The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

When looking for Alice, Hermione quickly came to the conclusion that she had been ripped off by comparing the products on the roadside stalls, which were mostly sold in Copper Nut units, and analyzing what other people were talking about.

, she didn’t complain too much, but always stayed vigilant.

"Someone is following us." A2 said calmly.

Hermione continued on her way, lowering the brim of her fluffy hat and whispering: "Where?"

"One behind the pillar, one pretending to be bargaining, one hiding behind the tent, and the one who just talked to you - hanging in the crowd, talking to a strange thing."

The situation at this moment was also within Hermione's imagination, but there was always a gap between theory and practice. Now it was time to prove her ability to practice theory.

"When I use the Disillusionment Curse on myself, drink the invisibility potion immediately." Hermione squeezed into a crowded place, pretending to be interested in something sold at a stall, and only realized when she reached out to pick it up.

It was a frog with a brain so big that it burst its skull. The frog's brains spilled out in large quantities as it screamed furiously. She quickly threw the frog back before getting her hands dirty, which again aroused the dissatisfaction of the stall owner - the stall owner

He was a weirdo with pointed ears, a flat nose, and thick eyelids that almost drooped to his cheeks. He roared, forcing Hermione to run away quickly and go to see another stall selling herbal medicine.

It was at this time that Hermione cast the Disillusionment Charm on herself. A2 and A2 raised their heads and drank the potion at the same time without missing a second. Their long silver hair only flashed in the sunlight, and the two of them disappeared.

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"Let's go separately," Hermione said, knowing it was risky. "Change clothes and then meet at the entrance."

They changed into different styles of clothes.

Hermione tied up her hair, put on a headscarf, covered her head, and put on glasses; A2 looked like an Arab woman with only her eyes exposed in a brown veil.

Even if two people dressed like this walked together, they would definitely not be eye-catching like some deformed weirdos, but Hermione still lacked some experience. She was still imprisoned by ordinary people's thoughts, and the so-called stalking had not been shaken off at all. When they inquired about it,

When I rushed over to the location of the rat dealer, I was blocked in a clean corner.

The surrounding vendors set up large cloaks to block the sight of passers-by, and cast soundproof magic on them.

Wax Ham proudly lifted up the cloth and walked in.

"How?" he said proudly.

If Hermione had to tell her the most important thing she learned from her recent experience, it would probably be that she should never hesitate when preparing to take action, so she immediately pulled out the wand she had already held in her hand and pointed it at

The three ferocious adult men who came with the bacon cast the stun spell - three times in a row, quickly and silently.

Hermione was still thinking that if these three spells didn't work, she would let A2 attack first, and then use the transformation spell to assist. If the transformation spell didn't work, she could transform into an Animagus and rush forward... But no.

Now, these adults look even more clumsy than Filch. When faced with Hermione's spell, they just stand upright and then fall down.

"You are a wizard!" Lax Ham shouted in horror.

"Oh, aren't you?" Hermione choked back impatiently: "Isn't this a wizard's market?"

"Strictly speaking, it's a market owned by wizards..." Ham looked at Hermione with admiration and fear, and murmured: "But not all the people here are wizards..."

"This is so strange," Hermione frowned and said, "I'm not a wizard - how do you get in?"

Ham often heard from his teacher that wizards can see into people's hearts and regard ordinary people as inferior. The wand contained terrible power, so when Hermione's identity as a wizard was exposed, he did not dare to hide even a trace.

On the other hand, I am also afraid of causing trouble to the teacher, and the consequences of causing trouble to the teacher may be worse than being beaten by Hermione.

"What kind of potions, spells, rituals, etc., each has its own method," he said.

Hermione wanted to say that this violated the Statute of Secrecy, but it would be too ridiculous to tell a group of robbers who wanted to rob her. Look at the bacon - she should also reward this kid with a curse, but mercy is still

Hermione couldn't bear to do something to such a vulnerable group of people who had no intention of resisting and was still a child.

"Take your people and leave!" She just said in a pretentious manner at the end: "Stop following me!"

Ham returned the stolen gold galleons, then bent over and handed over a strange piece of black spice. He said flatteringly: "This can get rid of the smell of stalking."

Tracking people with scent is something that is not taught in potions classes and is not recorded in books in the library. It belongs to the struggle of people without magical talents. They try to use some special means to get close to the level where wizards are, just like this.

It looks like ordinary spices, but the materials used are not limited to whales in the sea, deer on the shore, and birds in the sky... The effect is not as good as the wizard's mark magic. It is very simple for the wizard to get rid of it, just use one

For the cleaning spell, there is no need to light the spices like what Ham said and let the fragrance soak into the clothes...

Hermione took the piece of spice with a floating spell, and looked at its appearance with some fallen pieces through a barrier spell. She asked coldly: "You didn't do anything else this time, did you?"

The smell of spices is really tempting, and the little girl will inevitably be tempted, but she must not be stupid - she cannot take any risks... So Hermione refused, and she made a magic mark on the cured ham, which had a certain

It is time-sensitive, but it will also last for a long time, and the location of the cured ham can be provided when necessary.

"I'll come back to you if I have any questions." Hermione was not very used to the way she spoke at the moment. If you could see her face under the hood, you could notice that her expression was awkward at the moment: "I hope we don't meet again.

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Wax Ham breathed a sigh of relief, made an exaggerated courtesy, stroking his chest and bending down, and said: "Have a nice trip, Lord Wizard!"

A2 drew a knife and cut through the cloth blocking the way, but there was a woman wearing a short brown leather jacket outside who also drew a knife - it was just a small knife, and the woman had no intention of doing anything, but immediately followed up quickly.

Jump, spread out his hands and say: "It seems you don't need help?"

There were too many strangers, and Hermione almost didn't know what to do. She could only pretend to be diplomatic and said: "It's obvious - but how can you help?"

"I rent out my ownership," the leather-clad woman glanced at the people present with her seductive slender eyes. Her light brown skin was a bit rough, and her exposed wrists and palms had veins and muscles that represented strength.

She retracted her gaze and looked at Hermione expectantly, and continued: "According to the rules, I will do my best during the rental period, and I only need to pay some appropriate remuneration."