"Uncle, what do you think?"
In the compartment of the carriage, Lake looked at his uncle with confusion.
Didn't the last words he said just mean to put the entire family on the gambling table again?
This kind of thing, for the Lance family, is like just getting out of the quagmire. He turned around and seemed to be plunging into the mire again. It's like looking for death.
Worm was silent for a moment, with a look of reminiscence on his face.
"Lake, do you know what I regret most in my life?"
His question left Lake at a loss. Because he thought about it carefully, even though they had lived together for many years, his understanding of his uncle was still only superficial.
It feels like the uncle allowed himself to take power and become the heir to the family head, not because he was preparing to train the next generation, but because he was simply discouraged.
Otherwise, Lake and Catherine's marriage would probably die from the beginning. Even if she is allowed, Catherine will not be as relaxed and comfortable as she is now.
"I don't know, uncle."
Lake could only shake his head and said.
"I didn't become a saint back then." Worm said with blurry eyes. "I was invited by Lord Grindelwald, but because of my family's obstruction, I didn't become a saint. I stayed away from That plan for the greater good."
Looking at the regret on Worm's face, Lake felt like he was seeing a madman.
"You won't understand, Lake." Worm saw Lake's expression, but he didn't care. "The Dark Lord you experienced was a mysterious man. He was powerful, terrifying, and crazy."
"But he's mean, short-sighted and selfish."
"To be called the 'Dark Lord' together with him is the greatest insult to Lord Grindelwald."
The fervent admiration in Worm's tone made Lake no longer want to listen. Now he felt like Worm was preaching to him.
"Do you think Luke Gunter will have the same prospects as Grindelwald? Then... it's not optimistic."
Lake said, his voice was a little low.
He didn't know if his uncle would fall out with him after he told the truth because he exposed his idol's shortcomings.
Worm was not as crazy as Lake thought. Instead, when he talks about Grindelwald's ending. Worm, who seemed to be crazy at first, calmed down almost instantly.
"Lord Grindelwald failed. But how many of the supporters behind him retreated in time and benefited."
"I see the shadow of Lord Grindelwald in Luke Gunter. But this does not mean that we should fall to him because of him personally."
"But for the benefits he can bring, we must lean towards him."
Worm shook his head and sighed softly: "Maybe I really should give you a good lesson. Your performance today is really far behind Luke Gunter. "
Lake didn't know how big the gap was between him and Luke. I just feel that in terms of shamelessness, vigilance, and the bottom line that I can give up for the sake of profit, I am still far, far away from Worm.
The person he should be comparing himself to is definitely not Luke Gunter, but his uncle, Worm Lance.
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Luke didn't know what Worm Lance was paying attention to when he fell towards him. Even if the Lance family joins his camp now, it is not a help in times of need.
After all, the power of the Lance family is really not too great. The social circle among the nobles is not as good as that of the Malfoy family. The strength of the family, that is, the number of wizards they can use, cannot compare to the Weasley family. In terms of prestige in the entire wizarding world, their family together cannot compare to Harry alone.
You know, in the era when Tom Riddle was in power, even if you wanted to become a die-hard Death Eater, you had to look up your family tree to see if you were worthy.
Obviously, the Lance family is certainly not worthy.
Now, following Luke, who can block his future and destiny, is still worth accepting. To be honest, if this was going on when Voldemort muddied the waters and Luke took advantage of the situation, then Luke wouldn't even look at them.
It’s time for the twenty-eight families to share the cake. Do you still want to join in the fun?
With a feeling of trepidation, Luke gave one last preview of what he was going to talk about tomorrow before going to bed at night.
"Narcissus and moondew flower powders can be used as the main ingredients of the 'Living Hell Decoction'. In this formula, they play an auxiliary neutralizing effect. They are heated in the wormwood infusion and get the magical effect. With assistance, they will happen..."
Luke's head went numb just looking at it. To be honest, memorizing this stuff was nothing to him who studied liberal arts in his previous life.
But it was like when he was studying chemistry in his previous life, he could memorize equations very well, but when it came to balancing and analyzing chemical reactions, his whole vision went dark.
Chemical experiments can lead to dangers due to improper operation, not to mention the preparation of potions. Chemistry experiments are at best performed irregularly. But in the potion configuration, if the strength, angle or any other element of waving the wand is wrong, everything will be ruined.
Explosions and incorrect potion effects are the most common problems. It is not unheard of for it to turn directly into poison and kill the potion master.
Unfortunately, Luke was sure that his talent was not faked. There is no problem with his recitation, but it is difficult to understand. He knows the steps very well, but the details beyond the description of those steps always cause something to go wrong.
"Magic potion...can be bought..."
Luke closed the book and told himself secretly. Anyway, I have plenty of money. As long as the funds are in place, even Snape will not refuse to make medicine for myself.
Of course, if the relationship between the two is very bad, it is better not to drink the medicine that Snape prepared. After all, it's like going to a restaurant to eat after offending the chef.
You don't even know how many people have added ingredients to your dishes.
Thinking like this, Luke understood what he should do.
You can't pretend to understand in front of Snape. Prepare two notebooks on potions as a sign of sincerity. Study as hard as possible and tell Snape with your actions that it's not that he doesn't want to learn, but that he really doesn't have enough talent.
Of course, if the system master can give two talent points in the end, then he will definitely give Snape a performance of "Thirty years to the west of the river, thirty years to the east of the river".
Then he lay down on his copy of "Thousands of Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms" and fell asleep.
Booker, who was lying in his den, looked at Luke's condition and tilted his head in confusion.
While waiting for Luke to wake up, Potions class arrived as scheduled.
