Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts

It's still early, not long after dawn, and old White is still sleeping soundly. Mrs. White was ordered yesterday to come and help DeWitt pack his luggage this morning, but after DeWitt handed over a new list for Mrs. White to purchase. When she arrived, Mrs. White said, “There’s no money left.”

"No money?" DeWitt asked in disbelief.

"No more," Mrs. White replied honestly: "There is not a single Knut left, only some pounds, but the time limit for exchanging gold galleons at Gringotts has passed and cannot be exchanged."

"Why did it cost so fast?"

"Those materials are too expensive - dragon scales are the cheapest among them, the most expensive is the metal embryo of the goblin, the tail feathers of thunderbirds, phoenixes, cat leopards and cats, and gems - in order to ensure the magic Characteristics, they were taken from the backs of live fire crabs...it cost a lot of money." Mrs. White explained uneasily, counting them one by one: "I wrote them all down and followed your instructions exactly. ——I really tried my best, did something go wrong again?"

"No, you'll be fine this time," DeWitt thought for a moment and asked, "If I want to earn some gold galleons now, which industry do you think is more lucrative?"

"I think... it should be a magic potion."

It is understandable that potions are a profitable industry, but DeWitt did not study potion manufacturing during the summer vacation - he had some basics and could prepare many potions by himself, but that was in his original world.Now in the new world, DeWitt's understanding of potions is still in a state of chaos and confusion.

"The magic potion won't work, and we don't have the money to buy the medicinal materials." DeWitt considered the remaining materials for making the wand - the goblin metal embryo. Although I don't know whether it is true or false, it is hard and resistant to various sources of power. The affinity, the characteristic that makes it fusionable is real. He will definitely not have any leftover, and he will use it all. Almost all the materials that can be used as the core of the wand have been broken down into their original power and integrated into his own wand. But it wasn't that there was nothing left - for example, before he could study the characteristics of the troll's hair and the Thestral's tail feathers, he only planned to collect them. The only ones that were valuable and could be sold were the Jackalope's horns. The decomposed features are valuable, but they are no longer useful to you.

"How much does a new wand cost?"

"If it weren't for Ollivander's wand, it would probably only sell for one or two galleons."

"So cheap?" DeWitt quickly figured it out: "Yes, I don't have Ollivander's brand influence." But he asked again: "What if this wand can improve the owner's acuity?"

Mrs. White shook her head in confusion: "I don't know."

"Who would need a new wand?"

"Most of them are wizards who have damaged their wands, and there are also some dark wizards who need an extra wand to do evil in order to avoid being tracked by the Ministry of Magic."

Although he didn't have any hope, DeWitt still asked: "Can you find those dark wizards? Will selling to them cost more?"

"Next to Diagon Alley, there is Knockturn Alley, a gathering place for dark wizards." Mrs. White was a little scared: "If it is sold, the price will indeed be much higher. The price of a good wand will be higher than that of Ollivander's wand." The price in the store is several times higher, but..."

"Then go sell in Knockturn Alley! I can't help but go to school to accompany you, right? But you can't do this... You have to change - let me think about it..." DeWitt ordered arbitrarily: "Yeah ...you can keep some of the money you get, give me four...five gold galleons - send it over, right? I'm leaving for school today...ah, I almost forgot that you were charmed, as soon as I leave It’s just a few months, and the spell’s failure is almost inevitable… Oops… it’s a bit troublesome.”

This time DeWitt was in trouble. In his identity information, Old White was his father and Mrs. White was his mother. Although his surname was Wald, it was strange, but generally no one would pay much attention to it, and they would just assume that there was something in it. An unbearable past.If the charm loses its magical power and becomes ineffective, the Whites will not forget everything. In addition, DeWitt's attitude towards Old White is not good. It is conceivable that when Old White thinks of all this, he will probably call the police immediately. Mrs. White may swallow her anger, but Old White will definitely force her to report to the Aurors, the enforcers of the Ministry of Magic...

"Let me tell you," DeWitt looked into Mrs. White's eyes and asked, "Have you ever thought about...killing your husband?"

Mrs. White hesitated and shook her head.

"to be frank."

Mrs. White nodded slightly this time.

"I guess you don't dare," DeWitt said slowly, "but now you are charmed, and you have been abused by him for so long - come, let me see the scars on your body again."

On Mrs. White's forearm, close to the crook of the elbow, there is a dense growth of bumpy skin of varying thicknesses, in the shape of circles one after another. The woman also has scars on her back, but they are not very obvious. After so many years, In the past, there were only some subtle differences in skin color.The cigarette butt burn on her arm was the most serious. If left untreated, Mrs. White might have to live with the scar for the rest of her life.

"Put on your clothes," DeWitt finally patted Mrs. White on the back and asked, "Do you love that man?"

It was probably love at the beginning, right?To this day, when faced with DeWitt's commanding questioning in a state of enchantment, Mrs. White's only reaction was to shudder and shake her head.

"Do you think your life has been better or worse after I came to your home?" Before making certain decisions, DeWitt must ask clearly and in detail, otherwise he will have to choose more cruel methods. , but that's not what he wanted.

"He doesn't hit me anymore, I don't feel any pain anymore."

"You bitch! You didn't answer the question you asked!" DeWitt raised his voice and wanted to scold, but then he controlled his emotions and said calmly: "There are only two answers to my question! Good or bad!"

"Yes!" Mrs. White suddenly burst into tears. She wiped the corners of her eyes and said with sobs: "I thank you from the bottom of my heart - you also scolded me, but never hit me - I know you are a kind person, I am extremely grateful that you saved me before I completely despaired——"

You can lie while in the state of charm, but you must not violate orders. The criterion for judging orders is not language, but the will of the caster. After Mrs. White lied for the first time and said that she had never thought of killing her husband, DeWitt He changed his will, making the following questions have the premise of an order, that is to say - if DeWitt's spells did not go wrong, in fact he would not make mistakes in the spells. Now Mrs. White's every sentence It was all from the heart, and it made him... happy.

How to put it, although DeWitt never said it, from the standpoint of this family, he still stood by Mrs. White, and for the next plan - Mrs. White had to change, because there was no time, only Mrs. White can be relied upon.