Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 124 The Fierce Ancient Necromancer (Please Subscription, Monthly Pass)

Backstage of the Blackstone Auction.

"Professor Lockhart, this is your item, as well as the Galleons obtained from the auction. The previous expenses have been deducted."

"For a valued customer like you, our boss said that we only charge one point of handling fee this time."

"Also, this is the medal presented to the most distinguished guests in our Blackstone Auction. Please remember to keep it. The information of the subsequent auction will be notified through the medal."

The canned goblin who had just presided over the auction had a flattering expression on his face, and said to Lockhart in a flattering manner.

He is holding the space extension bag in both hands, and next to it is an ink green medal, and from the middle of the medal, a deep black stone is engraved.

On the edge of the medal, the name of the black market auction is written.

Lockhart looked at the flattering expression on the can, raised his eyebrows, took the space extension bag, and asked lightly: "Then thank you boss for helping me."

"And where's my house-elf?"

"Professor Lockhart, wait a moment." To Lockhart's question, the goblin can immediately replied: "People from the Avery family will be here soon, and the handover ceremony of the house elves will be done by then."

"The Blackstone Auction guarantees that there will be no problems."

His circle is different from that of Gringotts. Through his circle, but knowing that Professor Lockhart made a move recently, it is called a generosity.

All kinds of potions and magic items are purchased in large quantities.

It is simply the arrival of the God of Wealth!

Regarding the canned answer, Lockhart nodded lightly, thought for a while, took out three gold Galleons from the bag, handed them to the goblin canned, and said flatly: "Your auction level is quite good, this is considered some tip."

"Thank you Professor Lockhart, thank you."

After the canned fairy heard it, she was a little surprised, and quickly took it over, expressing her gratitude non-stop, and her attitude became even more obsequious.

It's just that what he didn't know was that the moment he took it, a faint gold mark engraved on the Galleon slipped into his hand.

Afterwards, Lockhart sat down on the sofa beside him, opened the space extension bag, and checked for any leaks.

Looking at the large number of Galleons and various magic items inside.

Definitely, the most important thing is the small gold potion on the top - Felicia, with a satisfied smile on his face.

This time, the trip to the black market auction can be said to be very successful

"Cuckoo."

Sitting on the shoulder of the ball, the bird was cooing, feeling that its breeder was very excited, a little curious, and tilted its head to look at the bag in the breeder's hand.

Then he raised his head very disdainfully.

It's not something to eat, so what's so exciting about it.

Cuckoo didn't quite understand, and continued to look around at the novel environment

And Lockhart, seeing Snape who also came back with a space extension bag, beckoned.

"Snape, I still have something to do here. If you're in a hurry, you can go back to Hogwarts first."

"I'll go back when I'm done."

And Snape looked at Goo Goo on Lockhart's shoulder, nodded, and said briefly: "Okay!"

He passed Lockhart directly and walked out of the Blackstone Auction.

He naturally knew what Lockhart was going to do?

He could witness with his own eyes that Lockhart bought a house-elf for more than 1,000 Galleons.

Although I don't know what Lockhart is doing alone buying a house elf?

But obviously he didn't have the curiosity either.

This time his harvest is not small.

It is worth going back and studying the potion ingredients that have lost their flavor.

After a while, Can Goblin seemed to have received some message, and flattered Lockhart: "Professor Lockhart, the Avery family is coming soon."

"The handover ceremony of the house-elf will begin soon."

As he spoke, Lockhart saw a middle-aged man in a black necromancer robe approaching from a distance, and behind him was the house elf he had seen on the magic projection.

Seeing this, the goblin can immediately greeted him, and Lockhart stood up from the sofa.

"Hi, Professor Lockhart, I'm Hanson Avery."

Hansen Avery's attitude was a bit embarrassing, the family was lonely, and had to sell the house elves inherited from the family. This was a scandal for the pure-blooded Avery family.

Especially since the other party was a professor at Hogwarts, and his son was studying in Slytherin House, this made him feel even more ashamed.

But Lockhart didn't think too much about it, he gently shook the hand that was handed over by the other party very naturally, then put it down, and said gently.

"Mr. Avery, let's begin the ceremony."

"Okay!" Hansen Avery nodded, and ordered to the timid house elf beside him: "Gold coins, stand in the middle."

The house-elf Gold Coin, who was wearing rags, seemed to know his fate, and walked between Lockhart and Hansen Avery a little wobbly.

Looking at his future master, Lockhart, and then at his current master, his eyes revealed bewilderment and panic.

"Gold, from now on, you are no longer a house-elf of the Avery family."

"Your master will be Professor Gilderoy Lockhart."

"According to the ceremony, you are not allowed to reveal any secrets about the Avery family. Other than that, all orders are to be obeyed by Professor Lockhart. The Avery family has nothing to do with you."

"Professor Gilderoy Lockhart will be your only master."

As he said that, Hansen Avery handed out a Black sock, and ordered coldly: "Now, pass it to your current owner."

"Okay. Master." The house elf Gold Coin looked full of disappointment, and took the Black socks from the previous owner with trembling arms.

Then he walked towards Lockhart step by step, and handed the Black socks in his hand to the current owner - Gilderoy Lockhart.

Lockhart, who knew about this handover ceremony in advance, picked it up naturally, and put it into another space extension bag that didn't contain anything, like a sock with some disgust.

He was full of desire to complain about this ritual.

When the owner gives a house-elf a sock, it means the house-elf is free.

And when a house-elf hands a sock to someone else, it represents submission.

It's child's play, but it's a tradition that house-elves have enslaved for many years, etched in their bones, forming their instincts.

It has to make people feel that the ancient necromancer is really ruthless, and can turn such a wonderful ceremony into a tradition of house elves.

What the hell did the house-elf do?

To let the ancient necromancer do such a thing.

After years of deliberate cultivation, this kind of behavior, which seems like a child's play, has become a tradition of house elves, engraved in his bones.

Hanson Avery let out a light breath after seeing Lockhart put away his socks.

The ceremony was over, which meant that the more than 1,000 gold Galleons in his pocket were finally settled, and this money was a life-saving straw for the Avery family.

You know, in his family, apart from him, only his son is a necromancer, and everyone else is a squib, and his son is currently studying at Slytherin College.

But thinking of Lockhart's identity, Hanson Avery looked a little hesitation, but he still said: "Professor Lockhart, my son Anthony Avery is currently studying at Slytherin College."

"Please help me take care of it."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a dark purple magic book appeared in his hand, and handed it to Lockhart.

"Professor Lockhart, I heard from my son that you usually like to read books. This is a magic book inherited from our family, and it is presented to you."

Lockhart looked at the books in front of him with slight fluctuations in magic power, glanced at Anthony Avery, shook his head slightly, and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, Mr. Avery, Anthony looks good to me, and I can take care of him."

"There is no need for presents."

Having said that, Lockhart recalled the situation of the Avery family and said something meaningful.

"Maybe we'll have a chance to work together in the future!"

(end of this chapter)