After the Halloween Feast, Draco immediately summoned all his organization members.
Besides Chris Nott.
"This guy clashed with Prewett before and even insulted Granger. I can't associate with him anymore," Draco decided in his mind.
Their organizational meetings were confidential, so they couldn't hold them in the common room and instead found an abandoned classroom.
"Draco, everyone's here," Crabbe reminded him.
A few candles lit up the table, illuminating everyone's faces.
Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, Pansy Parkinson, Dick Borgin, and Draco Malfoy.
There were five people in total, all of whom came from Pure-blood families.
"Thank you all for attending the first meeting of the Glorious Tower." The candlelight flickered, casting Draco's shadow on the wall.
He said in a deep voice, "You are all familiar faces, so I won't introduce you one by one. Let's get straight to the point."
"Before that, Malfoy, shouldn't you explain to us what happened at Hogsmeade?" Dick Borgin tapped the table, his features somewhat blurred in the candlelight.
"Didn't you say you were going to challenge Prewett to a wizarding duel? Why did you change your mind at the last minute and start claiming kinship?" Dick Borgin said.
Draco answered without hesitation, "Those are all rumors. My brother and I are brothers by blood; there was just some misunderstanding before."
Goyle and Crabbe exchanged a glance. "Yes, yes, yes."
Parkinson seemed lost in thought, while Borgin remained silent.
Draco, not wanting to dwell on the matter, quickly changed the subject. "Let's get down to business."
Gazing at the flickering flames before him, Draco thought to himself, "I must quietly work hard to strengthen the organization, and then recruit Prewett. That way, I can consider myself superior to him!"
After receiving the letter from Lucius, Draco readily abandoned his original stance and resolutely accepted Silan as his brother.
But deep down, they still harbored a competitive spirit, albeit a subtle one.
Thinking of this, Draco's fighting spirit was renewed.
After brewing a large quantity of Potions, Silan became much more proficient with these Potions.
Efficiency has been greatly improved, especially after becoming familiar with operating multiple crucibles simultaneously.
With the constant reminders from the timed watch Hermione gave him, he adjusted his schedule, ensured he got enough rest, and his overall mental state improved significantly.
Whether it was making Potions or attending classes, she became much more adept at it.
After finishing making today's Potions, Silan got up to rest for a while before starting to make alchemical items.
He had already finished smelting the materials and analyzing the Ancient Runes Nicolas Flamel had embedded in the Storage Ring.
Now all you need to do is imitate and nest the Ancient Runes framework inside.
Silan took out the materials he had smelted last time, waved his wand, and used Transfiguration Spell to turn them into a silver pocket watch.
The shimmering outline of the crystal core trembled in Silan's hand, slowly extending and expanding in all directions. The irregular edges gradually disappeared, eventually becoming a circle.
With a flash of light, the pocket watch took shape, its chain curling up, and hung in Silan's hand.
Silan took the pocket watch in his hand, turned it over and over to examine it, then thought for a moment and continued to wave his wand, examining the pocket watch in more detail.
He added some delicate patterns and engraved the Slytherin house crest on the dial.
Only after all this is done can alchemy truly begin.
Silan activated [[Wizard's Eye]], took out the Storage Ring given to him by Nicolas Flamel, and floated it in the air. While carefully observing the Ancient Runes frame of the Storage Ring, he waved his wand to condense Ancient Runes.
To give a pocket watch, which has no inherent ability to hold items, a storage function, one must first use several Ancient Runes to create a space within the pocket watch that is supported by magic.
This step was completed very smoothly.
But unexpected events followed.
After the magic space appeared, it became extremely unstable. In the vision of Silan [Wizard's Eye], the magic gradually became chaotic.
In the midst of the riotous magic, the space that was carved out was like a cardboard box being squeezed by a tremendous force, slowly Transfiguration and even on the verge of collapsing.
Silan frowned, staring intently at the pocket watch. "We need to stabilize the magic space first, otherwise the materials will be ruined."
Fortunately, the level 2 [Wizard's Eye] is much stronger than before, and even with the rampaging magic, it can still be seen clearly.
After taking a deep breath, Silan waved her wand, quickly condensing several Ancient Runes to channel the surging magic.
One after another, Ancient Runes formed from magic emerged from the tip of Silan's wand, quickly leaping into the pocket watch and establishing a stable structure.
Following Nicolas Flamel's framework of Ancient Runes, Silan treated the magic space as an independent entity, where magic was transmitted, stored, and regulated to achieve a stable circulation. In this way, the magic space gradually stabilized.
Only then did Silan dare to release the Undetectable Extension Charm, expanding the magic space several times over so that more space would be available.
"About the same size as Professor Snape's office." Silan took the pocket watch in her hand, examined it for a moment, and nodded in satisfaction. "That should be enough."
Silan took out a piece of Parchment and wrote down all the shortcomings in her process as a review.
"I'm still not very proficient at condensing Ancient Runes; I'll need to practice separately later." Silan controlled the quill, quickly writing down her summary on the Parchment.
"The control precision is still insufficient, which is a bit troublesome. I wonder if we can use [Wizard's Eye] for magic monitoring to improve accuracy..."
After recording all the problems that arose during the process, Silan filed the Parchment and rested for a while.
Although he said he was resting, his mind didn't stop; he was still thinking about the problems he had encountered during his alchemical practice.
Silan only snapped out of his daze when his watch reminded him.
"It's time to go see Professor Snape..."