It's Just In The Store, It's Actually Yours!

The Extendable Ears were considered a highly cost-effective commodity by Dawlish,

There were often times when an Auror had to follow or find out the other party's identity. If one used magic, it was inevitable that the other party would notice. If one rashly tried to get close to the other party, it would arouse the other party's vigilance. It would be much more convenient if one had a support prop…

Not to mention, the special price was only sixteen Sickles, not even one Galleon. How cheap!

The only thing Dawlish found a bit of a pity was that the telescopic ears were so obvious. The ears were obviously eavesdropping devices that needed to be attached to thin wires.

After learning about Dawlish's troubles, Ivan did not hesitate to say that anything could be solved with money!

If worse comes to worst, I'll disguise it with Muggle technology, which Ivan believes is far superior to magic when it comes to eavesdropping…

Considering that the Auror Captain did not have enough money with him, Yvonne said kindly.

"If you don't have enough money now, you can make a reservation and pay half the deposit!"

Ivan handed half of the bag of Galleons back to Dawlish and then retrieved the protective ring.

Dawlish instinctively tried to match Ivan's actions, but then he remembered that something was wrong. Why didn't he bring the money tomorrow?

"There's a limited number of these things, and if you order one, you'll have less," Ivan explained, then added seriously.

"Besides, you're only keeping it for a while. It's still yours!"

Dawlish nodded as if that was true.

After taking back half of the Galleons, Dawlish felt rich again, so she bought a pair of Extendable Ears and ordered a deluxe edition.

Ivan then introduced Dawlish to the Quibbler, noting that it automatically helped him with his tedious paperwork.

Although Dawlish had seen this item before, he was so frightened that he never thought of buying it.

After hearing Ivan's explanation, he soon realised that answering quills could greatly improve one's daily work efficiency, so he paid for it again.

"Intelligence Potion. Keeps your mind sharp and picks up all kinds of clues when you're on a tracking mission." Yvonne pointed to the potion on the other side of the room.

"I'll buy it!" Dawlish said through gritted teeth.

"Smooth hair lotion… I think your hair might need a bit of a fix…"

"Buy!"

…

"Fake wands…scum…"

"… buy!"

Dawlish muttered something under her breath, but when she took the two items from Ivan, she realised they were useless to her.

Why buy this for no reason?

However, seeing Ivan waiting for him with a look of anticipation on his face, he had no choice but to take out the last few Sickles from his pouch.

Ellison, who was standing at the side, had already spent all of his savings, and even owed quite a bit…

This was because Ivan was very kind and offered to pay in installments, as long as a magical agreement was signed.

Spending tomorrow's salary to buy today's combat power was simply beyond conscience.

When the three of them left the shop, they felt as if they had been hollowed out. However, when they saw the pile of items in their hands, they suddenly felt much more fulfilled.

…

Inside the shop, Ivan was happily counting the gold Galleons in the bag. There were nearly a hundred of them!

This was only a small portion. According to the agreement, the three Aurors had to pay another two hundred Galleons within the next six months!

Ivan didn't expect to get any more money from the trio any time soon.

At the same time, the shop was much emptier, and more than half of the items on the counter had been sold.

After much consideration, Ivan decided not to keep the ring in the shop, but to let Dawlish use it so that he could use it when he arrived at the Ministry of Magic.

When Ivan finished counting the Galleons, a white arm reached out and snatched the bag away from him, then placed ten Galleons on the table.

Ivan: ???

He only gets a little? Ivan looks at Alicia with resentment…

"That's not even enough to cover the cost of your studies!" snapped Alicia.

Ivan thought about it for a moment, and it seemed to be true. Practicing the magical inscription of yew wood, the metal used to make magical tools, and the countless materials he had scrapped to study the magical alphabet required a lot of Galleons.

In that case, the Galleons earned today could only be considered to have made back some of their money.

You had to count on a large Ministry of Magic order to make money.

What really surprised Ivan was that the mission given by the system was delayed.

Was the Ministry's review not over?

Or was it too soon to judge?

…

Ministry of Magic, Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Auror Headquarters

Head of Department Pierce Thicknesse sat at the head of the table with a dark expression on his face, while the Auror supervisor, Rufus Scrimgeour, waited quietly with a sour expression on his face.

Together, they listened to the reports of the Auror captains.

"When we tracked the target number seventy-two, we encountered strong resistance, and two members of the team were seriously injured…

The one who wounded us was a Dark Wizard who used a powerful Dark Item so suddenly that we had no time to react…"

"Trash… trash! There were four Aurors, and not only did you injure two of them, but you also failed to capture the Dark Wizard!" Pierce slammed the table and roared in the office.

The Auror captain, who was the one to give the report, lowered his head and did not argue, his face full of guilt.

After cursing for a while, Pierce stopped and paced around his desk, worried sick.

The supervisor, Rufus Scrimgeour, dared to speak up.

"Director, even if we fail this mission, we can't blame the Seventh Task Force. Dark magic items have all kinds of strange effects, some of which are extremely powerful. I think the Aurors have done their best…"

Pierce sighed and nodded resignedly. He had heard the same news countless times since the Ministry's mass investigation of the Dark Arts epidemic.

One or two Aurors were injured almost every day, and even the day before, the first victim, a poor Auror, had half his body blown off by a black magic object.

She died before being taken to St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries…