Hogwarts: The Way of the Dharma

Where there is light there is darkness.

This statement holds true both in the Muggle world and in the wizarding world.

In the magical world, the Ministry of Magic on the bright side strictly prohibits all kinds of black magic and the trade of black magic items.

But for wizards, these things are sometimes necessary.

Knockturn Alley is just that.

It is ironic that the largest gathering point of dark wizards in the country is next to the most prosperous magic world commodity street in the country, only separated by a wall.

This is a notorious place, most of the shops are black magic shops, and they sell a variety of things.

From all kinds of black magic props to all kinds of human organs, there are every kind of evil business you can think of.

In a corner of Knockturn Alley, a black-robed figure suddenly appeared here in apparition.

exactly

He sorted out his clothes, walked out of the corner, and came to the main road.

There are dilapidated houses all around, and the signs of several shops are crumbling.

The rubbish discarded in the corner exudes a disgusting stench.

A few wizards sitting at the door of the store looked at Alvin casually, and didn't find it strange.

Every day there are not ten or eight wizards in this dress that appear in the alley.

So normal.

But when Alvin walked into a store called Borgin Bock.

Some people's eyes become malicious

......

As soon as Alvin entered the room, he saw an unremarkable old man with a big greasy back, looking at him with a smile.

"This distinguished guest, welcome to the Borkin Burke Magic Shop, is there anything I can do for you?"

Alvin didn't talk to him right away, but glanced around the room. The shelves were lined with merchandise, the kind of stuff that would give a kid a nightmare just looking at it.

What poison candles, black spiders, dead man's nails.

"If you can get rid of the cartilage powder in the air, I think we will have to talk."

Alvin's voice sounded, instead of using his original voice, what came out of his mouth was a hoarse and deep middle-aged male voice.

The smile on Bo Jinbok's face disappeared, and he knew that he had met an expert.

He took a step back without moving, with a smile on his face again.

"The guests laughed, this is just a small self-defense measure."

"I don't know if you are here to sell or buy something?"

Alvin flicked his hand, some necklaces, rings, and some accessories, and he put them on the counter.

Borgin Bock carefully observed these props first.

He didn't get started directly. When he confirmed that these accessories were some protective alchemy props, he picked up one and observed it carefully.

"Can you talk about the efficacy of these things?" Borgin Bock asked with interest.

"Each ornament is engraved with an iron armor spell, which can resist two Auror-level full-strength blows. However, it takes 24 hours to recharge, and after being attacked ten times, it will be invalid."

Hearing this, Borgin Bock was even more interested.

This kind of thing is the favorite of the dark wizards, and those who lick blood at the edge of a knife will undoubtedly have a second life to obtain such a prop.

In fact, Alvin doesn't have to sell these things from here, but here he pays the money and delivers the goods, and he doesn't need to disclose his information.

Alvin was also trying to avoid trouble by establishing a connection with the local snake in Knockturn Alley. He has some things that he can't buy from other places.

"So at what price are you going to sell these things?"

"200 Galleons each." Alvin said his price.

"Although the price is not expensive, your props have a limit on the number of times they can be used."

"But that's the only way those idiots keep buying, don't they?"

Alvin interrupted Borgin Bock's bargaining.

Borgin Bock is silent, yes, if he can use this item repeatedly, then there will be no repeat customers.

Thinking of this, he nodded immediately.

"You are right, sir, I will have as much as you have."

Alvin took out a bag with a traceless expansion spell, and took out a handful of magic trinkets from it.

Counting the ones on the counter, there are 50 in total.

"There are only 50 of them. It's not easy to make these things."

It's not that Alvin can't come up with more, but that what is rare is more expensive.

Could he say that he did all this stuff in one morning? Then it's not worth the money.

Boginbok nodded in agreement. Although there is a limit on the number of times it can be used, this magical item can withstand Auror-level attacks.

It is also considered a high-end item in the entire magic world.

"50 in total, 10,000 Galleons in total, do you need cash, or the equivalent?"*