Vincent turned off the furnace and picked up a dark yellow plain card on the table.

"Yes, after all, it was made by me, a young apprentice who has just started alchemy. It is not as high-end as your high-end atmosphere."

Draco's face fell slightly.

Of course he heard that this was sarcasm,

"Heh-then do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"Did your father agree?"

Blaise laughed ferociously, "Wayne, aren't you scared?"

Then came Pansy's sharp little voice, "What is he afraid of? There is Nico Flamel standing behind him. We will definitely look down upon this little bet."

Okay, it seems that I came prepared.

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Chapter completed!