"Huff… huff… huff! I—I'm sorry, sir! I just got a little too worked up!" Draco slumped into a chair, taking a long mont to calm himself before apologizing to Josh.
"That's fine. So things are indeed overwhelming for soone your age," Josh shrugged, showing understanding.
"Sir, please… you have to help . I can't let my father continue down the wrong path!" Draco said earnestly.
"Of course—that's an easy task for !" Josh replied without hesitation. For him, it wasn't even boasting. With his current strength, the HP universe was already far beneath his level.
The only things that truly interested him in that world were the unique magic system and the magical creatures. Beyond that, perhaps only mythical beings like Death itself might catch his attention.
In reality, Draco as a trading partner didn't hold much significance for Josh. But by now, he no longer cared about that. Power, longevity, wealth, influence, treasures—he had already nearly reached the peak in all of these. Unless it was sothing transcendent, like a Celestial seed, few things could stir his desire.
So now, he mostly sought entertainnt in lower-level matters. He didn't mind giving his trading partners benefits far beyond what they could offer in return. Those who benefited most were people like Daenerys, Yuri, Abbendis, or others he had personally "watched grow." Also, so from the Protheus or Resident Evil worlds, like Jill, who had left a good impression on him.
Clearly, Draco Malfoy was one of the more morable characters from the HP world that Josh liked, so he was happy to grant him extraordinary help. Had it been Harry, Ron, or Dumbledore, Josh might have been far less interested—not because they were bad, but because he didn't get along with "heroes" and upstanding figures.
Before providing formal assistance, Josh needed to know Draco's current point in ti.
"Are you already at Hogwarts? Which year? What's the exact date right now?" Josh asked.
Judging by Draco's appearance, Josh guessed he was just starting or about to start school.
"I just started at Hogwarts this year. I'm in Slytherin, and today is October 30, 1991," Draco replied promptly.
"Ah—on the day before Halloween? Perfect! This is your chance to be a hero and win over Hermione!" Josh said, quickly recalling the relevant events from his limited mory of the HP plot.
Draco jumped up imdiately. "Hermione? Hermione Granger? That filthy Mudblood?"
"Hey, kid, I know you were raised with pure-blood supremacy in mind, but forget that nonsense. In this world, power is everything! Even your so-called Dark Lord doesn't truly believe in pure-blood ideals—he just uses families like yours. In truth, a few hundred years ago, your so-called pure-blood families were just ordinary humans… Muggles, in other words!" Josh said, frowning slightly at Draco calling Hermione a Mudblood.
"But… alright, I understand!" Draco had wanted to argue, but seeing Josh's serious expression, he wisely chose to stay quiet.
"Draco, rember this: only animals care about bloodlines. Humans… only care about strength!" Josh lectured again.
Draco nodded, though his expression still showed so confusion. "But… why her… Hermione Granger?"
"Because she will be the most outstanding witch of your generation. No one else cos close!" Josh replied calmly. Among the trio of main characters, only Hermione was worthy of such praise in his eyes. And, like many who had read HP, he couldn't help but feel it was a waste she ended up with Ron.
"Then who will be the most outstanding wizard of our generation? Harry Potter?" Draco asked, naturally curious, imdiately thinking of the so-called 'savior.'
"Harry Potter? Maybe… but that's in the past. From today onward, you will be the most outstanding. Here—drink this first!" Josh said, initiating a trade with Draco.
"What's this?" Draco asked, eyeing a glass vial filled with a crystal-clear liquid and a stone carved with runes in the trade window.
"That vial is called the Supre Elixir. Drinking it will enhance your physique and magical power. Once fully absorbed, you'll even gain a body as powerful as a full-grown dragon. As for your magic… even Dumbledore wouldn't reach one percent of your potential!" Josh explained.
"And that rune stone? It's a Silence Barrier Rune. Use your magic to activate it, and it will block all sound and magic within a ten-ter radius. I'm giving this to you because taking the Supre Elixir is… painful. The rune stone ensures no one hears your screams while you endure it. Little one, I assu a future hero like you isn't afraid of pain, right?" Josh said, teasing him as he explained the items.
The Supre Elixir was a recent acquisition Josh had obtained from Abbendis in the Warcraft universe, crafted by the Ancient One. It was an enhanced fusion of Warcraft's four legendary elixirs: Flask of the Titans, Energizing Elixir, Elixir of Draenic Wisdom, and Multi-Resistance Elixir. In the ga, these elixirs provide temporary buffs—but in the real Warcraft universe, the effects are permanent.
The core ingredient, the Black Lotus, takes decades to grow, making it extrely rare—far beyond the ga's chanics. The Ancient One had also added other top-tier alchemical ingredients: waters from the Sunwell, young shoots from the World Tree, and essences from the five-colored dragonflights, creating the so-called Supre Elixir.
Its effects? Extrely potent. It could transform an ordinary person into a superhuman with the body and magic of a fully grown Warcraft dragon.
The cost? Pain… excruciating pain.
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