro Lohart, wearing the Death Eater mask, followed behind a group of Death Eaters, who escorted a group of newly arrested Muggles and opened the huge hole of the black wasteland.

Looking at the huge mouth that was about to swallow their hole, the suppressed cry of the Muggles who were still living a rare holiday happily the day before, immediately ran out. They fell into the hands of these evil monsters, and what situations they would face in the future make them more afraid the more they guessed.

"Get in quickly, don't cry, otherwise your fate will be the same as those dirty goods I burned!" A fire flew over the heads of the group of muggles, flew to the sky and then went out. Rabastan Lesterlanch's malicious eyes passed by these muggles. For the sake of safety, the destination deliberately chose Eastern Europe, where they had never had trouble before, so it took longer than before. However, while the local Ministry of Magic had no experience in confrontation, the number of people arrested was much higher than planned. The owner should be satisfied with this... Many of them could enjoy a few mud plants for them to play with - there was too little entertainment in the cellar.
Chapter completed!