when harry potter met league of legends

Originally, Alan planned to read a book, but looking at Lockhart with a sweet smile (that's the word) on his face, he obviously couldn't read it.

This is probably what it feels like when everyone is drunk but I am alone. Although Allen has no intention of jumping into the river to pay tribute to the great man, he probably can't stay in the bookstore any longer.

Reading a book mostly depends on your mood. If you don’t feel comfortable, why bother reading?

Therefore, after Anne expressed her intention to pick out a few books to accompany Hermione, Alan said he would look for some interesting places and temporarily get away - this behavior is what we call isolation in sociology.

Due to the habit he had developed in Diagon Alley, Allen's favorite place was the second-hand bookstore, so he chose this place immediately after leaving.

But of course, this kind of place would never be built in a busy neighborhood.

I have never heard of a second-hand store opening in a pedestrian street. The high cost is simply not something that the meager profits of a second-hand bookstore can afford. Even if this store does not make a living from this but likes to do something less than aboveboard.

You won't choose to do business in a conspicuous position - how sick do you have to be to choose to put dark business on the bright side?

What? You mean second-hand stuff? Ahem, this is the magical world, let’s not talk about this, okay?

Anyway, after Allen turned left and right, he finally found this bookstore in an inconspicuous corner.

Although the store looks very small, the interior space is unusually large.

To be precise, this is not a simple second-hand bookstore, but a huge second-hand supermarket.

Broken wands, dilapidated books, magic props with a strange light, brooms with hair loss, all kinds of specimens - some of animals and some of plants, Allen even discovered several extremely rare herbs, but after careful inspection

After looking at it, he swore that they were all fakes based on his level of appreciation - all kinds of sundries were stacked together. Except for hastily sorting them according to basic types, they were all stacked together like garbage.

The shop owner was a gray-haired old man, but he was not wearing even the simplest wizard uniform. Instead, he was wearing strange clothes.

When he saw a guest coming in, he didn't stand up to greet him at all. Instead, he gently rolled his eyes to indicate his presence, and said simply and rudely: "Everything costs one Galleons. Once selected, there will be no returns." After that.

He closed his eyes and continued to take a nap.

Strange guy.

Allen internally evaluated the shop owner, but did not complain at all about the ridiculously high price.

Obviously, this is not a second-hand bookstore at all. To be more precise, it should be a thrift store - the kind of black shop.

Sure enough, the wizard he asked for directions had a dark heart!

That guy definitely got cheated a lot of galleons in this store!!!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have tried his best to promote this store to Allen. This obviously means that I can't feel better if I lose to others.

Bitch!

In Allen's perception, the entire store should have released a large-scale concealment magic. In other words, the authenticity of an item is completely judged by the eyes. Only by taking it out of the store can you feel whether the item is good or not.

It's bad - that's why once you choose it, you won't return it.

Quite a powerful trick.

Unfortunately, it is completely ineffective for Allen.

If the store's magic could deceive the system, then he would give in.

Unfortunately, although this magic is very effective, Allen still perceives the system's need for one thing.

Conscience!

Is there a discount promotion in the system today?

Can you satisfy me with just one gold galleon? This discount is completely unimaginable!

But it was obvious that Allen had no intention of exposing the system. He did not rush towards the object that was sensed, but instead casually renovated it in the shop.

Hufflepuff is not proficient in other things, how can he not be proficient in herbal medicine?

Moreover, Allen has the inheritance of Zyra and Maokai. In this case, if he can still be deceived by fake medicine, then he may consider committing suicide by hanging a noodle.

Unfortunately, although Allen carefully selected for a long time, there were only a dozen or so valuable herbs that were confirmed - the others were either only one or two sickles cheaper, or they were just about the same.

Profiteer!

Allen cursed in his heart.

But today is a bad day for profiteers.

He pretended to be casual and walked towards the pile of things marked as needed by the system, and occasionally looked through other things on the way to cover up.

After all kinds of tricks, Allen finally got close to the thing that caught the system's attention.

After peeling away the other things on top, Allen frowned in disappointment.

It happened that the thing he needed least was sensed by the system.

What appeared in front of him was a simple and even somewhat dirty knife.

This is a standard Japanese sword - but it's so rusty that it even looks like it can't be pulled out.

The scabbard was wrapped with circles of white cloth, but at the moment it was either white or black, and it looked disgusting.

If the system hadn't clearly identified this thing, Allen would never have touched it.

However, since the system has a demand for this thing, Allen will naturally not be stingy at the price of one galleons - again, this price is really too cheap!!!

If this thing dares to mark a thousand galleons, Allen's only option is to blow the store owner's head off - you still have to have a basic conscience in doing business. What do you mean by playing like this?

Now that the choice has been confirmed, Allen will naturally not dislike being dirty. A magic weapon can be favored by the system. What should he be afraid of when being dirty?

Anyway, Allen held the herbs in one hand and the knife in the other and was about to go to the checkout - it was less than twenty galleons. Even if the herbs were sold at a low price, he could get a hundred galleons. This wave will definitely not be a loss!

Unfortunately, just when he looked towards the checkout area, he found that the old man had disappeared.

Allen, who had just planned to smile happily, suddenly became unhappy - what does it mean?

Before he could call the owner, Allen felt a cold wind blowing behind him.

"There are many obstacles!"

Allen turned around and blasted out with a magic spell, but it had no big effect. The old man who was watching his old age almost turned sideways to avoid the direct attack of his magic.

You can't play like this even if you open a black shop? If you can't cheat money, you can rob it? It's only a few galleons, how can you be so stingy?

However, this was obviously not the time to complain, as the opponent was getting close to him - if it were an ordinary wizard, he would definitely be successful.

"The flames are blazing!"

A large ring of fire exploded from Allen's body and attacked every corner - you can dodge, right, but what about range attacks?

The other party showed a serious expression, then suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in the circle of fire.

Just when he showed a confident smile, a fist grew bigger and bigger in front of his eyes.