Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 99 Black Market
After dismissing the frustrated Jorah, Enzo returned to the dormitory.

"The things and people on the black market are mixed, and the probability of finding a cheap one is lower than winning the lottery." In the room, Enzo carefully dragged out an iron box from under the bed, and when he opened it, he revealed stacks of magic money and a Branches of potions.

"The accumulation of two months is here." Enzo's eyes flickered and he sighed.

The biggest advantage of being Byron's assistant is that he can acquire potion knowledge from this genius, and Enzo, who has a chip, has quickly mastered the refining methods of many basic potions.

Relying on the equipment purchased from Batucci, Enzo started refining potions not long after.

With the help of chips, Enzo had a very high success rate in refining potions. In the name of Byron, he sold some secondary potions to Batucci, using the black market as a channel to earn a lot of potions. stone.

"The potion is sold on the black market. Although the price is not high, it is not easy to attract attention."

Picking up a potion and shaking it lightly, Enzo's eyes flashed with thought.

"Byron left the academy to carry out a mission, and selling potions in his name may arouse Bartucci's suspicion. In this case, let's take advantage of today and sell all the potions accumulated so far!"

Making a decision in his mind, Enzo put on a gray robe and walked out of the room.

The Phantom of Crows is located in the Great Misty Forest, in the depths of an enclosed canyon.

In addition to the front entrance, there are many hidden exits that can lead from the inside to the outside.

A narrow hole on the rock wall, Enzo bent his body and got out of it. The backpack on his back was filled with the potions he had refined over the past two months.

"Huh! It finally came out." Enzo let out a sigh of relief as he stepped on the dirt.

The weak sunlight penetrated through the layers of fog, leaving mottled light and shadows on the ground. Although the foggy forest is full of terrifying monsters, if you don't force it deep, the danger is not fatal.

"Although the area near the academy is often cleaned, no one can guarantee that there will be no fish that slip through the net." Looking around, Enzo was vigilant and thought, "I'd better go to the black market to dispose of the things as soon as possible, and then go back to the academy immediately." Bar."

"Chip, turn on the scanning function, and call the police immediately if there is any danger!"

It was not the first time he had left the academy. Enzo was quite familiar with the surrounding environment. According to the route he remembered, he walked along the remote path and came to a camp in the forest not long after.

The black wooden stakes form a simple fence with hardening runes engraved on it to improve defense.

Although such defensive runes are more fragile than white paper for official wizards, they can already play a role in dealing with the attacks of some small monsters.

The gate at the entrance to the camp was open, and there were gray-robed guards on the left and right towers.

Enzo walked into the black market camp, passed through several stalls, and went straight to his destination.

"Hey! My dear friend, I'm so glad to meet you." In a stone house in the camp, Batucci was fiddling with a dagger, and when he saw Enzo walking towards him, his eyes lit up.

"How is it? Do you have any new goods today?" Bartucci rubbed his palms, his mung bean-like eyes full of anticipation.

"Of course, if there is no goods, how can I come back here?" Enzo rolled his eyes, took off the rucksack behind him, and opened it to reveal a potion contained in a test tube.

"Oh my god! So many!?" Bartucci was taken aback, his eyes widened, and he trembled, "Brother, you stole all of Byron's collection, right?"

Since he started refining potions, Enzo has been selling them to Batucci in small quantities.

But in each transaction, there were no more than 5 at most. Enzo used Byron's name, and never aroused the other party's suspicion, but this time there were too many potions, so it's no wonder that Batucci was surprised.

"Don't be so surprised, there is a reason why I can get so many potions."

Enzo's face remained unchanged, and he had already thought of a reason to prevaricate in his heart.

"Senior Byron is going out on a mission recently, and plans to buy a magical item for self-defense, but the investment in researching and developing a new type of potion is too high recently, so I let me sell a batch of potions."

"Is that so?" Batucci's eyes flickered, as if he was considering whether it was true or false.

"Why am I lying to you? Senior Byron is a famous figure in the college. If I steal his things, can I still walk out of the college alive?" Enzo said in a casual tone, pretending to be impatient, "Forget it, If you're afraid of danger, then I'll find someone else."

After all, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait, wait!" Batucci hurried forward to stop him, and said with a smile on his face, "Don't get me wrong, brother, we have been trading for so long, how could I doubt you?"

"Don't worry, I'll take all these potions, and the price will definitely satisfy you!" Batucci patted his chest.

Enzo breathed a sigh of relief, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.

After taking out all the potions from the rucksack, Batucci began to count the quantity, calculated according to the prices of different potions, and finally gave a price of 150 magic stones.

"Brother, you have exchanged all the magic stones in my hand with this batch of goods!"

Batucci wiped off his sweat, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes. Potions are always the easiest goods to sell. After passing through his hands, this batch of potions can earn at least 30 magic stones.

"By the way, Batucci, can you get a compound witchcraft model here?" Enzo asked while counting the magic stones.

"Uh brother, you think highly of me." Bartucci smiled awkwardly, and said, "Witchcraft models have always been a key resource controlled by the Wizarding Academy. How dare you sell them on the black market!"

"If it's a general zero-ring witchcraft model, I can still think of a way, but there is no composite witchcraft model."

"That's it, forget it." Enzo nodded. He already knew that the witchcraft model was something that the academy focused on controlling, so he didn't expect much at first.

The number of magic stones was correct, and Enzo put them in his arms.

"Remember that there is still potion next time, but you must find me." Batucci reminded, his eyes almost narrowed.

"Of course, a pleasure to work with."

After the deal was concluded, Enzo didn't plan to stay in the black market either. He covered himself in a gray robe and left the camp in a low-key manner.

(End of this chapter)