Is This a Protective Ring? No, This Is Simply Another Life!

"What's this?" Dawlish asked, noting the difference in the gloves. They looked like high-end magical props.

"They're called Anti-Curse Gloves, and they're our main product!" Ivan introduced them to Dawlish enthusiastically, then glanced at Ellison and Sunny.

"If you don't like wearing gloves, change to a cloak or hat. Trust me, it will surprise your enemies!"

"What does it do? Can it kill an enemy instantly upon contact? Or is it cursed or something?" Dawlish was instantly nervous, thinking that after seeing so many normal magical objects, he would be able to tell if they were cursed or not.

He did not dare to underestimate the main product of a Dark Arts shop.

One had to know that when he was on a mission to capture a Dark Wizard, the Dark Magic item in the Dark Wizard's hand was extremely powerful and killed one of his companions almost instantly!

Seeing the Auror Captain's reaction, Ellison and Sunny became equally nervous, their expressions tense to the extreme.

"Kill the enemy? Carry a curse? How? It's not like it's a Dark Item…" Ivan shook his head.

Isn't this a Dark Arts shop? If not a Dark Arts shop, then what?

Dawlish and the others were confused, but Ivan explained.

"I said it's a pair of anti-curse gloves. As long as you're wearing them and staring into the other person's eyes, you'll be able to deflect the enemy's jinxes."

A counter-curse. Are you sure it's not a jinx?

Ellison opened his mouth to protest, wondering if they were in the wrong place and if this was still a Dark Arts shop.

"It can really defend against jinxes?" Dawlish frowned.

"Of course. Would any of you like to give it a try?" Ivan asked as he removed his gloves.

Ellison and the others were a little hesitant, as they had only heard about the gloves' effects from Ivan.

"I'll do it, then." Ivan was speechless at the sight of the three Aurors cowering in fear. Van shrugged and prepared to demonstrate.

"Is this thing really as magical as you say?" At this moment, the bold Sunny gritted her teeth and directly snatched it over, asking curiously.

After listening to Ivan for a long time, Sunny felt that the Captain was definitely fooling them. This was not a Dark Arts shop. She thought it was quite normal. For example, the bottle of Charm Potion was very good…

Sunny examined the gloves carefully. Other than some nice patterns on the back, they didn't seem any different from normal gloves.

Dawlish opened his mouth to stop her, but she had already put the gloves on her hands and did not seem to have any ill effects, so he kept quiet and told himself that he would not bring in any new students next time.

"Who's going to try and attack me?" Sunny said.

Dawlish saw what was happening and gave Ellison a look, indicating that he should go on.

"How about a Tarantella first? To be honest, I've never seen you dance before, Sunny. It must be fun…"

Ellison smiled, then raised her wand and cast the spell before Sunny could retort.

"Tarantella!"

Sunny was furious, and was about to curse, because anyone who was hit with this spell was usually forced to perform a funny dance, and she didn't want to make a fool of herself here…

However, to Sunny's surprise, her supposedly unreliable anti-curse gloves came into play, and the magical light was instantly deflected, hitting Ellison…

Ellison's smile froze on her face, and she was horrified to feel her body moving of its own accord. She stood on her toes, and when she moved her feet, they made clicking sounds.

"One of you get me out of this spell, now!" Ellison yelled, breaking down.

Sunny pursed her lips. 'Who was it tried to embarrass her with that spell? Serves you right!'

Then, she looked at the glove on her right hand and was shocked. She did not expect it to work!

"Curse Stop!" Dawlish waved her wand to dispel Ellison's spell, then turned her attention to the ordinary glove.

As an elite Auror of the Ministry of Magic, Dawlish knew exactly what a magical object that could reflect a spell meant…

It could be said that with this, one would have an absolute advantage in a one-on-one battle.

"How much is it?" Dawlish asked, although she knew she might be in a Dark Arts shop.

"Seven Galleons!" Ivan exclaimed.

"That's a lot of money, isn't it?" Sunny asked, curling her lip.

"It's that cheap?"

Sunny and Ellison froze, looking strangely at their Auror Captain. This was the first time they had seen anyone complain about a product being too cheap.

Ivan, on the other hand, knew exactly what Dawlish was trying to say. If the Anti-Curse Gloves could withstand jinxes without limit, seven Galleons would be an astronomical sum.

"It's cheap because the anti-curse gloves are only effective against low-level jinxes. If an opponent uses powerful dark magic, the gloves will immediately be destroyed!" Ivan said, not bothering to hide the truth.

He was, after all, a businessman with a conscience, and would not knowingly deceive his clients, especially when it came to flaws that could be seen by trying.

Dawlish was disappointed when he heard Ivan's words. He had expected a powerful magical tool.

However, Ivan's tone changed and he raised his voice.

"However, don't worry… we have the latest upgraded version of the protective ring! As long as you inject magic into it, you will be able to release a 360-degree magic barrier that allows you to easily defeat your opponents in the most intense battles!"

Dawlish's mind, which had just calmed down, instantly rose again!

What? A 360-degree magical barrier!

Instant Cast!

What did that mean?

Using it several times was equivalent to having an extra life!

Dawlish could barely contain his excitement. He had been an Auror for more than a decade and had been in all kinds of danger.

He couldn't help but wonder if he wouldn't have had such a ring in the first place.

(PS: The author did not expect the League Master to tip him, so he did not have a copy of the manuscript. He overestimated his writing speed. There are only four chapters today.)