Lucius was very pleased with the guests' reaction, a smug smile playing on his lips as he thought to himself, "It seems my strategy was perfect."
He invited Snape and Silan to demonstrate the Malfoy family's power and connections to the outside world.
In addition, Snape and Silan had just been awarded the Order of Merlin, and were riding high on their success.
Lucius wanted to capitalize on this momentum to promote the Sale Event and make it a well-known event.
In this way, he can use this as a springboard to gradually win over other Pure-blood families and establish his dominant position.
Facing the excited guests, Lucius calmly gestured to them. "Please be patient, the Sale Event begin soon."
He produced the Authorization Order signed by Snape and unfolded it in front of the guests.
"This is Authorization Order signed by Professor Snape, proving the legitimacy of this Sale Event and the quality of these Potions. You can buy them with confidence."
Lucius deliberately shortened the presentation time and quickly packed it up.
Even the guests in the front row only had time to glance at Snape's autograph.
No one doubted the authenticity of the Authorization Order, since Snape himself was present, and showing the Authorization Order was just a formality.
Lucius quickly put away the Authorization Order and changed the subject to Snape: "Professor Snape is usually busy with Potions research and rarely shows his face. Today is a rare opportunity, so let's ask him to say a few words."
After saying that, Lucius looked at Snape, gestured for him to proceed, and said with a sincere expression.
Snape, expressionless, stated succinctly, "This Authorization Order is for my student, Prewett. From now on, he will be my representative."
The entire living room fell silent.
The guests were all taken aback and turned to look at Silan, marveling at her with envy.
Silan, unfazed, gracefully bowed to the guests and returned to Snape's side.
Snape's words carried considerable weight.
This is equivalent to handing over his commercial agency rights directly to Silan.
The Potions he produces represent Snape.
Even in other family businesses, this would already be considered an indication that Silan is being considered as an heir.
Everyone realized. "Snape really values Prewett immensely..."
Lucius's smile froze.
He deliberately shortened the time spent displaying the Authorization Order because he didn't want the guests to notice its contents.
The purpose of this was to deliberately highlight Snape while ignoring Silan, thereby reinforcing the guests' impression that the Malfoy family and Snape had a good relationship.
Even if Silan decides not to cooperate further and withdraws the Authorization Order, it won't have too much of an impact as long as others accept the relationship between Malfoy and Snape. At that point, Lucius will have more autonomy.
But in retrospect, it was a complete failure.
Snape's remarks completely and inextricably linked him with Prewett.
"It seems the story of Severus and Master Charlemagne vying for Prewett is not just a rumor," Lucius mused to himself.
He had naturally heard about the two Potions Master vying for a student at Hogwarts, but until then, he had dismissed it as a trivial rumor.
Lucius thought to himself, "I didn't expect Snape to actually value this student so much... I'd better not do anything unnecessary."
Having made up his mind, Lucius put aside all his ulterior motives and refocused his attention on the Sale Event.
"The Sale Event now officially underway."
Lucius waved his wand, and 50 Potions that had been prepared beforehand flew out of a box beside him and were placed on a long table.
The guests' attention was also drawn to the Potions, and they turned to stare intently at these "master-made" Potions.
"There are 50 Potions in total. Each Potions contains 4 bottles of Hemostatic Healing Potion, 3 bottles of Baruffio's Brain Elixir, and 2 bottles of Fire-Control Potion." Lucius opened one Potions package, picked out one of each type of Potions, and placed them at the front.
"I don't need to explain the Hemostatic Healing Potion and the Baruffio's Brain Elixir, do I?" Lucius picked up a bottle of Fire-Control Potion, showing it to the wizard as he explained, "This is Fire-Control Potion that can effectively enhance a wizard's perception and control over fire and temperature."
Lucius paused, his gaze sweeping over some of the guests. "Among those present are Potioneer and Alchemy; they should be able to understand the effects of this potion."
Upon hearing his words, the Potioneer and Alchemy among the guests instantly became eager, their eyes fixed on the fiery red Potions in his hand.
Fire-Control Potion can effectively enhance a wizard's perception and control of temperature and flames, which is of great use to Potioneer and Alchemy.
That's why they came.
As for the Pure-blood families wizards, they were more interested in the other two Potions.
The Hemostatic Healing Potion is a good healing Potions, Baruffio's Brain Elixir can improve intelligence and keep the mind clear. They can buy it and distribute it to their family members.
Moreover, it's also a good idea to buy it as a collectible.
"This was made by Potions Master who received the Order of Merlin!"
It'll make me look good if people tell others.
Lucius smiled and nodded repeatedly, announcing loudly, "200 Galleon per Potions! There are 50 potions here, first come, first served!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the living room erupted in excitement.
"I want 10 servings!" someone immediately shouted.
"30 servings! Give them to me first!" someone retorted.
The elderly Pelar slammed his cane into the ground, jerking himself up from his chair.
His white beard trembled violently as he brandished his cane and shouted hoarsely, "Fifty portions! I'll take them all!"
Taylor stared at Pelar in astonishment.
The old man, who was listless just a moment ago, is now as excited as a young man about to torment his bride on their wedding night.
Taylor wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief and moved a little further away from the suddenly vigorous old man.
The guests all wanted to buy more Potions, and no one was willing to give way. They were all shouting, and some of those who were nearby even squeezed towards Lucius.
Someone else drew their wand and was glaring at Pelar.
"Selwyn old geezer! Fifty Potions, can you even finish them? You'll burst your old belly!"
A spirited Pelar, wand in hand, waved it wildly and shouted, "Macmillan! You hairless brat, get out of my way!"
Some clever customers bypassed the two of them, quietly squeezed to the front, and waved their money bags, hoping Lucius would throw them the Potions.
Taylor quickly shrank back.
Crazy! Absolutely insane!
This is no longer something I can get involved in.
The chaos in the living room escalated, with shouts and yells filling the air. The wizards huddled together, and the elegant and orderly atmosphere of moments before was completely gone.
Lucius waved his wand, fearfully moved the long table in front of him back, distancing himself from the crowd, and shouted to the guests:
Ladies and gentlemen, please keep quiet!
However, no one paid any attention to him.
Lucius was now genuinely starting to panic.
If the first Sale Event is a disaster, then our reputation will be ruined!
After that, forget about making money, I doubt anyone will even want to come anymore!
Lucius was extremely anxious, but he was at a loss for what to do, as these people were completely deaf to his words.
In a daze, he saw Silan say something to Snape.
Snape nodded and took out his wand.
"Quiet!"
Snape's deep voice swept through the living room like a tornado, leaving everyone stunned for a moment.
The living room fell silent for a moment upon hearing Snape's voice.
Snape cast a Quietus on himself with his wand, Snape voice returned to normal as he looked at Silan.
"Go ahead and say it."
... Divider Line...
Some readers have been curious about my manuscript, so this chapter includes an author's note and a display of it.