Chapter 453 It’s Over. I Think I’ve Made a Mess.

"It's time to get busy!" Les couldn't help but stretch.

I hope that I can prepare the potion before the next stage of the competition starts. By then...

While thinking about the future, Les thought of a question: According to Rowena's description, the newly resurrected little Godric should be in a very weak state, like a baby, so who will take care of him?

After thinking about it, Les decided to bury this problem in his heart and not reveal it to the public.

Anyway, he is a student now, so the job of taking care of Gryffindor will definitely not fall on him.

Let Rowena and Helga suffer!

"Thank you for your hard work, Salazar." Helga said seriously: "If there is anything you need us to do, just ask without being polite."

"Dumbledore has a phoenix, right? I want some of that phoenix's blood, tears, and some feathers."

After hesitating for two seconds, Les finally didn't let Helga and Rowena help him collect Phoenix's feces.

If the potion was made from the phoenix's feces, Godric would not let him go after his resurrection.

"No problem." Helga agreed immediately. This was a simple matter for her.

Les thought for a while, if he still couldn't make a suitable potion with these materials, then he could only consider using the venom of the Snake King.

After asking Helga to collect materials for the Phoenix, Les felt that he had nothing to entrust his companions to do. However, he still had a question that needed Rowena to answer.

"Rowner, is there a difference in the speed of time inside and outside your little world?" Les had noticed this problem before in the alchemy world.

The natives in the alchemy world seem to have a lot of history. The last catastrophe seemed like a long time ago to them.

This isn't right. Rowena has only been awake for a few years, so how can he leave so much time for the natives? So it can only be a matter of time flow rate.

"It's indeed different. Sometimes I artificially accelerate the flow of time. One day outside, a hundred years may have passed in the world. But later on, when the world loses control, I can't speed up the flow of time in the small world at will. Only After you players enter, I have an anchor point and can forcefully control the flow of time one to one."

Les's eyes suddenly widened.

"What is the ratio of time under normal circumstances?" Les became a little nervous.

"It's not fixed. If it's less, it's one day outside and one year inside. If it's more, it's not impossible that it's ten years."

Les:!

From now on until the second stage of the competition begins, there are two full months, which means that at least sixty years have passed! If you are unlucky, even six hundred years have passed!

"This is why I gradually lost control. The time inside flows too fast, and powerful people appear more frequently." Rowena spread his hands: "Even if I frequently activate 'Great Tribulation', I can't eliminate the real threat." Those people. And after the catastrophe, the flow of time will suddenly accelerate. This is the resistance of the world's will."

Only by entering in person and seizing the fragments of the world's origins like Les can truly weaken this out-of-control alchemical world. Rowena's catastrophe was just a way to stop the boiling water, and Rice's behavior was the bottom line.

Les rubbed his hands: This is a bit troublesome...

"Ah, by the way, there is one more thing." When the discussion was settled and Les was about to leave Helga's office, he seemed to suddenly remember something and mentioned it unintentionally: "Next time During the competition, let the contestants bring some detoxifying potions! I always feel that the organizers of the competition do not have adequate protection measures for the contestants.”

This sentence sounded meaningless, but the two old friends had been with him for many years and were like roundworms in his stomach, so they naturally understood what he meant.

Les also knew that doing so was tantamount to self-destruction in the eyes of his two old friends, but he had nothing to do. The problem of time flow mentioned by Rowena was really annoying.

He did a small experiment when he left the alchemy world.

If it was just a few months or even a few years, Les thought it would be fine, but Rowena's statement that one day on the outside and at least one year on the inside really made him a little uneasy. The potion he released was no ordinary poison, it was a potion with the ability to slowly evolve...

Even Rice himself is not sure what the experiments he left behind will look like after decades or even centuries of development, but there is a high probability that they are beyond his control. If most of the contestants were poisoned to death at once, it would be a big trouble, so Rice suggested strengthening the protection of the contestants.

As long as you prepare the players in advance, there won't be any problems... right?

Rowena and Helga stared directly at Les, making Les feel a little guilty.

But after he thought about it, he felt confident again: This alchemical world was originally meant to be destroyed, what happened if I did some experiments? If you have any objections, don't let me in again!

Leis, who realized that he had eaten Rowena, instantly regained his composure.

"What's the matter? If nothing happens, I'll go back and rest first."

Rowena and Helga looked at each other, and Helga couldn't help but sigh.

"You go back first." Rowena didn't have any special opinions on what Salazar did. This was the tacit agreement she and Salazar had reached, and it was considered reward for Salazar's hard work in helping her clean up the mess.

If the entrance to the alchemy world had not been closed after the first stage of the competition, and the contestants could not enter again, she would definitely put Salazar in to experiment as much as she wanted.

"Don't go too far." Helga told Les very seriously.

In the alchemy world, she would tolerate any death. But if those things were brought into the real world and accidentally released, she would not let Salazar go!

"I understand." Les nodded very seriously.

He still understood the weight of his experiments. Once out of control, Hogwarts would probably turn into a dead zone in an instant.

After saying goodbye to the two old friends, Les walked out of Helga's office and sneaked back to the common room of Slytherin College, where there was indeed a dance.

When Les entered the door, Malfoy appeared in front of him, holding Pansy Parkinson and turning around.

Malfoy: ...

Les: ...

The scene was a little awkward.

Malfoy made the decision in about half a second: he danced away with Pansy in his arms as if he hadn't seen anything.

Rhys was extremely glad that he didn't attend the celebration of Slytherin College. He walked straight to the dormitory, intending to wait until this boring celebration was over before coming out.

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Here is the late night update. Hehehe, didn't expect it? There will be another chapter this afternoon or evening.