Although the work that John and the Ravenclaw boy did in this black workshop was very bitter and dangerous, they were considered ‘high-tech’.

As it should be, their wages are far higher than other student workers, and their hourly wage alone reaches 1 silver per hour.

In addition, for every pot made, that is, 5 bottles of inferior ecstasy, they also have a commission of 1 Silver Sike.

Under this kind of incentive mechanism, John did it very seriously.

Although he was hot and sweaty in a short while under the high temperature baking of the cauldron, he didn't even care about wiping, and only put all his energy on the liquid medicine in the cauldron.

Seeing that the color of the liquid in the crucible began to change from dark to light, and the original stinking pungent odor gradually became mild, John was relieved and he began to artificially cool and install the tube with a smile on his face.

Although his order needs to be divided into half of the commission because of the handling of the materials by the young Ravenclaw in the front, it is still regarded as an income.

When John finished filling the potion and set it aside, he saw that the Peppy ghost who was supposed to be guarding the door went straight through the wall and floated over the classroom to look at him with interest.

John's brows frowned unconsciously, knowing that this kid must have done nothing good here, but when he looked back, he continued to pick up a piece of material from the basket beside him and start processing.

That leather ghost is also real leather. Seeing John ignore him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he sneaked under the workbench. Then a fierce man drilled directly from the table, scared that John, who was cutting the material with a scraper, not only directly A fire-ash snake egg was scrapped, and it almost slashed in his hand.

"I said Pippi, don't deceive people too much!"

John gritted his teeth with the spatula tightly.

But Pipigui intended to be too boring and wanted to find someone to talk to, or he wanted to find someone to fight with him, and when he saw it, he turned around on John's head happily:

"Why? You still want to go to the two red-haired boys, George and Fred, to file a complaint? Say that I disrupted your work, caused your work mistakes and wasted materials?"

Pepigui's voice was not small, and it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

He was even happier when he saw it.

"I can tell you clearly, it's useless!" Pippi grinned and said, "You don't really think that the little Jin Jialong in the hands of the red-haired brothers George and Fred can be hired. Me? The reason why you Uncle Pipigui is willing to stay here without complaining is because they promised that I can play tricks on you at will! So you go and complain. After complaining, I'm afraid that it will be you who will be expelled. !Hahaha-"

Many students in the workshop all bowed their heads amid Pippi's wild laugh.

John's scalp was numb and angry, but more helpless.

He knew that there were no people in this workshop who dared to resist Peppy and the Weasley brothers.

Because Pippi was also serving as a supervisor while serving as a security guard, those so-called hard bones had already resigned after being tricked in the past few days.

Even John himself is not really hard.

All of their reactions fell into Pippi's eyes.

Pippi's expression immediately became as refreshing as a glass of ice drink in a dog days.

Seeing that John's face still had a vague look of disgust, Pippi dropped some height and sneered at John:

"Why, you little devil is not convinced? I know you are that Link Foley's roommate, do you still want to go to him to sue? But you really think he will help you out? If he really cares about you, How can you sit back and watch you work here? You must know that he is the heir to the Foley family, and a little bit of pocket money in his hand is enough for you, right?"

"I don't allow you to insult my friend!" John said angrily, "Link does not prevent him from coming here to work. It is what a friend should do. If he gives me money, I will not be friends with him anymore. !"

"Ha! I think your kid is not only poor, but also has a brain problem! Link Ferry doesn't treat you as a brother at all. It's ridiculous that you are still talking to him here!"

Pippi sarcasm loudly and unscrupulously.

Many other students in the classroom also cast smirk or pity eyes at John.

Obviously they also agreed with Pippi, thinking that John's words were just a cover to avoid shame.

This makes John so angry.

The friendship between him and Link has been maintained very well all the time.

He also wants to continue to maintain this friendship.

The key here is that he can't mix any interest in this friendship, especially Chi Guoguo's money.

That's why he was willing to ask Link to help solve Snape's thesis but he was reluctant to ask Link to borrow money.

We must know that the former is a question of knowledge among students, while the latter is completely different.

To this day, both Link and he have shown a tacit understanding in this regard.

They all know that no matter if any one of them opens the mouth, then their relationship will change.

In this regard, John was very pleased and moved.

Because this means that in Link's eyes, he is also a friend who can communicate with each other on an equal footing, not others.

This can be seen from the fact that Link is still willing to bring him breakfast every other time.

For a person like Link, the effort required to bring breakfast for him may be far more than that of Jin Jialong.

If you really look down on him, why bother?

Wouldn't it be easier to just drop a bag of Jin Jialong?

However, John knew that these people around him had nothing to do, and were unwilling to understand the reasons, so he closed his mouth and continued to invest in the making of the potion.

Pippi naturally refused to give up, and continued to tease in John's ears.

It's a pity that John had already moved his hands and feet on the transparent cover of the bubble head curse, directly blocking out outside sounds.

With his dedication, the materials in the basket of kung fu in only half an afternoon were formally exhausted. Instead, the test tube racks on the workbench were filled with inferior ecstasy.

"call!"

John let out a long sigh of relief, took out a mechanical watch and glanced at it. Seeing that there was still some time before the dinner shift, he pulled a thick red rope hanging on his side.

Although this red rope is simply suspended from the ceiling, it is actually a simple communication device that George and Fred have recently developed.

As long as someone pulls the red rope, the other red rope in the classroom that is used as the warehouse next door will also move, and then someone will receive news and come to supplement the raw materials.

Such a rope is equipped with each workbench, but because the others are just making ordinary quick-acting truant candy, their rope is only white instead of bright red with the meaning of emergency.

After a short while, a small Hufflepuff boy who looked only in grades 1 and 2 pushed the door of the car and walked in.

He also carried a basket on his back.

The basket is very large, and it is densely packed with various potion materials, some of which are still dripping wet.

Because the size of the basket is too far from the boy's figure, this makes the other person look more like an umbrella mushroom.

The boy didn't go directly to John's.

Instead, he wandered around in the classroom with the hard work of holding the basket. Seeing that someone had a vacancy in the material basket, he grabbed some from the basket above his head to make up for it.

This kind of action is obviously too much for a little boy.

After only a few back and forth, the boy was panting and sweating.

It's just that others are used to it, and they don't even care about it.

After all, this kid didn’t get less money than them, and although the work he did was fortunate, but there was no difficulty. It can be said that he could be recruited by the two vampires, George and Fred, and returned the full salary. It's simply a big luck.

Unlike the others, John has been watching the little boy walking back and forth in the dense workbench with worried eyes.

As the person with the highest attainments in potions present, he knows how dangerous such a bad pharmaceutical environment and such a dense workbench are.

Those unstable crucibles may explode directly in this case as long as they are slightly bumped.

Even when he entered this workshop, he had to be very cautious and cautious, for fear that it would disturb other people and cause evil consequences.

This little boy is like dancing on the tip of a knife.

Maybe the little boy was unlucky today, or maybe John has some talent for divination.

In short, what he was worried about finally happened.

I saw that the little boy stepped on something while walking, stumbled under his feet, and the big basket above his head was also skewed.

Coincidentally, the crooked basket hit the arm of a student worker nearby.

And the student worker happened to be holding the spoon again, adding little by little to the crucible full of boiling concoction.

After being beaten like this, the medicine powder that should have been added slowly and appropriately in his spoon was smashed into the cauldron together with the spoon.

The originally clear liquid medicine in the crucible instantly turned black, and a violent reaction began as a large number of bubbles emerged.

Immediately after...

Bang—

A huge explosion sounded in this closed workshop, shocking the people around.

But before they could react and look back, another scream that was even worse rang out again.

"Get out! Get out!"

John struggled to remove the workbench and students that were blocked in front of him, and ran towards the little boy in the middle of the crowd who was rolling and wailing on the ground with his face covered in his hands.

Just now he saw with his own eyes the hot liquid medicine in the cauldron directly exploding on the boy's face.

Based on his experience, the pot of quick-acting skip class syrup just now is being made to the point where dragon stone powder is added.

Once the powder of dragon stone powder is added too much, the syrup in the crucible will have strong corrosiveness!

In the case of being directly poured with highly corrosive syrup on his face, if he is not treated in time, then the little boy will die!

John moved faster and faster. After overturning dozens of workbenches, John finally rushed to the little boy's side.

He didn't talk nonsense, and pulled away the boy's hands covering his face.

The horror scene that appeared in front of him made John's eyes flushed instantly.

"Stop screaming! Don't open your mouth! Don't let the syrup run into your mouth!"

John roared and copied a large bottle of neutralization solution from the workbench next door and poured it on the boy's face. While pouring it, he used the dragon leather gloves on his hand to help pour out the viscous syrup.

After he turned it over, the little boy who had just obediently shut up screamed even more violently.

John didn't care, until the syrup was cleaned out, he took out the potion Link had previously given him to save him and poured it into the boy's mouth.

Finally, the little boy's screams stopped.

This was not due to the first aid potion, but the little boy fainted in pain.

But the potion that John consumed was not useless.

At least the corrosion on the boy's wound has been greatly improved, and the danger to his life should be eliminated.

It's a pity that at this time the little boy's face, including the skin on his head, had been corroded, and his entire head and face had been disfigured, and he couldn't see it at all.

John lowered his head to observe the little boy's injury, knowing that he could not delay if he wanted to save the child's face, and he picked up the child and walked outside the classroom.

However, before he could take two steps, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open, and George and Fred blocked John in front of him.

"What's happening here?"

George looked at the little boy in John's arms and screamed.

"The crucible exploded, and the child was overwhelmed by the corrosive high-temperature syrup."

This matter cannot be concealed from the two ‘bosses’ George and Fred, so even if the situation is urgent, John still explained it concisely and concisely.

George and Fred looked at each other when they heard the words, and while remaining silent, they didn't mean to give way at all.

This made John's face gloomy all at once.

He saw it.

George and Fred may have other ideas.

But in the present situation, their thoughts are not important at all.

"Hurry up!"

John shouted and was about to push forward, but was pushed back by George and Fred.

"John, absolutely can't let him go to the infirmary like this!"

"Yes, John, if Madam Pomfrey knew how his injury came from, our workshop would not go on!"

"Well, I still have a few very good herbal medicine and potions double-study classmates, I will ask them to come over to help this...this little classmate, how about guaranteeing that he will not have any major problems?"

George and Fred sang and talked together.

Hearing that John was stunned as if he had heard some ancient anecdote, and it took several seconds before he rebuked:

"You are still thinking of your own workshop for things that are life-threatening? What if..."

"Nothing in case! This is not just our own business. Where do you let so many students go to make money after the workshop is closed? You clearly want to ruin everyone's money!" George interrupted after turning around. We know you, John, don’t you just want the hush money? We just give it to you, let me think about..."

George paused, then said in painful pain, "How about a golden Jialong? This is your labor cost for several days."

John almost laughed at the words. UU Read www.uukānshu.com coldly snorted and just wanted to continue to refute, but he only felt a chill suddenly appeared behind him.

He turned his head inexplicably.

But I don't know when, the students who had been hiding in the distance had gathered behind him at this moment, and they were looking at him with complicated eyes that contained a variety of emotions such as hatred and intolerance.

This scene also fell in the eyes of George and Fred.

Fred saw that the corners of his mouth rose slightly and announced loudly:

"Of course, you also have a hush fee! Everyone present today, as long as they promise not to disclose the matter, no one will give out 5 silver Sicos!"

George pointed to John and added:

"In addition, help me hold down this guy who wants to make everyone have no money. No one will give me a silver sicor for labor fees!"

As soon as George and Fred had finished speaking, the crowd suddenly became agitated.