My Black Magic Is Too Good, It Can Be Automatically Whitened

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A knock on the door interrupted the conversation between mother and daughter.

Mrs Bashar went downstairs to open the door.

The blonde girl Angelica was unaffected and continued to paint her nails.

Dunn stood at the door of room 7, Privet Drive, raised his hand and knocked on the door, his eyes couldn't help but glanced at number 4, Privet Drive, which was diagonally opposite.

Decades later it would be the house of the saviour's Uncle Harry Potter, the Dursleys, but it is clear that the people living in the house now have nothing to do with the Dursleys.

Just like 7 Privet Drive, where Dunn is knocking on the door now, it doesn't live in the old Squib lady who later spied on Harry Potter.

The other party should still be just a little girl now.

The small window on the door opened, revealing a pair of watchful eyes.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Is this Angelica Bashar's house?"

"You are?"

"I'm Miss Bashar's classmate."

The door opened immediately.

Mrs Bashar stood in the doorway, looking Dunn up and down.

Although Dunn is still a boy, his sunny and handsome appearance is very eye-catching.

Coupled with the polite gentleman's attitude, it is easy to create a sense of trust.

"Angelica is upstairs, please come in."

After asking Dunn to sit down on the living room sofa, Mrs. Bashar went upstairs and called Angelica.

In the room, Angelica put down her nail polish with satisfaction and spread out her fingers to take a look.

"Whoever it is, tell him I'm not free today."

Mrs. Bashar's face suddenly became a little unhappy.

"Angelica, I think you should go downstairs to meet that classmate. This is the most basic courtesy."

Angelica carelessly blew the freshly painted nail polish.

"Is it polite for him to come to me without my permission?"

A voice suddenly sounded at the door of the room.

"Actually you were informed in advance."

It's Dunn.

Angelica and Mrs Bashar were startled.

Without the sound of footsteps or the sound of going up the stairs, Dunn just appeared out of nowhere.

Facing the sluggish two, Dunn reminded:

"Owl, remember?"

Before Angelica spoke, Mrs. Bashar, who was beside her, spoke up first.

"Hogwarts, are you a student at that wizarding school?"

"To be precise, a freshman like Miss Bashar."

Angelica's eyes flashed with curiosity.

With her good looks and mystical magic, Dunn is more attractive to her than just the nail polish on her fingers.

"That was magic just now?"

"That's right."

"Can you do it again?"

"Sorry, I'm a wizard, not a magician!"

"Is there a difference?"

Dunn took out his wand and pointed at Angelica.

Transfiguration spell activated.

Angelica's delicate face like a white porcelain doll instantly turned into a pie face full of freckles.

Mrs Bashar, who was the first to discover this, covered her mouth and called out to God.

Angelica didn't react until after, Dunn moved his face and hurriedly turned to look in the mirror.

what! !

Shouting loudly resounded throughout the room.

With a bang, the window glass burst.

Angry Angelica turned her head, her whole face twisted and deformed, tending to turn into a giant bird head.

Dunn was stunned on the spot.

Not just because of his own polymorphism being destroyed.

More importantly, the Veela bloodline on Angelica actually overwhelmed the human bloodline, giving her a little Veela's deformation ability.

Mrs Bashar covered her mouth and was about to shout, when Dunn stumbled and knocked him down on the spot.

Angelica, who saw this with her own eyes, was horrified.

No matter how precocious she is, she is only an eleven-year-old girl,

She thought Dunn had killed her adoptive mother, and was so frightened that she immediately returned to her original appearance, not daring to make any more noise.

A delicate face that is too beautiful to look directly at, combined with a pitiful demeanor, this is much more lethal than the scary appearance that just turned into a monster.

There was approval in Dunn's eyes.

"Smart choice!"

"Miss Angelica, it seems that you have calmed down, can we talk now?"

Angelica glanced at Mrs Bashar's "corpse" on the floor.

"Is she dead?"

Dunn looked at the blonde girl playfully.

"You want her to die?"

"No, I want someone else to die, if I can."

Dunn laughed.

"Mr Bashar will be very sad to hear this."

Angelica looked disgusted.

"Don't mention that disgusting guy to me!"

"Don't worry, your adoptive mother is fine, she just passed out. As for your adoptive father--"

Under Angelica's expectant gaze, Dunn's words changed:

"I'm only responsible for negotiating with you about going to Hogwarts, not killing people."

Angelica, who realized she was being tricked, wasn't angry.

Her bad temper is only aimed at ordinary people, people like Dunn who can pose a huge threat to her, Angelica is not stupid enough to use her bad temper to challenge the opponent's patience limit.

"What are you going to do? Knock out my adoptive father and take me away?"

"What, do you think there is something wrong with this plan?"

"I don't need to spend money to learn magic?"

"Of course not. In the wizarding world, knowledge is always the most expensive."

"So what? You expect an eleven-year-old girl to come up with such a large sum of money?"

"Hogwarts has special funding for students who cannot afford tuition."

"If studying magic at Hogwarts is for me to live a pitiful life of mercy, I'd rather be an ordinary person!"

Dunn shrugged regretfully.

"If you insist, I'll have to knock you unconscious and take you away forcibly."

"I want you to understand one thing, I'm not here to bargain with you."

Angelica folded her arms and deliberately pulled down the silk pajamas, revealing snow-white fragrant shoulders, and smiled at Dunn.

This smile is unbelievably beautiful.

"Is that not enough?"

There was a hint of charm in his voice.

Dunn admired the scenery in front of him with an "obsessed" face, but replied with an extremely positive answer: "Of course not enough!"

Angelica was stunned on the spot.

This was the first time she had failed to charm a man.

Angelica gritted her teeth and asked:

"How can you help me?"

"Why do you think I can help you?"

"You're not here to help me, what are you here for?"

"You're smart, but not smart enough!"

Dunn's eyes were fixed on Angelica, and he said word by word:

"Even if you want to make a vase, you have to make a valuable vase, otherwise, what's the use of just looking good?"

"Unless you can prove your worth to me!"*