Settle at Hogwarts

Seeing that Tabor didn't agree immediately, Fusco leaned into Tabor's ear and whispered: "I don't need your money."

Tabor shook his head: "It's free so I don't need it, but if it tastes bad, I will definitely tell my classmates."

Fusco patted his chest confidently: "Don't worry, my ice cream is very popular among the Hufflepuff juniors, but it just opened today, so there are not many people."

"Is that so? Then I have to try it." In fact, Tabor is still looking forward to Fusco's ice cream. After all, if he can open an ice cream shop for more than half a century in the future, the taste should not be too bad.

Tabor sat under an umbrella, and Fusco quickly brought over a tray with two portions of ice cream.

"The raspberries were picked fresh in the morning, and were paired with a spoonful of vanilla orchid powder from Madagascar and half a spoonful of almond milk. Finally, they were garnished with fresh mint leaves." Fusco proudly introduced the first serving of raspberry ice cream.

Tabor picked up a small spoon and scratched the ice cream ball with a beautiful color: "It looks very good, the color is relatively light, the appearance is firm, the shape is maintained well, and there are no ice crystals."

The moment it was put into your mouth, the sweet, soft and delicate taste exploded in your mouth: "Vanilla powder and milk go well together, plus the slightly sour taste of raspberries, I think your ice cream will definitely be sold 60 years from now." , of course provided that you are still opening a store at that time.”

Perhaps desserts can indeed make people feel happy, so Tabor rarely made a joke with Fusco, who was not too familiar with him.

"As long as you like it, there's also this chocolate nut one, you can try it too."

After Tabor tried it again, he felt that it was also very good. Generally, it is difficult for ordinary people to control the aspects of making ice cream, but it seems to be easy for wizards to solve.

"Actually, I prefer cherries to raspberries. If you want to launch a new product, you might want to consider it. In addition, I will recommend your place to others." After finishing speaking, Tabor dropped a Gallon left here.

Although the ice cream was delicious, Tabor wanted to return to Spider End Alley quickly to see what was in the pink box containing the contents of the two vaults.

Fusco wasn't originally going to take the money, but when he saw Taber leaving, he hesitated and didn't catch up. At the same time, he decided to start researching a cherry ice cream when he had nothing to do in the future.

Tabor didn't know what Fusco was thinking. At this time, he had returned to No. 9 Spider End Alley. He carefully opened the pink box. When he saw that there was no movement in it, he slowly poked his head in.

Different from Newt's box, there was a large space under the stairs in this box, and the open space that was supposed to be reserved was filled with Galleons and other things collected from the vault.

Tabor pulled out his head, stepped into the box with one foot, stepped on it, and then walked into the box carefully.

Standing on the stairs, he drew out his wand and used the floating spell to clear an open space before jumping into the middle of a pile of gold galleons.

"Hey, kid, are you Inas's child?"

The sudden sound startled Tabor, but when he saw the portraits hanging on the sides of the bookshelves at the edge of the open space, he immediately understood the source of the sound.

"excuse me, you are?"

"Aha! Is there another little guy here? Hey, this one doesn't seem to be an adult yet!"

"Yes, ancestor, you are also awake."

"Ahem, everyone, stop for a moment. We should give guidance to the younger generations as usual. Don't make any noise."

"Oh ho ho ho, kid, do you have a lot of questions?"

As Taber got closer, he discovered that there were many bookshelves on the edge of the open space, surrounding the entire open space, and many of the bookshelves had portraits hanging on them, including men and women, young people and old people.

"Come here, let me see you."

Tabor approached the portrait that was speaking. There was a middle-aged man inside, who seemed to resemble Inas if he looked closely.

"Well, your hair and eyes don't look like Inas, but I feel that you are indeed his child. Well, I am your grandfather."

Tabor blinked and said nothing.

"Well, since you don't want to hear this, I'll keep it short. This is where alchemy is passed down, and of course there are other knowledges as well. The first principal of Beauxbatons hung there, and she spent all her life learning on it. Put it on the bookshelf. Then it is passed on to the student who is most satisfied with it. After that, some people choose to pass it on to future generations, and some choose to pass it on to students or apprentices. Each owner can conduct alchemy experiments here and leave himself The results will be passed on to future generations.”

The man in the portrait said, but his face suddenly became a little sad: "It's a pity that my little Inas has never come in since I became a portrait. Now that she is passing this box to you, it should be You don’t want to see me anymore.”

"Um, I've never heard my mother say anything about her family. Can you tell me more about it?" Tabor asked curiously. He could feel that his mother seemed to hate his grandparents. There wasn't even a portrait of them at home. .

"There's actually nothing bad to say about this. My name is Noel Locke. I'm a mixed-race wizard. After graduating from Beauxbatons, I was spotted by my alchemy class professor at the time, so I got this box. After that, I and a Ordinary people get married and have your mother, Inas. Fortunately, Inas is also a wizard, and I will take her with me when I do experiments here. I have always been fascinated by alchemy, so I can have a Bloodline inheritors are very good. In fact, there are not too many alchemists who have descendants, but they basically choose to pass them on to their descendants. Until a failed experiment, I became a portrait, and Inas’s My mother was just an ordinary person, and she didn’t even leave a portrait.”

"So, mother hasn't come in since more than ten years ago?"

"Oh, yes, I think she will never forgive me, after all, I killed her mother." Mr. Locke wiped his eyes sadly.

"Okay, Locke, alchemy experiments are inherently dangerous. Look, don't many of us die young?" An old man next to him said impatiently.

"Yeah, little guy, how is your alchemy? If you can't meet our requirements, it won't be interesting." A portrait of a young witch said proudly, raising her chin.

"But, I don't know how to do alchemy!" Tabor said somewhat innocently.

"impossible!"

......

"impossible!"

"Wait a minute, Tubo, how could you not know alchemy? There should always be alchemy classes at Beauxbatons, as well as alchemy lectures."

Tabor said weakly: "But, I went to Hogwarts!"