Hogwarts Blood Wizard

After shopping like this for a long time, Ivan picked and bought a lot of materials for making potions, and prepared to practice his hands after returning home.

In the future, dark magic items may not be easy to sell. In order to make the family's business better, maybe he can make some potions to try.

In view of Dougt's status as the former deputy director of the St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, Ivan asked for advice on the production and sale of potions.

"Are you going to sell potions?" Dougt's pace stopped.

"Listen, the making of potions is never an easy task. If the various processes are a little less effective, the effect will be very different. Maybe you have successfully made some potions in the potions class at Hogwarts. , But that is far from the level that can be sold!"

"For a bottle of potion for sale, it not only needs to have a significant effect, but it also needs to have strong stability, instead of letting the buyer know how much the potion can do before drinking it."

Dougert patiently explained to Ivan, and then even suggested.

"If you are interested in potions, I suggest you better go to the potions department of the St. Mungo Magical Injury Hospital to work for a while after graduation."

Ivan listened very carefully, but he still had some confidence in his potion level, especially in the experience card mode, even blood fusion potions that required a level 6 potion level could be deployed smoothly.

"Well, you go to the neighborhood by yourself first, don't get too far away, call me if you have something." At this time, Dougt, as if he had discovered something, grabbed some gold gallons from his pocket and gave it to Ivan, after giving an order, squeezed toward a lively stall.

Ivan took the money, but didn't refuse. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he just wanted to buy something, so it was taken as borrowed, and he would just return it when he had money.

By the way, Ivan took a look in the direction of Dougt, and found that there were a few wizards and fairies playing cards, possibly a place for gambling, and suddenly lost interest.

"Drinking...gambling...extortion, how did this character become the deputy dean in the first place?" Ivan shook his head looking at the enthusiastic appearance of Dougt sitting there.

After Dougt left, Ivan let go of his hands and feet, and strolled around the wizarding market.

With a systematic identification function, Ivan felt that he might be able to find some good things in the market.

Special offer Dragon Liver Qixi Ke one ounce...

The eight-eyed giant spider's venom is only sold for 60 gallons...

.....

There are all kinds of weird things in various small stalls, and the screams are endless, many of which are far below the market price of Diagon Alley.

But on the other hand, there is also chaos. Many of the goods sold are fake and defective products, which are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Ivan saw a light wheel 2000 that only sells for 60 gallons at a stall, but after contacting it, he found that the speed of this thing was only a pitiful 40 miles per hour, and he didn’t know what it was. The method made it look like the light wheel 2000.

In the end, Ivan only found something worth buying in an inconspicuous small stall.

It was a silver-white bracelet, which seemed to be made up of a series of animal bones. The link at the end was a circular mark on which there were seventeen magic words arranged in a certain order.

These are some brand new ancient magic texts that he didn't know... even the books that Aysia gave him introducing ancient magic texts did not mention them.

At the moment of contact, the system's information appeared in Ivan's mind.

Magic props: magic ring

Magic: low (high)

Effect: Concentrate magic power, repel objects within one meter (three meters) of the body

Explanation: It only looks intact on the surface...but due to improper use by the holder, this bracelet is close to the edge of damage, and you can only stimulate its power twice.

"The circle of magic power, 900 gallons!" The stall owner was a short wizard. Seeing that Ivan was just an eleven or twelve-year-old wizard, he couldn't really raise much interest, but he still introduced.

"As long as the magic power is poured in, the stored magic power can be exploded when needed, and the power can knock an adult wizard into the air."

"A thing that is about to be damaged, would you dare to sell it so expensive?" Ivan glanced at him and said without hesitation.

The short wizard was stunned first, then furious.

"Damaged? This is intact! If you can't afford it, get out!"

"Really? Not necessarily..." Ivan said as he took out ten Jin Jialong from his pocket and placed it on the stall.

"This is ten golden gallons. How about a bet with you? Your magic circle can only be used twice, and the effect is not half of what you said... If I lose, the money goes to you, I won the bracelet to me..."

The short wizard shut up. Over the past few months, he has seen many wizards with bracelets, but this is the first one to be so precise.

Even he himself wasn't sure how many times this bracelet could be used, only that it was about to break.

"My house sells magic items."

Ivan explained that the short wizard understood it, and after looking at him for a while, he said depressedly.

"Sixty Jin Jialong, you can take it away if you want...maybe it can still be used for repair."

"Six, let me tell you from the most professional perspective. At most, it has the value of research..." Ivan didn't know the market price and was pitted, so he simply cut a discount.

The short wizard looked at him blankly for a while, only one word was offered.

"roll!"

"If the price is too low, we can talk again..." Yifan didn't mean to leave, but he knew that the bargaining was too harsh, and his tone slowed down a lot for a while.

In the end, Ivan finally got it at the price of thirty-five gold gallons after going through a bitter fight.

Did I make a profit?Still lost?

Ivan put the bracelet on his left hand, always struggling with this question in his mind, but he felt better when he thought that the magic text on it might be the real precious thing.

Seeing the sky gradually dimmed, Ivan didn't go to other stalls, but found Dougert, who was still playing cards at that small stall.

The stall owner seemed to be a fairy. He was so casually draped in a piece of rags and sat on a tall stool. If it weren’t for the stall owner’s position, some Jin Jialong was placed in front of him. I thought it was a house elf brought out by a wizard.

"Lost?" Ivan stepped forward, looked at the situation on the court, and asked Dougt.

He doesn’t know how to play wizard cards, but just look at the expressions of a few people. The stall owner’s goblin is always smiling, and the other two poker friends’ faces are not very good. The facial features are almost squeezed together...

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