Fantasy World Transmigration

As a well-known black market tycoon, Bo Jin has several real estates and properties under his name, as well as various businesses under his control. When these are replaced by Chen Ang with his real name magic, he will no longer lack places and manpower for experiments. material resources. The owl that Bo Jin turned into can only watch Chen Ang use his shop, control his business, use his connections, and spend his money!

Even those properties that have been cast with the Charm of Loyalty will naturally open their doors to 'their owners', because in any judgment, Chen Ang, who has taken away Bo Jin's real name, is Bo Jin himself, even more like him than Bo Jin , Borgin could see for himself how the magic took everything from him.

At the very beginning, Bo Jin thought that Chen Ang just cast a powerful confusion spell, making everyone think he was Bo Jin, but later saw Chen Ang take out the magic books and related books that he and his family had collected with ease. Inheritance, and even entered the vault of Gringotts Bojin in a big way, and took out the money that belonged to him.

Bo Jin almost went crazy!

"You can't do this!" Bo Jin begged: "Leave me something!" This was his most futile struggle when he saw Chen Ang pass the test of the spell and take out the black magic book inherited by the blood of the Bork family. You know, the Bork family once intermarried with the Black family, and his grandfather married Belvina, the daughter of Principal Black.

For this reason, the Bock family obtained a part of the black magic books inherited by Black from the Black family, but these things need to pass a blood test of the Black family before they can be opened to wizards.

But now, Chen Ang is holding a shadow-like magic book and reading it. This black family magic book discusses the three unforgivable curses. It looks like a dense and indelible shadow on the outside. It was found in the shadows under the hearth of the Bock family's old house.

How does the shadow flip through?

Bo Jin didn't know, in fact, he also relied on his Black bloodlines, he could only read it at the moment when morning and evening meet, when the first ray of sunlight shines on the shadows, but now it is in Chen Ang's hands to read it freely Then, like a horny bitch, she couldn't wait to sway her head around the thief's hand.

"Your stuff?" Chen Ang raised his head from the magic book and said with a smile: "What is your stuff? This is my stuff! You are a person without a name, remember, what you have now is just an illusory memory , you have nothing but the memory of Borgin Bock, which is mine, and you are a whole new person? . . . or an owl? It depends on what I want to turn you into?"

"My improved Malicious Transfiguration combines the professionalism and sophistication of the Arcane Transfiguration School, and incorporates the naturalness and coordination of ancient Druid Transfiguration, and at the same time combines the convenience and fun of wizards' Transfiguration. It is permanent Malicious Transfiguration. The key lies in 'permanent' and 'malicious', permanent means that if I don't cast a spell to dispel,

Then you can never recover, and only I can break the spell. "

"Maliciousness means that I can take the initiative, depending on whether I let the transfiguration express on you with good intentions or maliciousness, that is to say, if I want, I can give you an owl's brain, hoping it can hold you This shallow and poor consciousness."

"Of course, if I take your memory away—you'll have nothing. The name Borgin Bock will have nothing to do with you, you'll be a whole new person... or something. If I take You become a male dog, then you pray for a miracle that you won't be impulsive about a small furry animal."

Bojin was trembling - it was a bit funny that it happened to an owl, he opened his mouth and let out the mournful wailing of the night owl, Chen Ang raised his wand and gave him a malicious transfiguration, and then Mr. Bojin Uncontrollable, he developed an appetite for those small animals that moved in the shadows. He was afraid that he would flap his wings and fly up, rushing towards the wriggling mouse in the dark house.

After Chen Ang flipped through a few more pages of the magic book, Bo Jinfei came back, and this night owl's face showed a vivid expression of ashes. After Jin regained his original shape, he felt nauseated like a conditioned reflex, and he almost vomited, but the hairy touch in his stomach made his hair stand on end.

"I remember that wizards don't care about these things. You will eat the liver of a frog raw, swallow a half-sized poisonous toad alive, chew a dead mouse, or even rot... Why do you have a physiological disgust?" Chen Ang asked with interest, and he closed the shadow magic book with his backhand.

Bo Jin crawled forward, like a embarrassed house elf, put Chen Ang's feet on top of his head, and tremblingly said in fear: "My master..." Chen Ang smiled coldly, and used his magic wand to touch his head. With a little heart, Bo Jin immediately felt a kind of body twisting pain, his body began to twist and shrink, turning into a skinny appearance.

His head remained the same, it looked ridiculously big and small, his greasy hair began to fall out, his nose became sharp and long, his ears drooped like a pig, his face became wrinkled and old Pi, who is naked and skinny, has bulging eyes the size of tennis balls.

Borgin fumbled with his new body, then screamed like a goblin, knowing what he had become - a house-elf.

He looked at Chen Ang, wanting to vent his anger and fear, but an inexplicable constraint in his brain, the power of a contract made him completely collapse. He had a splitting headache and had to hug a The table leg kept bumping its head against it, so that the external pain could dispel the invisible and intangible pain that was working in his mind.

"Master...Master." Bo Jin stretched out his hand to Chen Ang and screamed, "Forgive me, Master, forgive me."

Chen Ang threw him a broken pillowcase, and Bojin sobbed and put it on his body. At this moment, he already knew that he had been transformed into a complete house elf. The memory belonging to Bojin was still in his mind, but That would only confuse him, because a deep-rooted nature had taken root in his brain.

"Look, it's not difficult to make you obey and fear, right?" Chen Ang smiled.

"A large proportion of magical creatures are created by wizards. How those ancient wizards created a species is still unknown to me, but I found some clues in the book Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. Derry, the northernmost part of Scotland On the island of Asia, there is a magical five-legged monster, its body is close to the ground, covered with thick reddish-brown hair, it has five legs, and a deformed foot grows at the end of each leg."