Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Knockturn Alley, tavern box.

Lockhart saw Snape leaving, looked around the box, and smiled lightly.

He stretched out his wand and tapped his mask lightly.

The next moment, the pale mask turned dark black, and bloody threads appeared on the top of the mask, outlining a strange smiling face.

At the same time, the figure under the black robe began to slowly change, and the temperament he exuded seemed a bit sinister, even revealing a hint of madness.

After a moment, Lockhart stretched out his wand and tapped it gently, and an ice quietly appeared. He looked at the reflection of a figure that looked like a dark wizard, and nodded slowly.

he just took a rough look at the core of Knockturn Alley and found a lot of good things.

Take advantage of the time he has today to do some shopping.

After walking out of the tavern, the originally noisy atmosphere became silent, with only the slight chirping of cicadas and the scattered figures of dark wizards.

The pale yellow lights on the side of the road illuminated the street in front of them, and paired with the gloomy temperament of the dark wizard on the street, it looked a bit strange.

Wandering on the street, Lockhart looked at the shops around him. Some were selling dark magic items, some were selling some dark materials, and some were even buying and selling magical animals.

Basically, these products all have one common feature: they are items that are prohibited by the Ministry of Magic.

After looking at it for a while, Lockhart entered a shop selling dark magic items. The plaque above the shop read - Jones' Shop.

"Welcome to Jones' shop, what do you need?"

As soon as he entered the store, he heard a slightly hoarse voice.

A skinny, slightly old witch raised her head and asked Lockhart.

"What is the most expensive magic item here?" Lockhart looked at the witch in front of him and asked in a cold, mechanical voice.

He can judge the quality of a store by looking at the top-notch items it sells.

The witch named Jones heard what Lockhart said and stared at the strange red smile on the other person's mask. She was silent for a moment before the hoarse voice sounded again.

"The guests can see it if they want, but do you have the strength to buy it?"

Lockhart was not surprised when he heard the other party's suspicion.

he stretch out the wand and tap it gently, and a gray crystal ball revealing the aura of darkness, despair, and death appear.

In the crystal ball, a large amount of gray mist lingered inside, constantly changing into various strange shapes. Indistinctly, the wailing of a large number of souls could be heard.

This, like the dark magic bracelet traded with Umbraxis just now, was obtained from the Lestrange vault. It is most likely a dark magic item given to Bella by Voldemort.

Lockhart held it to no avail, so he naturally found a way to take action.

Looking at the gray sphere floating in the air and the fluctuations of magic power it emitted, a trace of greed and desire flashed in the eyes of the old, skinny Witch Jones.

snort!

Seeing this, Lockhart snorted coldly and took a step forward, exuding a large amount of killing aura.

After Jones sensed it, she subconsciously took a step back, and then a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

Seeing Jones' performance, Lockhart nodded slightly and continued to say in a cold and mechanical voice: "Is that okay?"

"Of course, distinguished guest." Although Jones's voice was still hoarse, there was a hint of enthusiasm.

Soon, two things appeared in front of Lockhart.

A pale skull, and a black flag that smelled of blood.

"The Pale Bones can quickly restore magic power by sacrificing vitality. It can also increase the power of most black magic. Even the Death Curse can be increased."

"If you want it, 2,000 gold galleons."

Witch Jones stretched out her wand, pointed it gently at the pale skull, and introduced in a hoarse voice.

After Lockhart heard it, he didn't react and focused his attention on the black flag.

Seeing this, Jones added: "The biggest feature of the Banner of Disaster is that it can block space, and it can also reserve a large amount of black magic in advance."

"As long as you wave the flag, all the magic inside can be released in an instant, just like a natural disaster."

"The more you store, the more powerful it becomes."

Upon hearing this, Lockhart's eyes lit up, but he pondered for a moment and continued to ask: "How many spells can be stored at most?"

"Do you have any other magic items of similar quality?"

After Jones heard this, she said with some pride: "The quantity depends on the quality of the spell, but top black magic like the Death Curse can store at least about 50, which is enough to start a small

"Okay, if the price is right, I'll take this." Lockhart said calmly.

But Jones seemed to hear the rich man's tone and said with a smile.

"Guest, this is the treasure of my store. It has been with me for nearly 30 years and helped me kill many powerful enemies."

"So 10,000 gold galleons!"

Upon hearing this number, Lockhart stared at the opponent with cold eyes and a hint of murderous intent, and a terrifying momentum came towards Jones.

As if to tell the other party again, if there is no reasonable explanation, don't blame him for taking action.

When Witch Jones saw this, her expression froze, and she quickly added: "The guest,can choose to use the magic item just now and add 1,000 gold galleons to trade."

Hearing this, Lockhart suddenly realized that the other party was interested in the magic item just now.

But he is a little confused. He has not introduced the properties and functions of this magic item. Why does the other party want it?

It was as if Lockhart's doubts were visible through the black mask.

Jones immediately explained: "Guest, although the ball of death is rare, I have been lucky enough to see it before. It helped me a lot."

The Ball of Death, it turns out that this dark magic item that looks like a gray crystal ball is called this.

The name is quite appropriate, as it incorporates the souls of many wizards, including their vitality, which can also be replenished by killing wizards or other lives.

As for the role

When casting black magic, it can be used as a substitute to reduce the backlash caused by casting black magic. It is a very good magic item for dark wizards.

But it didn't help him much.

He now uses runes to cast most of the black magic he has mastered, and the backlash has naturally been reduced a lot.

Moreover, killing wizards for no reason and using them as material is not in line with his character.

Besides, he also has his own solution to the backlash of black magic.

Thoughts turning, Lockhart looked at Jones's face, which seemed to have become old due to backlash, and a smile flashed across her face.

"The price is too high. If you want the Ball of Death, not only give me the Banner of Disaster, but also give me 1,000 gold galleons."

"After all, you know the effect of the ball of death."

After Jones heard this, she cursed in her heart.

Simply speaking, the value of the Banner of Disaster is basically the same as that of the Ball of Death.

She wanted 1,000 gold galleons just to make a profit.

As a result, the other party actually wanted to ask for 1,000 gold galleons from her. What kind of attitude was that?

As her thoughts turned, Jones felt helpless.

As a dark wizard, she has studied and performed countless black magics. The accumulated backlash has caused her to have a 50-year-old face in her 30s, and her body and spirit have been affected to a certain extent.

It was up to her to make up for it through certain means, otherwise it would only be more troublesome.

But looking at the weird smile on the other person's black mask, Jones felt a sneer flash in her heart.

After a moment, Jones nodded and said in a helpless tone: "Okay."

Seeing this, Lockhart waved his hand casually, and the gray ball of death appeared in his hand, staring at Jones.

Jones reached out and took out a space extension bag and handed it to Lockhart.

Lockhart reached over and looked at it carefully. He found that the 1,000 gold galleons were genuine and had not been tampered with in any way.

At the same time, Lockhart watched as the opponent had put away the Pale Bones, leaving only the Banner of Disaster in the air.

With a slight wave, the ball of death floated towards Jones, and Lockhart reached out and absorbed the flag of disaster in mid-air through magic power.

Jones didn't stop him, she just reached out and grabbed the floating ball of death.

After Lockhart took the Banner of Disaster, magic flowed in. While expelling the magic imprint inside, he felt the message from it.

After a moment, he nodded slightly, and the effect was basically the same.

Glancing around, he found that he didn't need any of the dark magic items being sold around him, so he turned around and left.

After Jones saw it, she did not stop him in any way and simply said: "Please to come again next time."

But as she stared at Lockhart's leaving figure, a trace of amusement flashed in her eyes.

It's great to make a steady deal, but you have to trick her.

After Lockhart left the shop, he looked back at the plaque of Jones' shop, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

Then he walked deeper into the street. When he passed by just now, he saw a nice shop.

What is sold there is all kinds of precious magical creatures.

this is good stuff.

Not only can they be used as magic materials to continuously produce, their talents also have many strange features.

Although there are many animals in the inner space of his magic suitcase, they are all normal creature.

There are very few magical creatures.

A few moments later, Lockhart stopped at a shop called the House of Fantastic Beasts.

Through the outside glass, he can see various transparent boxes placed inside and the magical creatures inside the boxes.

A smile flashed across his face and he entered directly.

"Hello, welcome to the House of Fantastic Beasts." A young wizard said to Lockhart respectfully: "What kind of magical creature do you want?"

"Let me take a look first," Lockhart said coldly.

"Okay." The young wizard nodded eagerly: "Look, the price of each magical animal is marked below."

"If you purchase a large quantity, I can apply to the boss for you and give you a certain discount."

"Yeah." Lockhart nodded lightly and hummed indifferently. He didn't say anything more and looked around.

hiss! hiss! (Look, another wizard is here)

In Lockhart's eyes, a box not far away contained a snake with three snake heads, orange in color and mixed with black stripes.

Just now, the snakehead on the left who was the decision-maker was staring at him, spitting out and making a hissing sound.

As for him, he has practiced Parseltongue and often communicates with basilisks, so he can naturally understand what they mean.

hiss! hiss! hiss! (Idiot, don't you find it annoying that people come here every day and say this every time?)

The snakehead on the far right, who was the critic, glanced at Lockhart and, as usual, cursed directly at the snakehead next to him.

The snakehead in the middle, who played the role of the dreamer, said nothing and stared blankly ahead.

After being scolded, the snakehead on the left seemed very angry and scolded him back, and the other person naturally started scolding him too.

hiss! hiss! hiss!

Suddenly, a hissing sound spread throughout the store.

After the young wizard next to him heard it, he quickly ran over, stretched out his wand, and skillfully pointed at a certain location on the box.

Soon, traces of white gas appeared inside the box, and two snake heads were cursing, including the dazed snake head in the middle.

Slowly lie down and fall into a deep sleep.

After the young wizard finished, he turned to look at Lockhart's gaze and explained quickly: "My lord, this is a Runespoor snake. Its fangs and its annual shedding are all excellent magic materials."

"Although it's a bit noisy, as long as you prepare in advance and take care of the snake head on the right side, it won't be so noisy."

"If you need it, we can help and make sure there are no problems."

Lockhart looked a little strange after he stopped.

Why did it sound familiar to him

And the effect seems to be basically the same.

Quiet, long-lived, and very well-behaved.

After hearing this, Lockhart was speechless. After thinking for a while, he still said, "No need to deal with it. Keep this Runespoor snake for me. I'll take a look at the others first."

Well, leave it to the little snake to train.

Afterwards, Lockhart stroll around the store slowly and look at the various magical creatures inside the boxes.

a shop that specializes in selling banned magical creatures.

Lockhart saw many cherished magical creatures, and had the desire to buy them. However, the prices were not low. It would be too luxurious to buy them all.

Think about it silently

Later, after visiting the entire store.

"Come m ill take this, this and this. I'll take them all."

"Call your boss over."

Lockhart named more than 10 magical creatures.

Then he proudly took out a space extension bag and poured it gently on the counter. A large amount of gold galleons spilled on the counter.

When the young wizard saw it, his face was full of surprise and he said quickly: "Wait a moment, sir, I will contact the boss right away."

Soon, a fat boss came over and said to Lockhart with a smile on his face: "Hello, I am the boss of the House of Fantastic Beasts."

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After a while, through the enthusiastic exchange between the two parties and the performance of Lockhart's rich man.

Finally, Lockhart walked out of the store carrying a simple magic suitcase as a gift.

After walking out of the store, he took a look at the simple magic suitcase, and then looked at the store in front of him.

Lockhart nodded with satisfaction.

Finally, he met a decent dark wizard.

Afterwards, we walked towards other shops, taking advantage of today's opportunity to complete the tour of Knockturn Alley in one fell swoop.

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