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"Come on!" Ivan settled, staring at Aysia's eyes.

"Incisor game big stick~" Aysia waved his wand, starting with some of the simplest attack spells.

The light of the spell flashed by, and Ivan who was hit only felt a slight movement of his body, and a ring on the glove of his left hand suddenly lit up with a triangle embedded in it.

At the next moment, the light of the spell bounced back, and Aysia, who had been prepared, dodged in time.

Then, Aysia gradually strengthened the strength of the curse, and Ivan resisted one by one. It was not until Aysia used the upside-down clock that the anti-cursive gloves showed something strange. After a burst of strong light, they "teared" and cracked. Got out.

Ivan's figure shook suddenly, barely resisting the effect of the fuchsia clock.

"Very practical props, the effect looks similar to that of the Iron Armor Curse." Aisia said with appreciation.

"No, it's much weaker in comparison." Ivan shook his head. As a developer, he personally experienced the effect of the anti-cursive gloves. Ivan knew the weakness of this glove.

Compared with the full-protected iron armor curse, the anti-cursive gloves need to look into the eyes of the opponent when they are activated, and they cannot defend against the black magic that is too strong.

But the biggest advantage of this magic item is its suddenness. Imagine that two wizards are fighting. One side obviously does not bless the defensive spell, but rebounds the spell. If the other side does not respond in time, it can only reap the consequences. Beat on the spot!

"It would be more perfect if it could be improved..." Ivan touched his chin and thought about the improved concentration plan. He now knows more than forty magic texts.

Most of them are taught by Professor Aisia, and a few are from the Horcrux diary, with countless ways of combination.

Just two weeks before the arrival of the Ministry of Magic, Ivan felt that he could get a few more magic items out.

At that time, it is impossible to rely on an anti-cursive glove to support the scene, right?

.....

Because of the success of the anti-cursive gloves, Ivan easily persuaded Aysia to study new magic items together.

Coupled with Tom Riddle in the Horcrux, and the three of them work together, the research progress of various magic text formulas can be described as rapid!

Almost every two or three days, a new magic text formula can be discovered. Just when Ivan was a little overwhelmed with joy, Tom Riddle made a new request.

"Want to learn about the outside world?" Ivan looked at the words appearing on the diary and was silent for a while.

In fact, Tom Riddle was able to endure it now and only put forward the conditions, which was far beyond Ivan's expectations.

Because in the past few days, he can almost be said to be asking crazy questions, and he has gained a lot of knowledge.

The other party only got a few magic formulas in the discussion, as well as the production process of a series of magic items such as anti-cursive gloves.

To others, these things may be extraordinarily precious, but to Tom Riddle they are useless.

Yes, the Malfoy family has kept this diary in the storage box since it got it, so now I want to get information from the outside world.

Black ink traces emerged from the paper, and after staying for a few seconds, they changed again.

Are we friends? You will tell me, right?

Of course.... We are friends, what do you want to ask?

Ivan reluctantly wrote in the diary with a quill, if he refused to answer this, then don't try to extract information from Tom Riddle.

In the diary, the ink writing gradually disappeared, and Tom Riddle was also thinking about how to ask. After a while, the writing reappeared.

I want to know what happened in the magic world in recent years... Also, who is the most famous and powerful wizard in the magic world now?

Ivan smiled in his heart. Now the most famous and powerful wizard in the magical world is of course Dumbledore, or else it can be you?

But on the surface, Ivan still pretended to be contemplative, and began to write.

I have not inquired about major events in the magical world in recent years, but the most powerful wizard in the magical world is Albus Dumbledore, the principal of Hogwarts!

Tom Riddle held back for a long time before he came up with another sentence.

Except for him?

That should be Nico Lemay, the alchemist who has lived more than six hundred and sixty years old in rumors!

Ivan touched his chin. Although Nicole LeMay is relatively low-key, he really can't think of anyone else. It's impossible to write Minister of Magic Fudge, right?

Fudge is not enough!

Where is the Dark Lord? Have you heard of it?

The handwriting on the diary is not neat, but scribbled and rushed. Later, maybe I thought that such an inquiry would not be appropriate, so I hurriedly added.

I mean.. I heard this name from them before being put up by the Malfoy family, so I was very curious and wanted to ask...

As a split soul, Tom can faintly feel that the main soul's situation is very wrong, but the distance is too far, and his strength is too weak, so he doesn't know the specific situation, which is why he is anxious to ask.

A little uncomfortable, Tom... Ivan gently tapped the table with his finger, and the fifth-grade Dark Lord was still too tender.

However, from the performance of the original book, it can be seen that the young Voldemort was arrogant, arrogant, extremely ambitious and extremely conceited, and it is normal to be a little gaffe by his series of teasing.

The Dark Lord? It is said to be dead... more than ten years ago...

Ivan casually wrote in the diary, and after lifting the other's interest, he immediately changed the subject.

Are you not a diary? Curious about what this does? Let's continue to study the magic text formula... I saw a magic text in one place~www.mtlnovel.com~ and I have been trying to figure out what it means.

Without waiting for the Horcrux to respond, Ivan drew a semi-circular umbrella-shaped magic text on the page of the diary. This was the ancient magic text he saw on the box where the dementor was being held.

This is a kind of isolation magic text, which can block magic...usually used to make storage boxes and place some precious magic props. Tom Riddle replied to Ivan's question subconsciously. Although he wanted to know the follow-up, he could only suppress his thoughts to avoid being suspected, and then slowly ask later.

Anyway, he can't really die when he's still at Voldemort,

Or in other words, he will become the new Voldemort...

After a while of communication, Ivan closed the diary with a "pop" and placed it in the deepest part of the cabinet.

"Thank you, Tom..." Ivan muttered to himself, took out a semi-finished diary cover from the drawer of the desk, and carved the isolation magic text in the corner.

Hope there will be no need to use it...

In the full study and discussion, two weeks passed in a flash,

After Ivan completed the production of various anti-cursive props, only three days were left before the inspectors from the Ministry of Magic arrived.

Exquisite magic props were placed on the empty shelves in the store, most of which were researched by Ivan together with Aisia and Tom Riddle these days.

The remaining small part was sent by brothers George and Fred...

As early as when he first studied the anti-cursive gloves, Ivan sent a letter asking them about the knowledge of ancient magic texts.

It's just that the number of magic texts they know about is not many, which overlaps with Professor Tom Riddle's part, so it doesn't play a big role.

However, considering that the prank goods they produced are very popular in the original book, Ivan sent another letter a few days ago, asking them to send some finished products and put them in the store for sale.

This morning, two owls flew to the magic shop and brought a package and a reply...

To Ivan Hals:

Thank you for remembering us in the pleasant summer vacation,

We have read your letter. George and I, as the shopkeepers of Weasley's Witchcraft and Wizardry (although it has not officially opened yet), authorize you to sell the goods of Joke Witchcraft and Wizardry on your behalf.

We will solemnly introduce to you our latest invention, the Pygmy Pu, a kind of alchemy creature. It has no attack power and is very fragile, but it looks very cute. We believe that this thing will be able to sell well!

In addition, there are fake magic wands, witty answering quill, telescopic ears, big dung eggs...I have written the specific usage on the attached page..

Remarks: It would be a case of being intercepted by someone halfway. The protective magic is applied on the attached page. The spell that is cracked should not embarrass you...Finally, I hope that the address we filled in is not wrong, if you say... you really live in the flip In the back alley...

Ivan picked up the package. It was very light. It should be a weight reduction spell.

No wonder it can be delivered with an owl.

"These days, they are not idle either." Ivan sighed as he opened the package and looked at the contents.

He remembered that before leaving school, George and Weasley only made big **** eggs and a quill pen. They had only made so many interesting things in just over a month after the holiday.

I don't know how they did research under Mrs. Weasley's nose...

Ivan smiled, and turned his gaze to Dwarf Pu's body again, very interested in this so-called alchemy creature.

It looked like a pink fluffy ball, about the size of a little wizard's fist. Ivan tried to put it on his hand and found that this guy was very light.

Dwarf Pu just stayed quietly on Ivan's hand, arching and arching his body, and the pink hair rubbed against Ivan's palm, surprisingly comfortable.

Alchemy Creature: Pygmy Cat

Magic: Low

Explanation: This may be the weakest alchemy creature ever. Its abilities include but are not limited to selling cuteness, rolling, jumping, and spinning...it will absorb the magic power radiated by the holder at an extremely slow speed for maintenance Physical activity.

Looking at the prompt message given in the system bar, Ivan was also somewhat speechless.

Well, it's enough for this thing to be cute, so what else can you ask for?

Putting the pygmy cat on his shoulder, Ivan held the explanatory paper that came with the package, but it was blank and there was nothing on it.

"Hmm... let me think about it." Ivan touched his chin and thought about what secret words the two of them would use, and then suddenly realized something, and pointed his wand at the blank paper.

"I swear I didn't do a good job!"

The magical ripples spread along the center of the paper, and lines of text appeared on the surface.

"Sure enough." Ivan smiled. He had seen similar protection magic on the map of the point of life, but he didn't expect the two of them to actually get this magic out.

In contrast, the attached sheet of paper is not as special as a live-point map. It uses the most common parchment paper and is not a magic item.

After Ivan glanced a few times, he unexpectedly discovered that the Weasley brothers, besides attaching descriptions of the items, even wrote down the production methods of each item on paper, and asked him for his suggestions for improvement.

Ivan took this trust in his heart, and then checked the production method of the pygmy cat.

After reading it, Ivan realized that Dwarf Puss is actually similar to some intelligent (mentally retarded) robots in the Muggle World, and only performs some simple actions according to planned procedures.

George and Fred's father, Arthur Weasley, was originally an employee of the Muggle Abuse Bureau of the Ministry of Magic. There are many Muggle machinery in the family, and most of them are inspired by it.

Jingle Bell...

Just as Ivan was about to study the pygmy cat, a crisp bell rang at the door, and when he turned his head, he found that it was Dougt, who hadn't seen him for a long time.

"What's the matter? Dean Dougert?" Ivan put down the cute dwarf cat and asked.

"I received the news that the inspectors from the Ministry of Magic will be here in two days." Dougt frowned and said in a hurry.

After walking in, Dougert realized that this place was a little different before, but Dougt didn't take a closer look, so he asked anxiously.

"It's been so many days, why haven't you disposed of these dark magic items? What about Asia?"

"Dean Dougt, this is a formal magic shop, there is no black magic item you mentioned..."

Ivan interrupted Dougt's words with a serious face, and then spoke again.

"Don't look at us in the Knock Down Alley, opening a shop here, but our heart is very longing for the light. Therefore, we have been committed to the research work of preventing dark magic. Now there have been some results...please allow I solemnly introduce you to the flagship product in the store-curse-proof gloves!"

"Do you need to buy a pair? Dean?" Ivan pointed to the conspicuous shelf behind ~www.mtlnovel.com~Dougt looked dumbfounded. Did he go in the wrong place or the kid took the wrong medicine? ?

"You'd better keep these words and tell the people at the Ministry of Magic." Aisia did not know when he had already walked behind Ivan and rubbed his hair.

Speaking of it, Aysia was also very helpless. She really didn't know why Ivan had so many weird thoughts at a young age.

What did the current professors at Hogwarts teach when they were in class?

But Isiah thinks about it carefully, what Ivan said is quite reasonable, maybe he can use it when the time comes..

"I'm just rehearsing it in advance, Dean Dougert, what do you think is the effect?" Ivan shrugged and looked at someone who was sluggish.

"So, what happened during the month that I didn't come?" Douglas looked around in surprise and found a lot of things he had overlooked before.

For example, Ivan's pink, fluffy orbs that move and bounce around, the curse-proof gloves and cloaks hanging in a conspicuous place, and a large number of magic items that have never been seen before, all seem to be brand new.

"No way, black magic items are not easy to sell, so my mother and I had to research some good selling things." Ivan said in a relaxed tone.

But Dougte didn't quite believe it. He knew Aisia for so many years, and he knew how difficult it was to develop a new magical way. He hadn't been here for a month, not a year, so he suddenly changed his career to do legitimate business?

The change is too fast, right?

When he tried a few magical goods in person, Dougte had to believe it, especially Ivan's latest protective ring.

Just input the magic power to form a magical barrier similar to the iron armor curse, a 360-degree magical barrier to resist some magical attacks.

Dougte was eager to watch, and if he used it well, this is a life-saving artifact!

So Doug licked his face and asked.

"How to sell this stuff?"

"60 Jin Jialong!" Ivan said.

"Tsk, it's really expensive, can't it be cheaper?" Doug slapped his mouth. If it were replaced a month ago, he would probably buy it without blinking.

But it doesn't work now. In order to get through the relationship with the Ministry of Magic, he smashed hundreds of Jin Jialong in and learned the accurate news of the Ministry of Magic's inspection. The poor are about to eat the dirt.

"No way, for this level of magic items, the materials alone have to cost a lot of Jin Jialong, and there is no profit at all to sell one."

Ivan explained that the protective ring is an enhanced version of the anti-cursive gloves, and it is regarded as the highest level among all the magic items he has made!

At the same time, Ivan also found that the more powerful magic items are, the more expensive magic materials are needed. Otherwise, the magic fluctuations caused by activating the magic text sequence will instantly scrap those cheap magic materials!

Dougter had to put down the protective ring in disappointment. He knew a little about magic items, and he knew very well that Ivan was telling the truth.

Aysia rolled her eyes and found that the material cost of a protective ring was only nine gallons, but someone always thought that his labor costs were worth fifty gallons, so he made a gallon.. .

"What is this?" Aysia didn't break through Ivan's words, but was attracted by the pink pompon on his shoulder.

"Pygmy Pu, a kind of alchemy creature, was sent by two friends and is going to be put in the store for sale." Ivan responded casually, teasing the pink fluffy ball with his hands.

"Alchemy creatures? Do they have any special abilities?" Aysia's eyes lit up and asked.

Dougte also looked at it curiously. He had only seen the legendary alchemy creatures in books, and it was rumored that there were many in the home of the alchemist Nick LeMay.

"Well... is it cute?" Ivan said, tilting his head.

"Isn't that just rubbish? Who would buy something like this..." Dougte curled his lips in disdain, but then saw Aysia **** the dwarf cat from Ivan's shoulder.

"I think it's a bit interesting, you can study it..." Aisia tried to poke the dwarf cat, and the latter began to turn into a small pink ball and spin.

Ivan sat and watched helplessly as his new toy was taken away, but couldn't help but complain...

Ugh...women...

Dougt was speechless. He really couldn't understand what a pompom was worth studying, but he quickly adjusted it and asked Ivan to introduce him to other magic items.

After seeing a few magic items, Dougart couldn't help sighing.

"I think the inspectors of the Ministry of Magic will be shocked to see these things."

"Perhaps, I always feel that I need to add something..." Ivan looked around, still feeling a little unsatisfied, and there was still too little.

The things the Weasley brothers sent over were interesting, but only suitable for a specific group of people.

He is ready to make a fortune.

Thinking of what he had left plus the skill upgrade rewards, and about 300 points of academic performance, Yifan thought about it and asked.

"What if I make some potions and sell them here?"

"You want to sell potions? I should have told you before, but that requires a high level of potion production." Dougt frowned.

"Don't worry, the potion I brewed is very stable, and the effect will not be worse than that of the regular store." Ivan said confidently.

"What you think is simple. Potions are not sold by the way. Only wizards who have passed the certification can sell potions." Dougt dismissed Ivan's thoughts in an angry manner. Before, it would be no problem to do it casually. , This time facing the inspectors from the Ministry of Magic, they must not make mistakes.

"Then do you have this certification?" Ivan suddenly asked.

"Of course!" Doug said triumphantly.

Not long after he graduated, he had obtained this qualification certificate when he took up the post of St. Mungo's Magical Injury. Even if he was dismissed later, the qualification certificate was retained.

"Then what are we afraid of? Someone asks, just say that you put it here to sell on your behalf!" Ivan said indifferently.

But what if something happens?

Dougter opened his mouth~www.mtlnovel.com~ to refute, so he subconsciously looked at Esiah, hoping that she would help dispel Ivan's unrealistic idea.

It's a pity that even though Aysia was half-believing, considering Ivan's previous performance, he did not hesitate to choose to support Ivan's decision.

Dougte wanted to cry without tears, thinking that this trouble was entirely his fault, so he had to bite the bullet and reluctantly agreed.

However, Dougt insisted on personally checking Ivan's potion level to see if he could reach the corresponding level.

Only in the afternoon, Ivan took Dougt to Diagon Alley to buy potion materials and cauldrons.

As for the crucible that he bought at school before, he left it in the school and didn't bring it back, and one was not enough...

Compared with the poor and dangerous Knock Down Alley, Diagon Alley is like a place for normal people to stay.

There are many shops here, the streets are full of hustle and bustle of people, messy joking and bargaining, and occasionally you can see some little wizards chasing and playing...

Walking on the streets of Diagon Alley, Ivan looked around curiously.

A towering and solemn building that resembles a castle comes into view. People come and go, and the shiny bronze gate opens inward. Several goblins in scarlet and gold uniforms guard both sides of the gate, watching the surroundings vigilantly, facing the guests. It is a polite bow.

If you don't count the experiences in his memory, he is still here for the first time, so he is naturally interested in everything.

Along the way, Ivan also saw the ancient Ollivander wand shop and Lihen Bookstore.

But that was not where they were going, Ivan just looked a few more times, then turned his head, and stopped at the Pataki Cauldron.

"If you want the crucible, I have it there, so I don't need to buy another one." Doug said with a slap in his mouth.

Ivan ignored him and walked straight in, Doug sighed and only followed.

Because it was not time for the little wizards to start school, there were not many customers in the cauldron shop. The manager Patitch tried hard to sell them the pure gold cauldron from the recent fire, but Ivan refused without hesitation.

"The pewter crucible will do. Give me three...no, five!" Ivan took out the money from the pocket of the wizard robe and put it on the counter, using the sealing fee that Doug had previously given him.

"Five... five cauldrons?" Store Manager Patitch was also taken aback. It was the first time he saw a little wizard buy so many cauldrons, and then turned his head and glanced at Dougt. He thought it was mostly It's just that the child is playing around.

"What do you buy so many crucibles for?" Dougt was equally strange.

"Of course it's to make the medicine faster." Ivan glanced at him obliquely, picked a few crucibles in the store, and after paying, he left here straightaway, and went to the herb store not far away. After purchasing, there was not much left after giving the dozen gold Jialongs to the flower.

Dougt was still painstakingly persuading him, trying to dispel Ivan's idea of ​​using five cauldrons to boil medicine at the same time.

"Making potions is a delicate task, and you can't be distracted at all. I can use my years of experience to tell you that potions made from multiple crucibles are doomed to fail..."

Ivan Li ignored him. After returning home all the way, he couldn't wait to enter the work area in the basement and found an empty place to start preparations.

Dougte gritted his teeth helplessly, and decided that if there was something wrong with the potion that Ivan made, he would personally get a batch of potions out of it and secretly replace those that Ivan had boiled, lest he smashed the signs .

Stepping into the work area, Ivan did not immediately start brewing the potion, but picked up the carving knife to transform the newly bought crucibles and potion tools.

What Dougt saw was inexplicable, and he tried to interrupt and ask about the situation several times, but he didn't succeed.

Two hours later, in Dougt's surprised gaze, Ivan continued to wield his magic wand, like a music conductor in a Muggle band performance.

The potion materials that were placed aside and allocated according to their types jumped into the cauldron spontaneously.

Cutting and grinding tools on the side appeared one after another, suspended, cutting the potion materials into suitable sizes, grinding them into powder, and stirring them together.

"This...this isn't..." Dougt stared roundly, thinking of Aysia's magic kitchen.

But making potions is not cooking, it requires subtle control...

Just as Doug was about to speak out, he noticed that the potion materials on the five cauldrons were processed extremely accurately, without any omission.

How can one person be distracted to do so many things at the same time?

Dougt was confused.

In fact, he didn't know that Yifan was able to achieve such precise control by consuming grade points to activate the thinking acceleration mode of the experience card.

This is also thanks to Dumbledore's demonstration of how to use magic to control objects when Ivan was in the school hospital, plus the inspiration of Asia's Magic Kitchen, which led to this semi-finished pharmaceutical factory.

The original cumbersome process of making potions became easy under the control of Ivan's subtle magic, and even quite artistic, just like the bartender in the bar making cocktails as pleasing to the eye.

The roots of daisies...the powder of dried nettles...the petals of sunflowers...and a small peppermint.

Dougert quickly recognized that what Ivan brewed was a euphoria. As a common potion, the euphoria has a wide range of uses and can make the drinker's mood very good for a period of time without side effects.

When he was treating the wounded in his own dark hospital, he liked to add a diluted euphoria to the drinking water of some patients...

This usually allows the patient to walk out of the hospital with a smile after paying high medical expenses...

But what made Dougt frowned was that he remembered that peppermint was not the material required for the delight formula, so he interrupted.

"What do you do with peppermint? Did you remember the recipe wrong?"

"No, adding peppermint can improve the efficacy of the euphoria." Yifan shook his head and explained softly.

"Impossible, why have I never heard of...Where did you hear about it?" Doug said in disbelief.

"I was taught by the Half-Blood Prince..." Ivan said lightly, his wand frivolous, and the potion made by grinding was poured into the reagents that had been prepared.

After the incident, Ivan didn't want to stop at all, and continued to make the next batch of potions, this time it was a decoction of living hell.

The experience card mode of redemption of 100 academic points is only one hour, and he doesn't want to waste a minute.

Only the potion made in this state is the highest level he can achieve.

In addition, when Ivan was reading the original work in his previous life, he obtained some tips for making potions, and the final finished product will have a much higher potency than ordinary potions~www.mtlnovel.com~ or how? May compete with those regular potion shops.

Thinking of this, Ivan suddenly felt that he was a little miscalculated. Why had he forgotten to get Snape's old textbook when he was at Hogwarts.

Ivan vaguely remembered that the thing seemed to be in the advanced class classroom of the upper grades. In addition to the knowledge of potions summed up by Snape, there were a lot of advanced spells in it.

Seeing that Ivan was so addicted to making medicine and unable to extricate himself from it, Dougt could only hold his doubts in his heart, and set his eyes on the five bottles of delight on the table.

Dougt picked up one of the bottles, shook it, and found that the color was lighter than the normal euphoria.

Judging from his years of simmering medicine, the quality of this potion is not bad, but he obviously saw Ivan add peppermint to it...

It stands to reason that even if the potion does not fail, its efficacy should be greatly reduced!

Cruelly, Dougt opened the bottle and took a sip, a faint mint scent lingered in his mouth.

Immediately after a spontaneous happy mood surged into my heart, the worries in his heart were swept away in a short time, and Dougt's brows that had been frowning because of the Ministry of Magic's inspections were also loosened.

"It's so powerful..." Dougt muttered to himself with a smile on his mouth.

The euphoria agent Dought has not been made before, but the effect is far inferior to the one made by Ivan now.

The most important thing is that while improving the effect, it hasn't affected his normal thinking, just adjusted his mood.

"How? Can this kind of potion be sold?" Ivan ran out of time for an experience card, then stopped and asked instead.

"As long as the publicity is in place, it will definitely sell well, much better than the average potion store."

Dougte had to admit that Ivan's level of cooking medicine far exceeded his imagination!

Before, Dougert was still worried about whether Ivan would smash his golden sign by selling potions under his name. Now Dougert doesn't think so. This is the rhythm of becoming famous!

"Who is the half-blood prince you are talking about?" Dougt couldn't help but ask.

"It's Snape Severus! The potions professor at Hogwarts..." Ivan said.

"It turned out to be him! No wonder, I didn't expect you to be Snape's proud pupil at school."

For Snape, the potion master, Dougt certainly knew.

But he obviously heard that Snape hated the Gryffindor students the most, and the rumors had spread to him. It shouldn't be a rumor.

Could it be that geniuses have special treatment, Doug thinks so.

Ivan didn't correct Dougert's misunderstanding, because his method of making potions was indeed Snape's exclusive skill.

After receiving Dougert's approval, Ivan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the selling standard of potions was much lower than he had imagined. From this point of view, the potions he usually made should also be sold. .

As a result, in the face of Dougt's shock, after Ivan boiled a few waves of potions in a fancy manner, suddenly and honestly used a knife to cut the potion bit by bit.

In the face of Dougt's suspicious inquiry, Yifan called for a potion hierarchy to make some normal potions and separate them at different prices so that everyone can afford potions at the right price.

However, Dougt didn't know, but Ivan felt a pity in his heart. It's really too little to buy five crucibles. Only a dozen bottles of potions can be brewed in one hour. It's a waste of academic points. Tomorrow Must buy ten more crucibles back!

"By the way, Dean Dougt, you should also brew these potions, right?" Ivan suddenly turned his head to look at Dougt, who was in a daze.

"En. Of course..." Dougt nodded subconsciously before he recovered from the shock.

"Then come over and help quickly and brew some normal potions to recharge!" Yifan threw a medicine-cutting knife over.

Dougt took it in a daze, feeling a strong sense of disobedience inexplicably.

The deputy director of his dignified St. Mungo's Magical Injury Hospital, the potion he made was reduced to the point where it was used to replenish...

However, in order to steal some tricks of making potions from Ivan, Dougte rolled up his sleeves. Although he was frustrated in his heart, he still had a happy smile on his mouth...

After all, the efficacy of the euphoria agent has not yet passed...

After three busy days, Ivan finally ushered in the day when the system mission said the Ministry of Magic came to inspect.

Dougte left as early as yesterday, and Aysia has a new research project-Pygmy Pu, she is said to be remodeling this thing.

Ivan is at a loss, but the dwarf Pu needs to be remodeled?

Is the transformation more cute?

Precisely because of this, Ivan became the state of looking after the shop alone.

Until the afternoon, not far from the store, the space was distorted. Two men and a woman, three figures appeared in a side alley.

"This is Turnover Alley. It looks like it's nothing special except a little deserted." Among the three silhouettes, the young wizard who seems to be in his early twenties, looked around, and said in a relaxed tone.

"Don't let your guard down, Ellison! Knockdown Alley is definitely the most dangerous place in the entire magical world."

The one who spoke was a man with stiff and short hair, who looked very strong on the outside, but there was a deep worry in his words.

Seeing the Auror whose name is Ellison's unrelenting expression, he once again warned.

"You have just become Aurors not long, so it may not be clear that the Ministry of Magic had done an action to rectify Knockout Alley ten years ago. As a result..."

"What happened, Captain Dalis?" Ellison asked curiously.

"Most of the dozen or so Aurors in the action team were killed and injured. Since then, Minister Fudge has never launched a similar operation again." Dawlish sighed.

"Hiss~" Ellison took a breath and looked around carefully. Although it was empty, he still felt danger everywhere.

"Then let's go quickly, Captain... Go back and say we have searched and there is nothing in it..." Ellison said cautiously.

"How can that work?" Before Dalis could speak, the female Auror who had not spoken before scolded.

"We are Aurors, how can we give up action because we are afraid of danger! Ellison, have you forgotten why we chose this profession in the first place?"

Of course because the salary is relatively high! Ellison murmured silently in his heart.

"Sonny, Ellison, stop arguing. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com" As the captain, Dalis felt a headache. The Ministry of Magic arranged for him to have two players, either a fool or a fool, one more than one. Not reliable.

Sometimes Dawlish wondered if he was abandoned by the ministry, or how could he receive such a dangerous task and arrange such a team member for himself.

"Listen to me. We are here to investigate the proliferation of black magic items. The target is the shop opposite. Someone reported that many black magic items on the market are sold here..."

Having said this, Dawlish increased his tone and continued.

"So this must be a dark magic shop. After entering, you need to be careful not to touch the contents casually! Anyway, hold your wands tightly. We are trained Aurors. Don't panic no matter what you encounter... "

The female Auror named Sonny nodded cautiously, while Ellison swallowed and followed the Dlex worriedly, as if the shop in front of him was a magic cave...