Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

"Don't worry about remuneration. I will pay you according to Auror's salary standards and I will never let you suffer!"

"Can I do it?" Weizet asked subconsciously, "This should be a very profound knowledge, and it also contains the secrets of your family."

"You have the magic eye! This is the most important thing!" Ollivander said quickly, "Maybe you can think about it for a while and give me an answer before graduation!"

"You can study it first, and I'll give this to you first!" As if he was worried that Vizette wouldn't agree, he quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Not long after, he appeared in the shop again with a scale-covered notebook in his hand.

"The Hungarian Horntail dragon skin has been specially treated to keep it warm even when taking notes in winter."

Weizet felt the warmth of the dragon-skin notebook, as if he was holding a small hand stove. It felt good.

"Vizet, the notes contain basic wand-making methods, as well as some of my experiences. I'll give it to you, and look through it when you remember it."

"Is this a family secret? It's too valuable! I can't keep it." After hearing this, Weizet realized the value of this notebook.

He and Ollivander had just met, and to be treated with such sincerity, he was a little uncomfortable and subconsciously chose to refuse.

Ollivander advised: "Why don't you look through it first and see if you are interested?"

Having said that, Weizet did not refuse and opened his notebook to read page by page.

The notes contain a wealth of knowledge about wandmaking, enough to be recorded in the mind.

After making sure that the content in his mind was correct and that of his notes, he stuffed the notes back and said, "Mr. Ollivander, I have finished reading it and I have benefited a lot."

Ollivander's eyes dimmed, "You don't need to comfort me, it seems you have no interest in wand making."

Weizet explained: "It's like this... I read books relatively quickly. Although I can't understand the meaning, I have memorized the content."

"Really?" Ollivander said excitedly, "Do you think hawthorn wood is good for the body of the staff?"

Weizet looked through the notes in his mind, "If hawthorn wood is used as the wand body, the wand will become strange and contradictory."

"This is a relatively niche material, but I think its existence is reasonable. Since it can be used as a staff material, it should be able to find a suitable owner."

"Very good! Very good!" Ollivander's eyes lit up again, "The sycamore tree is used as the staff..."

Regarding the questions related to the notes, if it was just a simple retelling, Weizet could answer the questions fluently, and Ollivander was full of praise for this.

"Vizet, your world is absolutely vast! I must admit that it would be an understatement to let you become a wand maker."

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The sky has darkened, and the setting sun has painted Diagon Alley a bright orange color.

If you observe the buildings in Diagon Alley with your magic eye, you will see that the buildings turn into stained glass.

If you look carefully at the lines that hold the building together, you can also see the almost dry magic of silver-blue.

"Consuming the ancient magical power of Diagon Alley, did I successfully open the Magic Eye? If I want the Magic Eye to continue to grow, the road will only be long and difficult, and the journey is about to begin!"

Weizet stood outside the wand shop, playing with the wand in his hand. He liked the shape of the wand very much.

Not only that, this wand means a lot to him, it means that he has embarked on the path of a wizard.

Ollivander told him that the price of a wand at seven galleons was a discount for new students.

If you want to buy a wand later, the price will vary depending on the material of the wand.

But for Weizet, these are not issues to consider.

If he needs to replace his wand, he can always come to the store and trade it in for a new one.

For Ollivander, the wand modified by Wizette also has research value.

After playing with the wand for a while, Weizet carefully opened his pocket and slowly put it inside.

He looked around and couldn't help but wonder - where was Hagrid?

The two separated in the morning, and now that the sun was setting, Hagrid hadn't come back yet.

After getting along for a short time, Weizet felt that it was not Hagrid's character to leave without saying goodbye.

"Did something happen?"

He came to the pharmacy and found the potion master he met in the morning.

"Are you talking about Hagrid?" The potion master frowned and thought, "I think I saw him going that way..."

"Why don't you go over and have a look? By the way! Just remember to look at the street corner and don't go into Knockturn Alley!"

Chapter 14 A born dark wizard, an extremely dangerous person...that’s me.

It was already dark, the street lights on both sides of the street were on, and Diagon Alley seemed to be soaked in beer, giving it a tipsy and comfortable feeling.

Weizet walked out of the pharmacy, followed the instructions of the potion master, and turned into a dark alley.

The lights in Diagon Alley dimmed instantly, and the air circulating in the alley was filled with coldness and dampness.

The brick walls on both sides are crooked, and spots of fluorescent moss grow on the walls, emitting a cold green light, giving it a ghostly feeling.

The end of the trail is shrouded in darkness, like the entrance to hell, giving people the illusion that there is no return.

No matter how subtle your senses are, you can still detect something abnormal about this trail.

At the end of the path, Hagrid's roar sounded.

"Let me go! I don't want to buy it! Don't touch me!"

A arrogant voice laughed, "What are you talking about? Didn't we agree on this? We brought the dog here... You don't want the dog to be killed by us, do you?"

Hagrid's roar became louder, "Don't do this! The little cutie hasn't even opened his eyes yet! You suddenly raised the price, and I don't have that much money! Give me another day!"

The arrogant voice continued, "Give you another day? This is a hot commodity! Let us search you. If you really don't have that much money, I will sell it to you at the original price!"

Hagrid roared firmly, "No! I only have that much money on me!"

Vizet realized that Hagrid had a conflict with another group of people.

Now is not the time to be a hero or watch the fun. Going back to Diagon Alley to ask for help is the right solution.

Just as he was about to return, a cold voice sounded behind him, "Bringing a brand new cauldron? And an owl?"

"Looks like a freshman..." A wizard covered in a black robe appeared, holding his wand high, and the tip of the wand emitted a pale light, "Kid, how come you are here?"

Vizet subconsciously lowered his head and blocked his eyes with his hands to avoid being blinded by the light.

The black-robed wizard continued: "I'm so lucky today, two fat fish... Follow me!"

Vizet reached into his pocket, and inside was a gift from Ollivander - a fist-sized iron plate, a magic item with defensive properties.

The method of use is also very simple. You only need to touch the iron plate back and forth three times to trigger the iron armor spell contained in it.

Vizet vaguely understood the preciousness of this iron plate, but now the situation is urgent, and it seems that he can only rely on this magic item to escape.

He followed the black-robed wizard deep into the path and saw a strange scene at the end of the road.

Greek-style tunes rippled in the air;

The tall Hagrid leaned against the wall, clenched his fists and glared;

There were three ragged men who were like hungry wolves. Although they were only as tall as Hagrid's waist, they surrounded the giant.

"Vizet...how did you come here?" Hagrid asked in surprise, and then continued to roar, "How dare you hold a child hostage!"

"So you know each other, then he can only blame his bad luck."

The black-robed wizard pushed Vizet and joined the other three to surround Vizet and Hagrid.

Vizet was not as excited as Hagrid. He looked behind the four people, where a giant beast was lying and sleeping soundly.

The giant beast looked like a pug magnified countless times. It was as tall as him just lying on the ground and sleeping.

The most peculiar thing was the appearance of this dog. It had three heads and drooled when it smacked its mouth.

The three-headed dog is a 5X-level magical animal. It is native to Greece, likes sweets, and has a size and magic resistance comparable to that of a dragon...

According to the rating of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", 5X is the most dangerous level. This type of magical animal is extremely dangerous and difficult to tame.

According to Vizette's understanding of Hagrid, if Hagrid wants to call a magical animal "cute", hugeness and danger are essential attributes.

Vizette asked: "Hagrid, do you want to buy it?"

Hagrid nodded angrily, "I brought enough money, but they asked for a huge price and raised the price to 600 Galleons!"

The black-robed wizard said: "In order to bring this big guy here, one of our brothers was captured, so of course we have to pay more! That's our closest relative..."

"This is not a reason for you to break your promise!" Hagrid spat and interrupted the black-robed wizard.

"Breaking my promise? Yes! I am breaking my promise!" The black-robed wizard laughed strangely, "Now there is another child who knows our secret, so I have to add more money!"

"Now there is another child, you can go back and get the money! If you don't bring a thousand Galleons tomorrow... the ghost of this child will come to you!"

"Huh!" Hagrid was startled and waved his hands and said, "You can't do this! You must not do this!"

Seeing this, Vizet couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows.

Although Hagrid looks as tall as a giant, he is extremely easy to be manipulated.

A simple threat made him so flustered that there was no room for negotiation.

Life in the orphanage in the previous life made Vizet understand that he couldn't back down when encountering such things. Backing down would only make the evil people more aggressive.

To deal with such unreasonable evil people, they need to be scared.