Armor

In a corridor of the Grafton Manor.

Lucien stood in the middle of the corridor, before him a suit of silver-white medieval knight armor, its plates polished to a gleaming shine, gleaming with a cool luster in the light.

Holding a magic wand, he would occasionally tap the joints of the armor, inscribing fine magical runes.

The runes glowed faintly the moment they were engraved, then disappeared beneath the metal surface, as if absorbed by the armor itself.

Aunt Penelope watched Lucien busily working with great interest. She couldn't see any trace of magic flowing through him, but watching her child so focused on his task was a pleasure in itself.

"Judging by their appearance, they really look like creations from centuries ago," Penelope said with curiosity. "Do your wizarding schools display these kinds of 'antiques'?"

While adjusting the shoulder joints of his armor, Lucien replied, "There are quite a few old suits of armor in the school. They are both school property and protections, and they will attack any intruders."

"Oh?" Penelope raised an eyebrow. "So, can they distinguish between their own kind and intruders? Do they have senses too?"

"It's all about using magic to distinguish and identify them," Lucien said. "As for the senses, I once saw an armored warrior smash his companion to pieces with a flail because the companion's singing was awful, although he eventually managed to put his companion back together..."

Penelope chuckled, finding the wizarding world fascinating; even the armor was so "lively."

She watched as Lucien took a crystal-clear ruby from his pocket—the gem was small, its color vibrant and pure, like a drop of congealed blood.

The gem was pressed against the chest of the armor, and the silvery-white armor surface seemed to be touched, automatically indenting itself to create a groove that perfectly accommodated the gem. The metal at the edges flowed and extended like mercury, then solidified again, encasing the gem perfectly.

Penelope exclaimed, "What amazing magic!"

Lucien patted the chest of the armor.

A flash of red light appeared in the black eye sockets of the armor, as if a gaze had swept through them, before it vanished instantly, and all was calm again.

Looking at the Winky silver armor, Lucien nodded in satisfaction.

Using a simplified version of the Sorcerer's Stone as its energy source, this Alchemy Puppet can be equipped with more structures, making its functions more diverse, and its combat capabilities have also improved significantly.

Having money (and energy) means you can do whatever you want.

He walked around the armor, intending to paint it in the classic red and gold color scheme and add a "reactor" design to the chest.

But that would be too ahead of its time; the original comics won't be drawn for decades.

Lucien glanced at the system panel briefly; the progress of completing the Emerald Tablet task remained completely unchanged.

The requirement for completing the Emerald Tablet is to promote wizarding civilization through potions and alchemy, not only by researching and creating them, but also by disseminating them.

They can be sold directly as before, or the relevant knowledge and technology can be written into papers, published, or compiled into books for dissemination; they need to truly enter the lives of wizards.

In addition, potions and alchemical tools that have been improved by oneself are also included, provided that the degree of improvement meets the judgment criteria.

For example, the Wolfsbane Potion he improved before met the requirements.

However, before attempting to sell the improved version of the Wolfsbane Potion, they must first obtain the consent of its inventor, Damocles Belby.

For potions that have already been made public, it doesn't matter how they are privately refined or improved, but if the improved potion is to be sold publicly, then it must be discussed with the original owner.

Lucien had no way of contacting Damocles, but he knew someone who could, such as one of the youngest Potions Master.

Come to think of it, he hadn't even added Snape as a friend on Snape's Instant Whisper, and didn't even know if Snape had bought a copy of Instant Whisper.

I'll pay a visit in a few days.