After using the Midas touch to exchange gold for Galleons, Bree returned to the Leaky Cauldron and headed to the Corner Tower after eating.
"Brie, how much did it cost?" Val stared at Brie with excitement. It wasn't until Brie opened the box that he lay aside in a daze.
"That's a lot of Galleons!"
Seeing Ver's face being stunned by the gold, Brie smiled and said, "Do I want to turn you into gold too?"
Vern has a body of bronze and can turn stones into gold, but it is obvious that Vern is very adaptable to his current self.
"No, I don't want it to be golden. Bronze is fine." Verre spat out a mouthful of sparks and got into the box.
Bri took out his note and began to write down some raw materials to be purchased later. He planned to establish himself as a master of alchemy, so that he could legitimately collect wealth and create capital for the establishment of a family in the future.
But one step at a time is the right path. Bree's plan for the next semester is to practice alchemy in addition to learning natural magic, accumulate some superficial wealth, and then buy a shop in Diagon Alley to open an alchemy shop during the holidays, and
Ask the professors for some academic questions. Natural magic is the foundation of Burri, and establishing a magic system is definitely not something Burri can accomplish in his dreams. He needs to go deep inside and do a lot of experiments.
"If I can give wizards a way to learn natural magic, then I will control knowledge. This is a more solid means than controlling the economy."
"The inheritance of a family for thousands of years will never depend on wealth, but on things that are unique, indispensable to people, or closely related."
Bree divided the list of materials she had written into categories and prepared them to place the order in Diagon Alley. However, before that, Bree needed to go to London to find a house. Bree had to have a place where the Muggle world could rest.
On the second day, Bree went to the house sales office in London early and used some simple magic spells to prevent the people here from kicking him out because of his age. It didn't take long for him to find a villa on the outskirts of London.
, it is said that the owner here put it up for sale because he immigrated to the United States.
After Bri and the salesperson signed the house transfer certificate, Bri also owned his own residence on this land.
"I don't know if this is worth so much gold." Burri turned some stones into gold and sold them in exchange for this place. After all, Burri is a good and law-abiding citizen, and he will not pick up stones and use them.
Transfiguration deceives people.
And gold will not cause inflation in London.
“Cleaned up and smells fresh!”
Bree used powerful magic to clean up the house, then officially moved in and started his alchemy journey.
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For a month and a half, Buri conducted alchemy experiments in the turret. The books left by the previous owner of the turret gave Buri a lot, and he mastered many unique skills. Under Buri's production regardless of cost, a
Piles of alchemical items with various magical effects were piled in the box.
For example, a scarf that automatically adjusts the temperature, a lamp that can levitate, a brooch that can block minor curses, a quill that automatically records notes...
These are alchemy items that have already been produced. They are considered to be Brie's handiwork. They just added some natural magic power when writing the magic text, so they appear more powerful.
"boom!"
On the first floor of the turret, the lines on the walls flashed with magical brilliance, blocking sound and smoke, allowing the first floor to quickly return to its original appearance.
"Brie, are you okay?"
Vern heard the sound and rushed down from the second floor. He looked at the embarrassed Bree and said, "It's okay, Bree. This is your first failure. We can take it slow..."
"No, this is not a failure. I was just experimenting with putting evil curses on alchemical items. Maybe I can make cursed items. Although I succeeded, I did not immediately suppress the malice inside, and the boiler that cooked the potion exploded.
.”
Picking up the oil lamp, Brie continued: "This is a dark lamp, it lights up darkness. As long as it is lit, there will be no light or heat around it. This is the inspiration I got when you absorbed light as lamp oil.
.”
This is a very beautiful lamp, but it is lifeless, which makes Ver very disgusted.
"Oh, throw it away quickly, I don't want to go near it."
Bree smiled after hearing this and said: "Then leave it in the corner for now. I have to go to Diagon Alley. There is news about an important material over there."
After Bree finished speaking, he used the teleportation magic of the notes to go to a dark alley in Diagon Alley, and then he walked into a dirty alley not far away.
This is the dark side of Diagon Alley, Tipp Alley.
Bree's target was the Borgin-Bock store in Turning Bucket Alley. Under the powerful ignoring spell, most of the pedestrians around did not find any trace of Bree. Even some people noticed something was wrong and did not explore it. In Turning Bucket Alley, they were too curious.
It will bring death.
"Exhortation."
Mr. Borgin was sitting on the counter when he heard the doorbell ringing, but he only felt that a shapeless thing came in front of him.
"Dragon Egg, I think you still remember."
Dragon eggs!
Yes, a dead dragon egg. Mr. Bojin remembered clearly that someone had ordered it last week, and even said that he had been given a deposit of five hundred gold galleons in advance.
"Okay, please wait." Mr. Bojin's shrewd eyes were very sharp. He did not do anything extra, but hurriedly walked into the back room. It was obvious that this was a big deal, and the dragon egg was definitely a
Items that are not traded casually.
Bree looked around and saw a tattered bookshelf, and became interested. What kind of books could be found in such a place?
"The Secret of Venus."
"The Witcher Game for Different Ages"..."
""Ancient Breeding"?"
""Body Signals of Aging"!"
"What are these?" Brie threw the book aside. Judging from the tatters, it could be seen that it had been loved for a long time.
"Isn't there anything useful?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Sir, do you want something real? Those things are not here, but..." Mr. Bojin walked out holding a wooden box, obviously this
The box was found randomly and was in great tatters.
He put the box on the counter, rubbed his hands and said, "Please pay the balance first so that I can find good books for you."
Mr. Borgin knows how to ensure profits. He doesn't think that some simple protective magic can stop his invisible customers. Although the things outside are worthless, even if they want to come, they will look down on them, but dragon eggs have to be careful.
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Bree threw a cloth bag on the cabinet, making a sound of gold galleons colliding, and the joyful sound made Mr. Borgin's eyes light up.
"Oh, thank you, my humble guest." After saying that, Mr. Borgin walked into the back room and quickly found a few more books that exuded an evil aura.
"Be careful, this requires a strong will to observe. Of course, this is not a problem for you." Mr. Bojin handed over the book tremblingly, and quickly withdrew his hand. There was still a lingering touch on his hand.
Black air.
"This is a small problem." Mr. Bojin waved his hand, and the black air slowly left.
Bree raised his eyebrows. He had only seen such strange books in the restricted area of Hogwarts, and those books were all precious knowledge.
"The Secret of the Saints, Advanced Black Magic, and Heart of the Inferi." Bree raised her eyebrows. None of these books were in the restricted book section, and she felt a sense of pressure just by hearing the names.
Saints, this is the first generation of dark magic Gellert Grindelwald's force. It is very similar to the Death Eaters, but in fact it is very different. Although they are both subordinates, it is obvious that Grindelwald is smarter and has more leadership awareness.
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You can take a look at cutting-edge black magic. It may be an in-depth explanation of the three unforgivable curses. The Inferi is an evil magical creation. It can be regarded as alchemy, but it is very evil and dangerous. It is rumored that Voldemort created it.
He gathered an army of Inferi, but I have never heard of him using them.
"Bid." Brie said coldly.
"Hehehe." Mr. Bojin stretched out two wrinkled, pale fingers, and then stretched out five more.
Without hesitation, Bree took out another two hundred and fifty gold galleons, took the wooden box and three books and left Knocking Dump Alley directly.
When Brie returned home, she cleaned the dead dragon eggs and soaked them in a vat of steaming soup. Then she cut her finger and added a few drops of blood.
"Brie, you are studying the alchemy of life!"
When Val saw the arrangement made by Bree, he immediately shouted loudly and curled up into a ball while trembling.
The alchemy of life, this is what Ver fears the most. It was originally made into a bronze snake by the owner of the turret, and the soul can no longer leave this hard iron lump.
"I'm sorry Ver, but the most perfect way I can think of to deal with Voldemort's soul is to make him a servant who cannot disobey orders."
"...Servant?" Ver's eyes were full of moist lamp oil, and the corners of his mouth trembled as he said, "Do you also regard me as a servant?"
Brie was shocked, hugged Verde and said, "Of course not, you are my friend."
"...Then you have to leave the money to me for safekeeping, and I will record every expenditure."
Bree threw Ver who was talking nonsense against the wall, turned around and continued to deal with his own affairs.
"Promise me now, Brie!"
Brie couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said, "Before I regret throwing you into the tank, go upstairs and clean up."
"Oh, hum!" Val puffed up his cheeks angrily. He had been staring at the golden galleons in Bree for a long time, but he never had the chance to take it away. That box has a terrible magic!
"I think you should have been made into a bronze sniffer instead of a lamp oil snake. Maybe you could dig for treasures for the owner of the turret."
Brie took a sip of the thick soup in the vat, and a look of surprise flashed across her face.
“I didn’t expect that these ingredients tasted particularly good when cooked together.”
Brie closed the lid and then controlled the wind to disperse the fragrance in the room so that she would not lose control.
"Ver, please watch it for me and don't open it. This can't be done in a short time."
"Got it!" Vale responded listlessly after hearing what Bree said.