Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil

“Clang!”

The bell at the shop door rang.

Leif and Tom walked in, and a strange, foul odor assaulted them…

The goods in this shop were displayed in a very disorderly manner.

It was less like a shop and more like a warehouse for old junk.

Second-hand robes were piled up on a counter to the left of the entrance, like a heap of garbage.

Several plainly dressed adult wizards were picking through them, hoping to find sizes suitable for their children.

On the right-hand side, there was a large pile of messy books.

Most of these books were second-hand textbooks, tattered and old.

There were a few other books, but their condition also seemed only average.

Second-hand books in good condition must have been picked over long ago…

Tom frowned, looking at the junk, and couldn't help feeling a little fortunate.

Although going with Leif on that job was terrifyingly risky, it had saved him from the fate of having to buy a lot of junk in this place…

Leif was right; if he went to Hogwarts with the rubbish he bought here, he would definitely be looked down upon.

Clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse.

Before people know what you're capable of, they'll judge you by your appearance, of course!

Unlike the enthusiastic service in other shops, the shop assistant here was currently dozing on the counter.

Only when someone came to pay did he listlessly raise his head to check the goods and take the money.

The goods in the shop were cheap, so the shop assistant's salary would naturally not be high.

It was perfectly normal that his enthusiasm was low.

However, despite the shop assistant's lack of enthusiasm, there were still many wizards in the shop selecting goods.

Leif quickly found what he wanted to buy in the glass window facing the street.

Bundles of old wands and a large bundle of quills with all their feathers fallen out were thrown into the same box, like a pile of firewood tied up at random…

Tom looked at the second-hand wands that were so broken that their cores were exposed, and his heart sank.

Wouldn't using these wands to cast spells blow him up?

Leif wasn't too surprised; what good condition could wands have if they were thrown into a corner like garbage?

However, these old wands were just right for Leif.

After all, many of these wands were likely picked up from fallen wizards, and they all had a few "soul rings" on them…

In other words, after being tempered by their previous owners, these wands were already more adaptable to dark magic.

Perfect for Leif to use to practice some magic that couldn't be discovered…

After a long while, Leif happily pulled out a wand from the pile of wands that had only lost some paint.

“Ninety-nine percent new! A rare find!”

Compared to other wands with even their cores exposed, this wand was in very good condition.

“This one's for you.” Leif said, handing the wand to Tom, and then plunged back into the pile of wands.

Tom took the wand and waved it casually; overall, it felt quite smooth.

Moreover, this wand gave him a strange feeling, like… it was very excited to meet him?

“He's the one.”

This time, there was no Mr. Ollivander to patiently explain everything to them when buying wands.

So, Tom didn't know what material the wand was made of.

However, since it felt quite smooth, it could still be used as a spare wand.

When Leif came out of the pile of wands again, he had five second-hand wands in his hand.

Although none of them were in as good condition as the one Tom had just gotten, they didn't affect use; at least, the cores were still encased in the wand body.

“Why are you buying so many?” Tom asked疑惑地.

“Better safe than sorry.”

Leif held the five wands in his hand and then looked at the other goods in the shop.

Tom wasn't in a hurry to leave at this time, but instead walked towards the large pile of old books…

Toby had said earlier that although there was a lot of garbage here, occasionally someone could find some treasures.

Tom thought that maybe there were some precious magical manuscripts hidden in this pile of garbage…

Leif had the same idea and very tacitly walked towards the pile of books with Tom.

Tom squatted on the ground, frowning as he used the old wand to push aside several dirty second-hand textbooks, and then carefully searched.

Leif bypassed the pile of books, intending to start flipping through from the other side.

Just as Leif walked around, preparing to see if there were any unique old books, he suddenly felt as if his eyes had been flickered by something.

Leif turned his head in confusion to look at the shelf next to him.

On this shelf, there were many strange alchemical道具 stacked without any order, but undoubtedly, most of them were already damaged.

Leif walked to this shelf, and at this time, he had already seen the faint blue light flickering on the shelf.

Like Tom, he took out an old wand and tried to push away the pile of杂物 on the shelf as much as possible.

For these alchemical道具 of unknown origin and use, even if they were incomplete, it was still best to be careful.

At this time, the source of the faint blue light was finally exposed in front of Leif.

It was a golden bar-shaped object, about the thickness of two fingers, with strange patterns carved on it that Leif couldn't understand. It looked like a beautifully carved lighter.

And those faint blue lights were now flickering on those strange patterns.

Leif gently poked the "lighter" with his wand.

The "lighter" didn't respond, and the blue light continued to flicker.

Leif flicked his wand gently, and a small gecko on the wall flew over and landed on the "lighter"!

After a while, after discovering that the little gecko was not abnormal in any way, Leif released the gecko's restraints.

The little gecko fled in panic, and nothing abnormal happened throughout the whole process.

Only at this time did Leif feel relieved enough to reach out and pick up the "lighter".

In fact, although this shop received old things and sold old things, it was also a legal shop and would never acquire black magic items.

Generally, people would not bring black magic items here to sell; they would usually go to Knockturn Alley to sell them.

What Leif had just done was just in case.

Leif carefully looked at the lighter in his hand and then carefully pressed his finger on the blue light.

“Click!”

A thin crack appeared at the top of the lighter.

Leif gently flicked it with his thumb, and a lid was opened along the crack, and a small tuft of ghostly blue flames appeared at the top…

Leif didn't expect that this thing was really just an ordinary lighter?

No… how could an ordinary lighter emit light for no reason?

“Click!”

Leif closed the lid of the lighter, extinguishing the small flame at the top.

“Tom, come and take a look at this.”

“What's wrong?” Tom walked over, his eyes looking at the lighter Leif handed over. “Isn't this just an ordinary lighter?”

“Ordinary? Didn't you notice it's glowing?” Leif asked疑惑地.

“Light? Where's the light?” Tom took the lighter and looked at it, then said with a disgusted look, “It can't even be opened.”

“You can't see the light on it? And it can't be opened?” Leif touched his chin, looking at the lighter that was in Tom's hand, but still emitting a faint blue light.

“Well, in my opinion, this is just a gold-plated lighter, and…” Tom flicked the lighter again. “It really can't be opened.”

Leif took the lighter and gently拨 it with his thumb.

“Click!”

The lighter was opened.

Tom's eyes widened, “This… let me try again!”

However, no matter how Tom tried, he couldn't open the lighter like Leif.

“In other words, this blue light, only I can see it…”

Leif looked thoughtfully at the lighter in his hand that was emitting a faint blue light.