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Ding~ Talent [Knowledge of Other Worlds (Gold)] is triggered, found [Official Trainer Pokémon Training Manual (Green)].
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[Official Trainer Pokémon Training Manual (Green)], which records the training plan and process of an official Pokémon trainer for their Pokémon. Need to consume 300 experience to exchange.
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A card with a green frame, depicting a red and white Poké Ball beneath various Pokémon: a Murkrow, an Arcanine, a Meowth, a Shroomish, a Breloom, a Tangela, and a Charizard.
"Huh?!"
Ted was taken aback.
"Is this serious?"
"Exchange, exchange it. I want to see what this is all about!"
300 experience points were nothing more than three or four days' worth of accumulation.
A surge of knowledge flooded Ted's mind, covering the classification, care, feeding, training, and even combat applications of Pokémon.
However, there weren't many species included. The manual detailed only seven specific training plans for different Pokémon.
It seemed that an official trainer was just one level above a novice, merely stepping into the field.
Yet, the information in his memory depicted a trainer in his thirties, almost forties.
A rather mediocre one at that—never achieving any grand accomplishments, never winning any championships.
Compared to legends like Ash Ketchum, this was quite underwhelming!
It was akin to an ordinary player in a game—someone with experience, sure, but nowhere near the level of world champions.
But then again, that was the reality for most people.
The seven Pokémon detailed in the manual were: Murkrow, Arcanine, Meowth, Shroomish, Breloom, Tangela, and Charizard.
The strongest should be the Charizard, right?
Ted scratched his head. He didn't know much about Pokémon.
If it were something like Pikachu, Blastoise, or Magikarp, he might know a bit more.
Charizard is the final evolution of Charmander, right?
Ted absorbed a series of training methods and techniques, but… where could he find Pokémon?
Ash had Professor Oak. I suppose I could turn to Hagrid…
Wait! Hold on!
Pokémon... Fantastic Beasts... What if I trained magical creatures the same way a trainer raised Pokémon?
Could magical creatures be cultivated using Pokémon training methods?
Professor Quirrell and Hagrid would definitely be intrigued by this idea!
Ted carefully sorted through the information in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.
Let's not forget—our ever-generous Professor Quirrell left behind his research before he perished, ensuring Ted's Magizoology and Bloodline Transfiguration knowledge advanced significantly.
Comparing the training methods for Pokémon and magical creatures, a fascinating "chemical reaction" seemed to form between the two worlds!
Ted: Brilliant~
The only downside was that, as a twelve-year-old wizard, he wouldn't be able to use this knowledge extensively just yet.
In the wizarding world, the foundation of any serious study lay in Charms.
Only those proficient in spellcasting were qualified to delve into specialized fields.
Magizoology was one such field, which was why Hogwarts only introduced it as an elective in the third year.
With Ted's current skill level, he had more than enough capability to study fundamental magic.
Even high-level magic, such as "Fire Storm," was within his grasp—though he could only produce minor explosions.
Still, he had barely scratched the surface of Magizoology and Bloodline Transfiguration.
In the knowledge left behind by Professor Quirrell, every experiment required intricate spellwork, demanding extreme precision in magical transformations.
It wasn't as simple as grabbing a magical creature, injecting it with a vial of dragon blood, and casting a spell.
So, for now, this knowledge had to be shelved.
It was like a high schooler suddenly acquiring knowledge about nuclear physics, gravitational waves, and quantum mechanics—fascinating, but currently impractical.
…
Ted's talent for knowledge of other worlds wasn't useless—just temporarily shelved.
Life continued as planned.
At Mr. Jiggers' apothecary, Ted helped brew potions, prepared ingredients, managed sales, and expanded his side trade of selling preserved fish.
Each day was a balance of magic studies, previewing next year's textbooks, and researching spells from the worlds of Azeroth, and Dungeons & Dragons.
His knowledge from other worlds was an absolute treasure trove! It could take a whole year just to study the fundamentals!
Jerry, his assistant, was now skilled—his hands working swiftly when handling ingredients.
One afternoon, while brewing a potion called "Moisturizing Oil," Ted noticed something unusual.
This potion was a primary component of a beauty elixir ordered in bulk by Madam Primpernelle's Beauty Shop.
Once refined, it became one of their store's main products.
As for the final processing methods—that was a trade secret.
Mr. Jiggers and Madam Primpernelle had been classmates, sharing a good friendship, so he took on the job.
By the way, Madam Primpernelle's shop also offered magical beauty services such as "mole removal, freckle reduction, scar healing, and wart elimination."
Apparently, she even visited a Muggle beauty salon for research!
Genius!
Back to Ted's discovery—while brewing, a stray ingredient, Purple Wood Sorrel leaves, accidentally fell into the cauldron and reacted with Mooncalf oil.
Typically, these leaves were dark red, but after exposure to Mooncalf oil, they turned a striking shade of violet.
The potion was ruined, costing him 13 silver Sickles.
However, when cleaning up, Ted realized the purple residue was incredibly stubborn—resisting regular cleaning spells.
After five or six experiments, he finally formulated a potion using Mooncalf oil and Sorrel extract to dissolve the stain.
A minor accident, but Ted found the purple hue mesmerizing.
It was… it was like the vibrant purple hair of an anime character!
"Could this be used as hair dye?" Ted mused, staring at a small vial of the vibrant purple liquid.
For the next few days, Ted dedicated himself to this unexpected project.
Using alchemical formulas from the knowledge of other worlds [Sulei's Alchemical Dye Notes (Green)], along with advice from Mr. Jiggers, he spent five days crafting his first product—a magical hair-color spray.
Let's call it Bright Purple (Pretty Boy) Hair Dye! Hahaha!" Ted grinned, holding up the finished product in his hands.
The vibrant liquid inside shimmered under the light, a testament to hours of research and experimentation.
The thrill of inventing something new was exhilarating.
The packaging was a sleek, purple frosted glass bottle, complete with a nozzle sourced from a Muggle factory.
Just a quick spritz, and your hair would turn a striking bright purple in seconds.
Of course, the effect depended on the dosage and specific application techniques, leading to some variations in color intensity.
This color wasn't something an ordinary magic spell could remove.
No, to undo the transformation, you'd need the specially formulated decolorizer.
Otherwise, you were stuck with purple hair for a full week before it naturally faded away.
A bottle about the size of a fist contained enough dye for fifteen applications, costing roughly 15 silver Sickles to produce—labor excluded.
But the labor costs weren't significant; the process was simple, and production was efficient.
A single batch could yield hundreds of bottles!
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[Ding! After a long period of research and experimentation, you have invented a new potion formula: Pretty Boy Hair Dye - Purple. You have gained 880 experience.]
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Ted beamed. Even the system acknowledged his success! Not bad!
With Mr. Jiggers' help, Ted reached out to Madam Primpernelle, the owner of a beauty shop.
She was intrigued from the start, but after testing the product, her excitement skyrocketed.
After some negotiation, Ted sold the formula for 450 Galleons, signing a contract that granted Madam Primpernelle exclusive rights to produce and sell the dye for the next five years.
Ted couldn't help but think,
'Only five years? That's way too short! Do you even know how to be a proper capitalist? If this were some historical contract, it'd last fifty years after my death!'
Through their discussions, Ted also noticed something interesting—Madam Primpernelle seemed to have a particular fondness for Mr. Jiggers.
More than just old schoolmates or friends.
Ted smirked, nudging his mentor in his thoughts.
'Mr. Jiggers, you dog! What are you waiting for? Until you're forty? The wizarding world's birth rate is already too low! Don't just stand there—do something!'
The 450 Galleons from Madam Primpernelle significantly boosted Ted's finances.
Finally, he had a legitimate source of income he could openly acknowledge!
Including the gold he had converted from the False Philosopher's Stone this month, his total funds had reached 500 Galleons.
Time for some serious shopping!
More than once, Ted had encountered magical treasures and rare artifacts that he desperately wanted but couldn't afford.
That wasn't going to be a problem anymore.
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Another month passed in the blink of an eye, and Ted's venture, Arcane Exchange, had seemingly reached its peak.
On average, thirty to forty second-hand magical items were listed or sold each day, keeping the total number of products around two hundred.
Given the relatively small wizarding community, rapid expansion seemed unlikely in the short term.
But that was fine—this was a project for refining his ideas, understanding the market, and, most importantly, training his appraisal skills.
Thanks to his intensive use of appraisal magic over the past month, Ted's skills had improved dramatically.
Where he once gleaned only vague, scattered information, he could now uncover extensive details with ease.
Just yesterday, he had appraised a pure-blood family's ancestral artifact—a red-quality magical item that had been passed down for over 300 years.
The wizard who brought it to him had lost key knowledge about the item due to his father's untimely passing.
Through careful examination and multiple castings of his appraisal spells, Ted managed to uncover most of the artifact's history, functions, and even certain hidden dangers associated with its use.
A red-quality item! A true high-end artifact in the magical world!
The wizard had previously sought out numerous identifiers, yet none had been able to fully unlock its secrets.
Ted's reputation was growing rapidly.
The phrase "the boy with the talent for appraisal" was being whispered among wizards, and his platform, Arcane Exchange, had become a topic of conversation among wizarding families.
Given the magical world's slow pace of change—due to its small population, long lifespans, and general conservatism—innovations like Arcane Exchange were rare and exciting.
Even wizards with little interest in shopping or selling found themselves stopping by just to see what the fuss was about.
The last time Diagon Alley had seen this much buzz was when the dwarves had opened a blacksmith shop last year!
Looking at the state of things now, that shop's business had dwindled.
Rumor had it that goblins, unhappy with the competition, had covertly pressured suppliers and customers to boycott it.
Sometimes, when Ted sat at Arcane Exchange's main stall, presiding over sales or appraisals, he felt like he was running an early wizarding stock exchange.
Especially when wizards started bidding against each other!