demon hunter at hogwarts

After listening to Legnac's words, Regulus suddenly had a hunch: It might not be that easy to forge the weapon he expected.

Sure enough, Legnac continued: "Mythril is only one of the necessary materials, but if you want the blade to be strong, you need other things, such as dragon blood... or the blood of the Riem cow. It can be replaced. But there must be Orihakon..."

"Sorry...what?" This word once again related to Regulus's blind spot in knowledge.

"Oryhakon, an extremely hard metal... The Greeks called it orichalcum, and the Romans called it gold and copper..." Legnac said, "A few centuries ago, Muggles were most fond of it. Armor made of Orihakon, because in addition to being strong, they can block most magic... Yes, you want this weapon... whether it is a scythe or something... to be able to attach magic, and To be able to avoid interference from defensive magic, mithril and Orihakon are two essential materials."

"So where do I find this?"

"Atlantis..." Seeing the confusion on Regulus's face, the goblin looked a little unbelievable, "Haven't wizards heard of Atlantis? There are many treasures there. You can dig out a few at will. Everything is priceless."

Speaking of the treasure, the goblin's demeanor became fanatical and he looked decades younger.

"I know about Atlantis, but I don't know how to stay under the sea for several months to find Orihakon..." Regulus said helplessly, "That kind of place is not suitable for humans... …But I do have two pretty good weapons here, you can take a look at their materials.”

After saying that, he took out the flail collected at home from his bag and handed it to the goblin.

"This is the work of a wizard. It's not bad, but that's all." The goblin took the flail, glanced at it casually, and put it aside. "If it is melted, it can provide some scraps. "

Regulus was a little disappointed when he heard what the goblin said, but he still took out McNeill's ax and handed it to Legnac.

The short goblin took the axe, which was more than two meters long, looking a little funny. He struggled to turn the ax sideways and looked at the blade carefully.

Seeing the goblin's focused expression, Regulus couldn't help but look forward to it. Maybe this ax was really a good thing.

After all, he had seen McNeil use this ax to kill the five-legged monster.

Suddenly, the goblin let out a shrill laugh.

"What's wrong?" Regulus asked, "Is there something wrong with this axe?"

"It's you I'm laughing at... You don't think this is a good thing, do you?" The monster said with a smile, "This is just an ordinary piece of scrap metal."

"But it's... very sharp." Regulus said without giving up.

"Yes, it is indeed sharp, because there is a little bit of mithril added to its blade..." Legnac said as he swung the ax and cut a deep mark on the floor, but the ax blade did not show any traces at all. Collapse.

Regulus was about to speak, but was interrupted by the goblin: "I know what you want to say, but if the mithril in this ax is purified, it will only be this big..."

The goblin used his fingers to indicate the size, and it was probably smaller than the Golden Snitch.

"...Do you think that this little mithril is enough to cast something?"

But Regulus was not discouraged, because the effect of mithril was already evident. If he could get enough materials, he would definitely be able to create an ideal weapon.

"In that case...I understand, thank you for your advice." Regulus said to the goblin, and then prepared to take the ax from his hand, but the goblin did not let go.

"Who do you want to find to make it?" the goblin said slowly, "I have just said that Mithril and Orihakon have completely opposite properties. Don't you think that there are other goblins who can make it?" Are these two things cast together?"

Seeing that Regulus didn't speak, the goblin said proudly: "No one can complete this work except me."

"but……"

"I've had enough of this boring hatred, and I don't want to care about what happened between Gryffindor and him." Legnac said, staring at the statue of his ancestor, "I hope to make something that can surpass him. The work... As for the remuneration, I haven’t thought about it yet, but the decision is in your hands, do you do it or not?”

"Do." Regulus replied simply.

"Well, you just need to find enough mithril, as well as the blood of the fire dragon and the Riem cow. I have a way to get the other materials, and the price will be converted into gold galleons." The goblin grinned, revealing a jagged face. fangs, "You can prepare the money in advance."

Judging from the goblin's expression, Regulus knew that the amount of money must not be a small amount.

He couldn't help but secretly wonder if he should find another part-time job. Sitting back and living in vain was not an option.

They are both an ancient pure-blood wizarding family. The Malfoy family has invested in many industries for hundreds of years, and a large amount of money is recorded every day.Although the Black family was once wealthy, it is now like a lake without living water. Although it is large, it is drying up every day.

By the time Regulus reached a preliminary agreement with the goblin and rushed home, it was almost dusk.

Along the way, he was thinking about where to get enough mithril. This was indeed a big problem for him.As for the blood of the fire dragon and the Riem cow, although it is very precious, it is not difficult to obtain. As long as you have money, you can buy it.

Because wizards are stubborn and have fallen far behind Muggles in many aspects, such as metal mining.

The self-proclaimed noble wizards have always been unwilling to condescend to work in dark and dirty mines. The physical work of mining was naturally left to Muggles and goblins.

But since the "Secrecy Act" came into effect, not only wizards, but all humanoid intelligent creatures have to hide themselves from Muggles to avoid exposing the fact of the existence of the magical world.Mining, a high-profile job, is definitely not suitable to be carried out in the open.

Therefore, most of the mining areas in the world are occupied by Muggles, which has also accelerated the decline of the goblin clan.

The decline of the goblins, in turn, makes it increasingly difficult to mine those precious metals.

Gu Zhi</span>It might be a good idea to use other people's connections. Regulus considered several candidates, such as Lucius Malfoy and Slughorn, but quickly eliminated them from the list. Select list.

It's better not to make this matter known to everyone.

In the end, he decided to ask Sirius. After all, his brother liked to tinker with Muggle motorcycles, and judging from the degree of modification, he must have added a lot of other materials. Maybe he knew where to get those metals.

As a result, when Regulus returned home, he found that only Kreacher was busy preparing dinner and Antalis was sleeping.

Sirius' motorcycle wasn't there, and neither was the person.

Regulus went to the third floor to check, only to find that his study door was not closed, there was half a glass of unfinished drink on the table, and some scrawled spell manuscripts, motorcycle modification scripts and magic books were piled randomly on the table. The quill was set aside, the ink smeared on the parchment.

It seemed that Sirius left in a hurry.

"Kreacher!" Regulus immediately called the elf.

"Two hours ago, Master Phineas suddenly said that he wanted to find the young master to go to Hogwarts." The elf recounted the situation just now, "But the young master is not here, so the young master Sirius went to Hogwarts for you..."

Before Kreacher could finish his words, the photo frame of Phineas Nigellus in the corridor suddenly screamed his name.

Regulus immediately walked under the picture frame and looked at his great-great-grandfather.

"There's something wrong at Hogwarts," Phineas said simply. "Dumbledore asked me to tell you, stay at home and don't go anywhere. He may come looking for you at any time."

These simple words made Regulus' heart skip a beat.

"Did the Dark Lord do it? Or...is it related to Harry Potter?" Regulus asked tentatively.

"I don't know, but Harry Potter is still safely at school. As for me... I don't want to stay in that noisy office and listen to the nagging of the directors." Phineas said, "Ten minutes ago, Sirius has already left the principal's office, I think he will be home soon... He will tell you the specific situation, I am going to rest, they disturbed my precious lunch break."

Regulus originally wanted to remind Phineas that it was almost evening and not suitable for a nap, but his great-great-grandfather was already leaning on his silver-green chair, closing his eyes and taking a nap. He looked like he couldn't wake up no matter who came.

After it was completely dark, the roar of Sirius's motorcycle finally sounded on the street.

"What happened?"

"Your successor, named Quirrell, is lying in St. Mungo's right now." Sirius hung his helmet and trench coat on the wall, then walked to the table and drank half a bottle of water.

"What's going on? He teaches in the school and will he be attacked?" Regulus was a little confused, "Or did he go to the Forbidden Forest?"

Since the death of the basilisk, the most dangerous place in Hogwarts was the Forbidden Forest. Regulus had some experience with those messy plants.

What's more, there's a whole family of Acromantulas living there.

"According to Dumbledore, he goes home every weekend and spends a few hours caring for his iguanas because those creatures are not suitable to bring to school..." Sirius explained, "This morning, he left as usual school, but didn’t come back on time.”

Regulus remembered that he had indeed seen that huge iguana at Quirrell's house.

"According to what I heard, when the Aurors found him, his house was completely destroyed and all the valuable things inside were taken away." Sirius said, "And he himself was lying in a pool of blood and was unconscious. If he doesn't wake up, the iguana is preparing to treat him as lunch... Don't you think something is wrong? I have been in Azkaban for almost ten years, but I rarely hear of anyone being caught for robbery."

"But today is different from the past. Maybe he has something important there. As for robbery... I met Greyback today." Regulus said seriously, "He and his werewolves are indeed everywhere. To get money, I don’t know what they want Galleons for... As far as I know, Greyback is not a guy who takes money very seriously.”

"I have to ask Moony about werewolves. He has become a part-time Auror recently..." Sirius was halfway through speaking before he realized what Regulus had just said. His eyes immediately widened and he almost fell off the sofa. He jumped up and said, "Greyback? Did you meet him? Did you fight with him? Are you okay? Didn't you go to see the goblin?"

"Intact." Regulus spread his hands and answered Sirius's series of questions in one word, "It's a pity that he was not caught."

"That's good... to be honest, I already have a werewolf brother, and I don't want another one." Sirius calmed down, "Do you think there is a connection between these two things?"

"I can't say for sure." Regulus shook his head. "I need to know more information about Quirrell. It would be best to go to the scene to see him...or go to St. Mungo's to see him."

"There is no need to waste time. The Auror has already dealt with the scene and has taken over the investigation with full authority." Sirius waved his hand tiredly, "As for Quirrell...he is unconscious now. The therapist said he can survive. Merlin is protecting you when you come down. At least for this period of time, he won't be able to answer any of your questions."

"So, the Ministry of Magic has no intention of suppressing this matter..." Regulus said in a low voice.

"Of course, this is a good opportunity to attack Dumbledore. Tomorrow morning, the Daily Prophet will report this matter overwhelmingly. They are eager for anyone to question the teaching level of Hogwarts,' as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, But he was attacked, how can he teach students well at this level...' and so on." Sirius said angrily, "I know that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is an unsafe profession, but I didn't expect this poor guy to have two I haven’t persisted for a month…”

"According to you, it was a miracle that I survived my term safely last year," Regulus said dryly.

"It depends on the person." Sirius said, "Speaking of which, I want to apply for the job to see how long I can last under this curse."

"I think within a week, you will be expelled from the school because of the bad influence caused by your duel with Snape. Do you want to make a bet?" Regulus joked.

"Listen to Dumbledore, he would rather you go back and take over the class... because Snotlout wants to teach this class, but Dumbledore thinks his burden is already heavy enough." Sirius became serious, "I don't know what Dumbledore is doing. Why does Bullide trust him so much and let him be present when discussing anything...I will always remember what he did before."

"After several months of working together, I no longer try to speculate on any of Dumbledore's thoughts," Regulus said, "because it would make me extremely anxious and troubled. If he needs me to go back to teach, of course I will. …But only if you give me double my salary.”