Hogwarts Everything is Three

Bayer snapped his fingers, and a beautiful-looking sheepskin scroll with beautiful patterns painted with gorgeous borders appeared in his hand, and then started writing with the flames on his fingers.

Voldemort squinted his red eyes and scanned the piece of paper, and found that these demons were really cunning, just like Bellatrix Black told the mysterious man about the precautions that Bellatrix Black told the mysterious man in her family collection when she was young. The Devil Archduke is trying to cheat himself with these conspiracies.

Waiting for Bayer to write deliberately without saying a word, just when the other party was almost finished writing, Voldemort himself took out a piece of ordinary parchment from his robe, "Use mine."

"As you wish." Bayer's expression was not disappointed, he just smiled and took it, and began to quickly slide his fingers on the parchment, but after writing a paragraph, he couldn't help complaining, "Business is getting harder and harder. Done."

After writing, this simple contract flew to Voldemort, Voldemort figured out the contract in hand, after confirming that there were no traps, the mysterious man signed his name on the devil contract, and the contract automatically flew back In front of Bayer. Bayer also added his full name.

The moment Bayer finished signing the contract, the power of the contract allowed Voldemort to understand all the terms on the contract paper, and then Bayer threw the black book in his hand in the direction of Voldemort, and Voldemort raised it. Hand, let the book float in front of you, and look carefully.

The cover of this book resembles a slimy, rotten skin, lumps and bumps, and it seems that something is constantly sliding and surging under the cover, constantly changing its position to drill around. Just from the cover, you can feel the evil and chaos contained in this book.

The mysterious man’s hand flipped through the books. The demons and demons in it were completely different. Even the same kind of demons would make them look different because of the characteristics of the plane they belonged to, and they were corrupt and amorphous. Living in the bottomless abyss. When Voldemort opened it, he could hear the crazy beating of the invisible giant drum, the disgusting, monotonous tone of the flute; and the endless howling of aimless, stupid and blind demons. In the call, the bottomless abyss is in the chaos of the extreme, everything seems to be biting hungry.

The contract came into effect, and Bayer’s tail was thrown in the direction of the group of Muggles who could only froze in place no matter how scared. The three silver-white skulls running through its tail widened its hollow mouth, and removed one by one from the hemp. The silver-white soul flying out of the melons' heads sucked in.

Finally, in this hall, 666 Muggles collapsed to the ground, and the bodies that lost their souls later turned into powder and dissipated in the air in the hall. These flourishing powders made the hall look like a layer of silver-gray snow.

Withdrawing his stinging tail, Bayer's greedy and pity reptilian eyes paused for a moment on the remaining muggles, and the black venom at the corner of his mouth dripped faster at this moment.

The wand in Voldemort's hand, who had kept all this in his eyes, turned around. He estimated that the devil in front of him was the same as he had previously expected. His heart was not that he didn't want to make a deal, but he was probably attacking Alan. Harris’ risk is too great. The opponent’s strength and power in the Ministry of Magic battle, obviously if they can’t succeed in one blow, they will attract the endless stream of Aurors and finally get into a wheel fight, so they are unwilling to complete the transaction. The kid is perfunctory talk about the devil's best friend.

Thinking of Alan Harris's tricks and deceptions of himself, and Harris TV’s framing of himself, Voldemort’s mouth twisted into a weird smile, "You don’t want to kill Alan Harris, then change to his relatives and friends. also."

"That's my close friend's relatives and friends..." The tail wearing three skulls flicked in front of Bayer, and Bayer took a long breath and looked up.

Voldemort's eyes became cold, and he didn't even dare to hurt the boy's relatives and friends.

"You have to add money." Bayer's reptile's eyes began to burn, and he looked at Voldemort, his voice was cold and cruel, "Master Dark Lord, you don't have enough mortals left, let's put it here. When you have all of them, I will You will look for opportunities, you will know when the contract is completed, and I will come to take it when the time comes."

"To his beloved one, die tragically." The parchment flew towards Bayer, and Voldemort's large, empty pale hand slowly clenched into a fist, his eyes filled with indefinable viciousness.

Bayer caught the flying parchment paper and slid his fingers continuously on it, using his elegant voice with a foreign accent and an ancient rhyme as if chanting, "When Alan Harris’s beloved The person wailed and fell to the ground, letting her eventually stain the ground with blood, and then I will complete the contract."

The next morning, London, Diagon Alley, the busiest commercial street in the magical world of England.

At Ollivander’s Wand Shop, under the golden sign at the entrance stood two Aurors in H94 uniforms. They watched the passing pedestrians vigilantly. One of them was a stout-looking male Auror with a beard and wide-eyed. , So that the pedestrian who was watching because of curiosity quickly diverted his attention.

"Puppie, Umbridge’s relatives are now in charge of you? Do you have any clues." Alan sat on the only bench in the store, and a young Auror with a good image and temperament stood proudly in Ai. Behind Lun.

"Sir, her mother is dead, but Bruto found out that her brother should be living near Little Hangleton. The place is not big, please don't worry, we should be able to find it soon." Pupai answered cautiously. Then, he was the Auror who brought Allen’s enthusiastic male fan to Hogwarts to ask Allen and Luna to forgive him. This time, after Penello took the umbrella team to Africa, He won the temporary **** mission by virtue of his original fate.

"It's okay, it's not an important thing, just find it." Allen waved his hand to relax the new guard. "Besides, please go out and tell Pluto so that he doesn't scare others... He has to Get rid of this bad habit, otherwise Albert would not prohibit him from treating those victims in the World Cup..."

"Mr. Alan Harris, your customized wands are all ready." At this time, Garrick Ollivander’s big light eyes swept across a pile of long wooden boxes. Each box had a name label and a description of the materials used to make the wand. Ollivander reached out to Allen in a gesture of please, "Please check."

The Aurop faction who had planned to go out quickly stopped, took out a piece of parchment, and began to carefully check the wands one by one.

"Ellen, I still think that the magic wand is choosing the wizard, so that the directly customized wand will not become the wizard's most suitable partner." During this period, Ollivander's soft voice sounded again, "but get a wand behind it. It is indeed a good idea to chain it... If the wooden wand does the same, it may affect the power and effect of the spell..."

"Garrick, what I need is to let the students use magic wands that are not very suitable. You know that in reality, wizards will inevitably encounter situations where they have to use other people's wands. Many picky wizards even do not use their own wands. A spell can’t be released, so I want them to try if they can improve the situation after such training... That’s why I trouble you to add the rune that suppresses the power of attacking spells on the tip of the stick. …" Allen does not want to argue with Ollivander about the idea of ​​making wands~www.ltnovel.com~ The other party has already regarded this sentence in the Ollivander family's rod-making technology as the creed of adulthood. The mention of such a sentence...

Of course, Alan can make wands himself, but it’s not bad for Jin Jialong. He doesn’t want to waste time on such trivial matters, so he chose to hand over this project to him during the Goblet of Fire and exchanged part of his wand-making knowledge. Ollivander, who has learned to use metal materials to make magic wands, contracted this small project, and some hypocrisy used this to stimulate the economy of the British wizarding community to convince himself that it was not because of laziness...

"Sir, there is no problem." After the new guard was tested, Allen raised his hand to stop Pupai from wanting to ask other guards to come in and help take these wooden boxes. He received all the wands box by box in his own pocket. Here, he took the opportunity to hand a box of Jin Jialong from inside to Ollivander's hand, then got up and left the wand shop.

"Sir." The two guards at the door immediately saluted Allen.

"Let's go, go to Mrs. Morkin to get the clothes..." Allen strode down the street and suddenly turned to the bearded Auror and said, "Pluto, please buy four ice creams and come back, I If you want to smell of grass, Pupai tell him what you want..."

Just when Ellen and the three guards were eating ice cream in Diagon Alley, they were a little bit different from their image. In the perception room on the top floor of Ravenclaw’s tower, Luna was lying on Ellen’s legs lying on the sofa. With her feet dangling upwards, she was playing with the resurrection stone in her hand-going to get small things like wands and magic robes Allen just sent her own clone, Luna also began to nest in the tower, using the clone instead I attended class at Hogwarts.