"Does that mean this kind of thing can't be sold in a joke shop?" Ryan was a little frustrated. After all, he needed gold galleons to purchase raw materials. If he didn't sell things through this channel for money, he would have to go to a pawn shop.
, but in this case he would lose a lot of money.
"Of course not." Fred waved his arm vigorously, how could he give up this lucrative industry. "Alchemy products of this level can just be used as high-end products in our joke shop. By the way, Ryan. You guys
What is the output of alchemical products?”
"I can make one product of this quality in a week. If I work overtime, I can make three in two weeks." Ryan didn't dare to expose the fact that he could actually make one in 40 minutes. But this speed also surprised Fred.
"One a week is enough, and it's impossible to sell too many high-end products from this kind of joke shop. I just heard you talk about this level of products, can you make other levels of things?"
"There are more advanced things." Ryan said and rolled up his sleeves to reveal a delicate silver bracelet on his wrist, inlaid with seven pale golden gemstones the size of pinballs.
"What is this?" Fred looked at this exquisite jewelry with some curiosity. He felt a faint light power from it, which made him feel warm all over.
"This is my hard work for more than a month." Ryan said in a boastful tone. "It can neutralize the negative energy in the surrounding environment, and has a weak amplification effect on some white magic related to life and light.
"
The core of the bracelet is mainly the seven golden gemstones on it. Each gemstone is made of a thousand sunlight crystals smelted together through alchemy. When a sufficient number of these sunlight crystals are gathered, they form a stable energy aggregate.
This aggregate is the only magic crystal that Ryan can obtain in batches. Unfortunately, this crystal has properties and is not suitable for the production of all magic props.
"Forget it, just give me a few of those bracelets." Fred shrugged. "This kind of magic prop, which costs at least five hundred galleons, is not suitable for sale in a store like ours."
Ryan took out two more copper bracelets from the space bag on his waist. "Okay, let's put these things here for consignment first, hoping to improve the reputation of our store."
"That's enough. Three of these things can last for a while. But I suggest you prepare more goods. When we go to the Quidditch World Cup, many people will probably buy our stuff."
At this time, there was the sound of the door opening from downstairs, and soon George came up carrying large and small bags.
"Ryan, why are you free to come to Diagon Alley today?" George put the things in his hands aside and asked.
"Bring some of my newly developed stuff over here so you can see if it can be used as a new product in our store, and buy some raw materials by the way."
"New product, what's going on?" As soon as George asked this question, Fred pulled him aside and quickly explained.
"That's right. Then you can go to the potion shop and raw material store on the street later to see if they have what you need. There are also some more precious raw materials in Gringotts. You can buy them at the Scale Auction House behind Gringotts.
Buy it." George enthusiastically introduced Ryan to various shops selling alchemy raw materials in Diagon Alley.
"There is an auction house in Diagon Alley, why have I never heard of it?" Ryan asked in confusion.
"After all, students generally don't have anything to do with auction houses. We can't afford the things there anyway, so we just heard some things about the auction houses from our father."
"By the way, if you have something that you still can't find, you can write us a list and we will help you look for it in Knockturn Alley." Fred finally added.
After bidding farewell to the Weasley brothers, Ryan first walked around Diagon Alley and purchased most of the basic alchemical raw materials he needed. However, there were a few raw materials that he could not find in Diagon Alley. After all, he needed the alchemy materials.
There are some things in the raw materials that are really not honest.
"Now all we need is a mummy powder and a vampire's blood. It seems we have to go to Knockturn Alley." Thinking of this, Ryan found a corner of Diagon Alley, then cast an amplifying spell on his clothes and drank it.
Take the Polyjuice Potion with you.
The polyjuice potion seized last time in Brazil was enough for two hours, and he took half of it when he came out this time. The hair in it was also pulled out by a middle-aged man of Southern European descent on his way home from the train station that day.
The polyjuice potion tasted like overcooked cabbage. After swallowing it quickly, the mud-like potion seemed to come alive in the stomach. After all the potion entered the stomach, a burning sensation came and spread quickly.
All over his body, Ryan felt that his whole body was about to melt. Soon he found that he was growing rapidly, and the baggy clothes he wore before due to the magnification spell became more fit. When all the discomfort stopped, he had become
A middle-aged man with a popular face.
"This feeling is really wonderful, but I hope I don't need to drink it again in the future." Ryan shook his head and changed the color and style of his robe, then lowered his head and dug out a ball wrapped in cloth that was similar to a football in the space bag.
The large cylinder was hung diagonally on the shoulders with a rope and he put on the hood of the robe. Then Shiran walked into Knockturn Alley.
Knockturn Alley is a dirty alley, seemingly lined with black magic shops. Through the dirty windows, you can see brown poisonous spiders and shrunken human heads. The wizards wandering the streets don't look alike either.
Good people, some people are openly selling some poisonous herbs or some weird silver products.
"How can I look like a dark wizard who often visits places like this? Urgent, wait online." Ryan encountered a big problem when he walked into Knockturn Alley, that is, he didn't know how a dark wizard dealt with people.
He didn't know what these stores sold. After thinking about it for a short time, Ryan decided to go to the Bojin Bock store because he only knew about this store.
The Borkin Bock store is the largest store in Knockturn Alley. Ryan found the store easily. On both sides of the store door were boxes filled with skeletons and bottles.
As soon as the store door was pushed open, the bell on the door rang, and Ryan walked straight to the front of the counter. A hunched man appeared behind the counter, stroking back his shiny hair with his hands.
"Welcome, who are you?" Mr. Borgin asked in a tone as smooth as his hair.
"You don't need to know this." Ryan said in English with a strong Spanish accent, imitating the tone of the pirate in the Assassin's Memory Legacy, and at the same time released some of the death part of the life magic. "I'm just buying a few things here.
Sell something, after all, I don’t have much cash on me.”
"Okay, what do you want to sell?" Perhaps because of the threat of those death breaths, Mr. Bojin quickly stopped testing and asked seriously.
"How much does this cost?" Ryan said, placing the cloth bag hanging on his shoulder on the counter, and then pulled off the cloth wrapping it.