The famous boy who survived the disaster is not something that Vincent, who has just entered the magic world, can know, let alone the ultimate villain of the entire series of movies.
But no matter how calm he was, he could not hide his strange smile.
No villain can escape the devil's claws.
His deepest understanding of this bald socket is a very arrogant and crazy smile.
"Hey hey~"
Under Tom's weird gaze, Vincent forced his smile to point at the wine rack behind the other party.
"Boss, why is there only one bottle of wine?"
Tom revealed the story behind it while recalling, "Oh, this is a good thing..."
After the implementation of the Confidentiality Law, in principle, the Burnt Cauldron Bar cannot continue to be opened in the Muggle World.
Fortunately, then Minister of Magic Yurik Gamp did not take compulsory measures and even selected the backyard of the bar as the entrance to Diagon Alley.
The boss at that time was very moved, so he decided to use his name to create a new beer brand - Gamp Aged Social Wine.
Vincent successfully offset Tom's doubts and was about to say goodbye and leave, but heard the other party's offer of 100 Gallons for a pint.
"I appreciate it, boss." He quickly took a breath.
According to McGonagall's popular science just now, five pounds can only be exchanged for OnePlus in Gringott.
It is now 1991, and it is an era when £500 is about 1,000.
If Vincent wants to have this money, he has already bought two thousand small apples and waited for appreciation.
"It's a pity that no one has been able to complete this challenge so far..."
Tom's sigh made him wake up instantly.
Instead of buying about a bottle of wine for 100 Gallons, you can get these 100 Gallons by drinking them.
Eric, who had a bad premonition, subconsciously swallowed.
Evelyn's eyes were extremely hot, "Dear, do you want to give it a try?"
If you don’t go to Westminster to go to school, you can save more than 20,000 pounds a year.
With these five hundred pounds, the expenses were reduced by 70,000 yuan!
This money is enough for the couple to stand up in front of the old man who has arrived ashore and no longer have to live a life of "living under someone else's roof".
"wait……"
"Can my husband challenge me?"
Eric closed his mouth and smiled bitterly.
Whether alcohol is difficult or not, or whether the stamina is large or not is not a problem.
Under his begging gaze, the boss Tom answered decisively.
What is delightful is that the portion of this bottle of Gamp is exactly the same as a pint.
But sadly, it is almost a hundred years old.
"Boss, are there any other years?" Eric looked expectant.
"Mr. Wayne, if you need a longer vintage, I remember there are still many first batches in the wine cellar."
"No need to worry." Eric hurriedly opened the wine plug, "I just asked curiously."
A smell like mold mixed with the aroma of plants impacted the sense of smell of everyone in the bar.
The wizards started to talk softly.
"Codoli, do you think he can complete the challenge?"
"It's impossible, Dedaro."
The wizards didn't seem to be optimistic about this big muggle being able to complete the challenge.
Dedalo, wearing a top hat, looked at the next table, "Professor Quirre, when do you think--when did he leave?"
Codoli next to him took a sip of wine, "It should be when Professor McGonagall came in. I guess he thought the impact was not good, so I left first."
Dedalo looked full of regret, "It's a pity that Professor Quirou failed to see this scene..."
Bar,
Vincent and Evelyn are cheering Eric together.
"Dad, if you complete the challenge, you can save pocket money."
"Dear, I believe you can."
McGonagall was moved by this scene.
In order to make a living, the father in front of him dared to challenge a project that has not been successful for three hundred years.
"Oh, what a loving family!"
The sigh she made Eric almost threw the wine to the ground, causing his hands to tremble.
If this bottle is gone, the attentive Tom will definitely take out another bottle from the wine cellar for a longer time.
It’s hard to imagine how great the stamina of three hundred years is.
"Dad, you have always been the hero in my mind!"
The son has already said this. Even though the road ahead is a sea of ​​swords and fire, Eric has to dry the bottle of wine before going on.
So under the gaze of more than ten pairs of eyes, his aura suddenly changed, and he simply raised his head and held the bottle mouth.
When Gamp wine first enters the mouth, it has an extremely bad sweet and sour feeling.
No wonder no one can complete the challenge in three hundred years.
"Come on, Mr. Wayne!"
Seeing that he wanted to put down the bottle, Tom couldn't help but wave his fists, "Think about your wife and children, this is not an impossible challenge!"
McGonagall, who felt deeply, reached out and applauded rhythmically, "Mr. Wayne, you can do it."
"Dad, victory is right in front of you!" Vincent was a little surprised by Tom's performance.
The promotional effect of 1Bao Garon may bring far more than ten times the reward to the Broken Cauldron Bar.
Sure enough, profiteers are everywhere.
Eric suppressed the discomfort of his tongue and slowly raised the bottle of wine.
After the initial bad experience, it was actually a bitter impact after precipitation.
This feeling of not vomiting makes his whole face twisted into a ball.
The wizards in the bar clapping and shouting at McGonagall.
"Mr. Wayne, you are the bravest Muggle I have ever seen!"
"No matter what the result is, I will pay you supreme respect."
Everyone here knows how Gampo wine tastes.
Drinking one-third of Eric has surpassed most wizards.
Eric's eyes became brighter and he kept swallowing his throat as he remembered the difficult training in the army.
All the magicians failed to challenge him, and he, the Muggle who could not magic, went to the fore.
Even though his hand holding the bottle was trembling, his mouth never left the bottle's mouth.
His firm back brought deep shock to the wizards.
Dedalo took off his top hat and bowed to the bar, "From today on, Brother Wayne is my brother!"
"You are my hero!" Cordoli next to him looked in awe.
The real warrior will never give up easily.
Eric's tongue was numb, and now he could only feel the coldness of the wine.
He dared to swear to the Queen that he would never do the second bottle in his life after drinking this bottle of ghost things.
Tom had already taken out his purse, "Victory is in sight, Mr. Wayne."
McGonagall's eyes were slightly red, and gently wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.
"Merlin's beard! I'm sure today's newspaper headlines can only be the feat Mr. Wayne accomplished!"
When the last two drops of wine slid down the inner wall of the bottle into Eric's mouth, the challenge that no one has succeeded in three hundred years was finally over.
Eric's pupils gradually dissipated, and he swayed down the wine bottle.
He roared in his husky throat: “I, Eric Philip Wayne—
I—I swear in this life—I will never drink another drop of wine.”
After saying this, he lay on the bar with a "bang".
"It's so touching!" Tom wiped away tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.
Dedaro stood up with a sad face and raised his glasses to the wizards in the bar: "To Mr. Wayne, to the great fatherly love, to the eternal love!"
Vincent covered his money bag full of Gajinlong and hugged his mother Evelyn "crying" with tears.
Eric is undoubtedly a respectable and good father and a perfect husband.
But if he knew the current situation in the bar, he would probably sober up instantly.
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Chapter completed!