Fantasy World Transmigration

After leaving the bookstore, Chen Ang visited a potion raw material store called Slug and Ziggs Pharmacy. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a smell of rotten eggs mixed with rotting biological tissues, which made Chen Ang I had to calmly apply a 'fresh air' to myself, this is a life spell I just learned, Chen Ang imitated it with arcane skills, but it looks decent.

Glancing at the wooden barrels piled up on the ground, there are toad livers, eel eyes, bat droppings and other things in them. The sticky ones are full, and the cabinets on the wall are full of various powders and herbs. A glass bottle, some dried animal tissue, claws, feathers, and fangs, and some dark tissue parts of some unknown animal, like a lump of grease, threaded on a dirty rope. In a row, the whole style of painting is a bit like an African witchcraft material market.

Chen Ang should be thankful that there are no skulls of men and women, organs of Muggle children, withered hands, and rotten brains, such necromantic spell-casting materials, but Chen Ang knows that there must be these things in Knockturn Alley, This may be the reason why the Ministry of Magic acquiesced in its existence!

After all, although a lot of black magic is illegal in theory, it is already an almost public behavior for wizards to practice these things secretly. Wizards who do not learn this kind of magic are against the traditions of wizards. Most wizards are like Like the Texans in the United States, they are loyal supporters of gunism. Every pure-blood family regards the black magic of the family as their lifeblood, except of course the pure-blood shame Weasley.

Although the materials here are complete, what Chen Ang most hopes to buy, instead of tissues, organs and specimens, is nothing. Live magical animals can only be bought in pet shops and the black market.

As for whether to go to the pet store to buy some? Chen Ang felt that it would be better to go to the black market.

What Chen Ang most hopes to obtain is those magical animals that can be dissected and studied, full of vitality and fresh magic power, and are carrying out life activities all the time, instead of these decayed, decayed, and lifeless magic materials, but He still bought some, and prepared to do repeated experiments on potions, relying on repeated formulas, to study something.

Although the magic books in Lihen Bookstore are comprehensive, some books related to black magic and ancient magic knowledge banned by the Ministry of Magic are not sold at all. They are either handwritten copies or early versions published before the relevant laws of the Ministry of Magic were perfected. They are now in the study rooms of the major pure-blood families and in the restricted section of Hogwarts.

Among the potion formulas, although there are related books on Fuling Potion and Compound Potion, there are no clear formulas. The formulas of other common potions are clear, but there is no systematic pharmacological analysis and dialectics. It seems that wizards study The only way to make potions is to try, by experience, to discover something by chance.

After Chen Ang came out of the pharmacy, his bulging wallet was dry, and the Galleons he exchanged were a bit poor for his huge shopping plan, but Chen Ang was no longer going to exchange them. The two most important materials,

Books and potion materials are already in place, and he is not going to buy those outdated appliances in the magic world, such as crucibles. He doesn't need folding, enchanting, or automatic stirring. It's what he wants.

As for the Ollivander Wand Shop, although Chen Ang does need a wand, he prefers to make one by himself, combining the knowledge of making wands in this world with Faerun's knowledge of arcane arts. For an existence like Chen Ang , Ollivander's wands are too shallow. If he tries, he will find that every wand is suitable, but it seems to be suitable but none of them are suitable.

Chen Ang doesn't need a wand to adapt to him, he is capable of driving any magic item, so he only needs to make a suitable one by himself.

Now Chen Ang only needs to find a foothold. He returns to the location adjacent to the middle of Diagon Alley where Gringotts is located. People keep comparing Knockturn Alley and Diagon Alley, as if they were two streets that could stand side by side.

In fact, Diagon Alley is the largest gathering place for wizards in London. It is a big market with a lot of shops of all kinds, while Knockturn Alley is just a remote and hidden corner of Diagon Alley. The black magic material store in the store is actually very remote and small.

Chen Ang came here only because it was hidden enough.

The alley is dark and narrow, and the dark magic shops on both sides are also very dark and remote. There was an old and ugly witch peeking at him from behind the counter, smiling and showing her specially sharpened teeth. Chen Ang knew this at a glance. Teeth come from many different people, and it appears that this witch, like President Washington, has a penchant for pulling out other people's teeth and putting them in her own gums.

Of course, President Washington also likes strong black maids. When he pulled the teeth of black people, there might not be black toothpaste yet.

So Chen Ang quickly lifted his umbrella. Although it was really just an umbrella, at least it made people think that he still needed a magic wand, so as to conceal that this great arcanist didn't need a magic wand, nor did he need magic surgery. fact.

"Curse down!"

This is a fourth-level necromancy spell, but it was slightly modified by Chen Ang, adding some head drop techniques, and then Chen Ang saw the witch covering her mouth in horror. Rooted in the gums, a large number of bony spiny roots are trying to drill into her mandible.

The witch fell to the ground in pain, unable to howl, only hissing.

"There are really teeth pulled out from the mouth of the dead! Then enjoy their resentment! The gift of the dead is not so easy to take..." Chen Ang sneered and continued to move forward Go, several wizards who stretched their heads to watch quietly from the side quickly retracted into the room, Chen Ang easily gained respect on this dangerous street.

He came to the No. 13 B shop. This shop was bigger than any black magic shop in Knockturn Alley. Of course, it was also dark and messy. Chen Ang, who had no expectations for the service quality of the magic world, bowed his head and walked in. In this black magic store, which resembles a traditional Chinese grocery store in the 19th century, there are various masks hanging on the walls.

The obvious traces of curses and black magic had a presence that Chen Ang could not ignore.

There was no one in the shop, and the shop owner seemed very worried about the security here. He put his products here so easily. Some yellow wooden false eyes were soaked in glass bottles. When Chen Ang stepped forward, his eyeballs moved quickly. Turning around, those dense eyes stared at him, and there were all kinds of skulls. Chen Ang could identify those living skulls that belonged to different races and genders. They were placed on the counter. Some material was taken from the dead, some from the living.

Of course, after taking it off, it must be dead.

The difference lies in whether there is any resentment before death entangled on it.

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