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They were also shocked by Braun's refining statement.

Isn't it true that potions should be used as alcohol lamps?

What is this fire spell?

Could it be that potions can still be refined like this?

It's unheard of and unbelievable.

Even Webb was shocked by Braun's refining methods.

Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, but through these two games.

I have to say that Braun is indeed better than him.

At the very least, he wouldn't be able to control the Fire Charm so skillfully.

......

There are quite a few wizards who can question the recipe of potions.

But there are very few wizards who can question the recipe endorsed by the Potions Masters Association personally.

Just like those viewers subconsciously think.

You can't go wrong with the Potions Guild.

Then the only one who can go wrong is the Potions Master.

Not being able to refine it will only make them think that it is due to a mistake in their own steps.

And it is precisely this kind of thinking that makes these little wizards fail.

In the square, only Braun and the short boy were still refining potions.

Others stood there watching as if they were spectators.

The eyes of the two of them only glanced back and forth at each other.

And Braun and the short boy were also constantly refining nervously under these glances.

Even the young man who was still confident began to sweat faintly between his sideburns at this moment.

He didn't expect Braun to use such a method to speed up the refining of potions.

It is even said that Braun at this moment has faintly begun to catch up with him.

"Bastard!

Where did the monster come from, 0 didn't waste a minute or a second of time the whole time!"

The boy glanced at Braun and cursed inwardly.

He had never imagined that someone would have such an experienced refining technique.

Potions are something that needs to be practiced with disdain.

Could it be that this guy has been learning potions since he was a child?

The young man couldn't help but have such an absurd idea in his heart.

Braun was certainly not the kind of veteran he had been immersed in potions since childhood.

It had only been four years since he had actually come into contact with potions.

The reason why we can not waste a minute or a second of our time.

It's all because of the boost that Potions Master has brought him.

"Hurry up!"

Webb couldn't help but cheer for Braun.

Although the two sides are at odds with each other because of their fathers.

But that doesn't mean he wants Braun to lose.

It is also a potions family on the European continent.

Of course, I don't want a person from a wild country in my eyes to win the first place.

This is simply an insult to a descendant of the Potions family in the European continent like him.

In comparison, it was not as good as Braun's victory.

At least everyone is from the European continent.

Even if you lose it, you have to look better on face.

"Come on, don't lose to him!"

Under the stands, Fleur also secretly cheered for Braun.

It's just that there is still some worry in his eyes.

Braun was a lot happier, though, because of his use of flames.

But compared with the teenager who is already a lot ahead, there is still a big gap.

"Humph!"

The corners of the short boy's mouth couldn't help but sneer.

The first (abai) put the dried leeches in.

One more glance at Braun saw that he was still stirring.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that this time I ......

Before the thought was finished, he was interrupted by an exclamation.

He looked at it with some dissatisfaction.

It was found to be the sorceress of the Samba Kingdom with oil paint on her face.

At this moment, she was covering her mouth in surprise and looking in Braun's direction.

He couldn't help but follow the girl's line of sight.

I saw the already vigorous flames in front of Braun soaring into the air.

The cauldron boiled in flames under Braun's magic.

The mixing time, which would have taken at least two minutes to complete, was completed in an instant.

Braun watched intently as the cauldron threw the dried leech into it.

As soon as the leech dried into the crucible.

It was as if he had come to life.

Wander in the crucibles.

Slowly, the gray-black color on his body also dissolved in the potion as if it had faded.

The moon-white potion fades away, replaced by a gray one.

And the leeches gradually disappeared from the transparent into the crucible.

It was as if it had been melted.

Taking advantage of the gap, Braun turned his head to look at the short boy.

Compared with yourself, the other party is already the last step.

"Wonderful! I never thought that refining potions could be so intense!"

A big fat man in the audience blushed and said excitedly.

The rest of the audience was also excited.

"This is truly a romance that belongs only to the Potions Master!"

"Who would have thought that the duel between potions masters could be so fierce!"

Compared with the audience, the VIP seat is much quieter.

Although it was quiet, the crowd in the VIP table was still talking.

Discuss with each other which of the two will win.

"Which Mr. Nancol do you think?"

Matthew asked, turning to his side.

It seems that I have heard about the fierce duel here.

Nico, who was originally a referee in the senior group, came here to watch the excitement after a few words. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"It's hard to say, although Braun's child's hand of the fire spell refining potion seems novel, but that young man is more dominant after all!

Of course ......"

Nicol smiled.

"I'd definitely prefer Braun to win.

After all, I don't really like the arrogance of the hillbillies in the United States!"

"I heard ......"

Matthew hesitated:

"Lost in the youth group?"

Nicol sighed:

"yes, I didn't expect to lose in the youth group.

On the senior side, because there are still a few old immortals, they didn't let the championship be taken away by others.

Now it's up to the junior group. "

Matthew's face became a lot more gloomy:

"Those guys from the United States are really here prepared this year!"

Nicol smacked his lips:

"The tide has returned, and they're starting to be dishonest too!

It's normal, it's just that I don't know what their confidence is. "

Saying this, Matthew also seemed a little confused.

In the past, although there was some friction between the two anti-dumping parties, under the influence of some historical reasons, they still maintained a certain degree of harmony.

But in the last two years, the actions of the United States have begun to get bigger and bigger!

The behavior has become a little unscrupulous.

"Hmph! If it weren't for your Gaul containment, Gaul sent troops to help stop England in the independence of the United States. Please do not delve into history. ）

Those hillbillies can't escape our clutches at all!"

"What does this have to do with me?

I'm a long-lived antique, after all, the Gallic Ministry of Magic did all that. "

Nicol said innocently.

It's just that this look can't fool Matthew.

If it weren't for the existence of this old fellow, the wizarding world of Gaul would have been conquered in several wars.

The reason why Gaul is still able to occupy a place on the European continent today is because of Nicol.

As long as this 600-year-old antique does not die, the wizarding world of Gaul will never be ignored.

"Come on, don't embarrass the wizards of the European continent!"

"Slap that hillbilly in the face!"

“......"

Although the Potions Masters Tournament is a world convention.

However, the majority of the participating countries were from the European continent.

After all, the Potions Guild was born in Europe.

The audience is also dominated by wizards from the European continent.

They had long since gotten tired of the hillbillies of the United States chattering there.

At the moment, their best hope was that Braun would be able to complete the potion refining first, and slap that guy in the face.

Listen to the shouts of the audience.

The short boy's face couldn't help but look a lot ugly.

He didn't say much, though.

At this moment, all his energy was tied to the crucible in front of him.

The same is true of Braun.

On the square, a flame rises and is dazzling.

The other is steady, using the most traditional alcohol lamps.

"You're about to make it! Don't lose!"

Watching the cauldron stir slower and slower, Fleur muttered to herself as she clenched her palms tightly.

"Don't lose!"

Webb also thought nervously.

He didn't make a sound, and even said that he even subconsciously lowered his breathing a lot.

It seemed that he was afraid that the sound of his breathing would disturb Braun, who was concentrating at the moment.

At this moment, the hearts of countless people were hanging in their throats.

His eyes looked at the two people in the square without blinking.

The shouts and cheers were all gone.

Everyone looked at the two of them seriously.

Looking at the potion that is almost finished.

Braun gritted his teeth.

"Fight!"

The already small amount of magic poured out at once.

Let the exuberant flames seem to rise to the sky.

The clouds in the sky are blazing red.

It was as if it was going to burn the sky.

"It's broken!"

Matthew, who was still hesitant about who would win and who would lose in the VIP seat.

I can't help but think of it.

The more cautious the potion is when it comes to final formation, the better.

I think the last step is the most critical.

But Braun suddenly increased the flames at this moment.

It's as if the materials are being rubbed together roughly.

"This guy!"

Webb couldn't help but feel a little angry, too reckless!.