Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring
Chapter 187
"I seem to have said that no one else is allowed to act in the name of the Holy White Council..."
Altaïr stopped and looked at the wizards indifferently.
"You misunderstood! Mr. Saruman ..."
Several wizards quickly lowered their heads in fear, and the one at the head carefully explained:
"We just adore you very much, and we haven't done anything in the name of you and the Holy White Council..."
"We came with us, just to remind you... Mr. Saruman, recently many North American wizards have come to the British wizarding world. "
"You should understand that because of the matter of the Magical Congress and the headmaster of the Ifamouni School, some of this group of North American wizards have bad intentions towards you... They've been wandering around the various Dark Wizard gathering places lately, and you just killed Scarletlive, and I think they already know you're here. "
Seeing that Altaïr's expression did not change much, the wizard gritted his teeth and said:
"Mr. Saruman, you are strong and not afraid of those people... But if they gather a dozen or twenty people, in case..."
"I see what you mean."
Altaïr interrupted him, apparently with the idea of turning to himself.
After Egilbert's death, the North American wizarding world was shaken, and those students who graduated from Ifamouni, most of them were Egilbert's students, learned that their headmaster was killed by a black wizard from England, you can imagine how they would feel.
777 These people illegally sneaked into Britain, came to make trouble only in passing, vented their anger, and the main purpose was probably to find Saruman.
Now that he has appeared in the alley, if their people know about it, they will definitely gather people to take revenge.
"Thank you for your kindness, but don't follow me anymore..."
Altaïr took out several bottles of potions from the system space and threw them casually.
"This is a gadget that I have nothing to refine at leisure, and the gray one is an iron potion, and after drinking it, it is equivalent to casting an iron armor spell."
"Colorless is a stealth potion, which can be invisible for half an hour after drinking."
After Altaïr finished speaking, he didn't look at the wizards who looked surprised, and turned to leave.
Turning around this alley, the situation here is almost no different from the alley just now.
There are dark wizards everywhere, many people are still in business, and contraband is everywhere.
Altaïr only looked at it twice and saw a dark wizard use a spell to put down a goblin and drag its body into the darkness.
The corners of Altaïr's mouth twitched.
It was so much more chaotic than he had imagined.
It stands to reason that although Overturned Alley is where dark wizards come and go, it is adjacent to the diagonal and not far from the Ministry of Magic in London.
How dare they be so presumptuous?
Are all the Aurors off work in the evening?
The Ministry of Magic forbids any wizard from casting an unforgivable spell on anyone else, and violators who kill each other or not are sentenced to permanent imprisonment in Azkaban.
Now that he had only been here for a while, he had already seen two dark wizards cast the Unforgivable Curse...
Altaïr actually didn't know that this matter had a lot to do with him.
Before the appearance of Saruman and the Witch King of Angmar, the overturned alley on the evening was almost the same as during the day, and serious dark wizards were rare, and most of the wandering wizards who came here were wandering wizards...
Real dark wizards gather in the deep mountains and forests, exchange information with each other, buy and sell contraband, magical materials and other things...
But since Altaïr got out Saruman and the Witch Queen Angmar, the Aurors at the Ministry of Magic in London have been seriously killed and injured, and the focus has been on tracking the two, and their control and deterrence over other dark wizards have been greatly reduced.
Coupled with the recent influx of a group of admiring dark wizards and North American wizards in Britain, the originally deserted overturned alley is more lively than other dark wizard strongholds because of "famous".
In order to avoid being attacked again by "people who don't know whether they are dead or alive", Altaïr did not repair his black robe, he showed his face and entered this alley.
Some of them looked at him, stunned for a moment, and clearly recognized his identity.
Some wizards are whispering, some wizards are excited, and some wizards are sneaky...
Altaïr walked around, came to a dark wizard's booth, and took a closer look.
The boss is a dark wizard in his forties and fifties, with a frosty face and a little lewdness, who seems to be the kind of person (bace) who has been hiding in the dark for many years.
He also sells a variety of things, including broken second-hand wands stained with blood, unusual potion materials produced in the deep mountains and forests, and some stones and metals that contain magical powers.
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There were also some shrunken heads, similar to those on the knight's bus that Harry had made, but without spells, so they couldn't speak.
As for the rest, there are Muggle skeletons, skulls, children's...
Altaïr picked up a stone shining with purple light and flipped it twice in his hand.
This was the purpose of his coming to Fall Alley, he wanted to see if he could find some suitable magic materials to use to refine magic items.
It's better to refine a ring with magic powers...
"Mr. Saruman... This is an ore from the Goblin Mountains, which goblins use to make various magic items, and it is said that the Gryffindor Sword of Hogwarts is made from this ore. "
The wizard apparently knew Saruman as well, and he smiled cautiously and introduced Altaïr to the ore he had.
Artest had never seen the Sword of Gryffindor, so he didn't know what the material of the Sword of Gryffindor was, but this ore was indeed a good alchemical material.
Altaïr put the ore aside, picked it up on the stall, and finally chose a total of three ores, two metals, and a log of wood.
"These things..."
The wizard's eyes lit up, and he quickly calculated and stretched out five fingers.
"A total of five hundred gold gallons!"
Altaïr nodded, put his things away, and got up to leave.
"Huh?"
The wizard was stunned for a moment and stood up, his face a little flustered.
"Mr. Saruman... You haven't paid yet! "
"You stole or stole all these things... Except for the Muggles you murdered..."
Altaïr glanced at him, his tone extremely cold.
"But..."
"You robbed someone else's, I robbed yours, what's there... Do you want to die? "
Altaïr said, his eyes suddenly sharpened.
The wizard looked bitter, he opened his mouth, did not dare to say anything, collected the rest of his things, and ran into the darkness with a puff of smoke.
Altaïr turned around and raised his eyebrows.
The dark wizards who set up stalls nearby all ran away...
But he didn't care, the alley was just the things he had just taken were of some value to him.
Everything else was rags, not worth his hands on.
As for corrupting character...
Saruman is originally a black wizard in the eyes of everyone, isn't it common for black wizards to eat black?
Besides...
It is also Saruman who backs the pot, what does it have to do with him Altaïr?
Later, Saruman was summoned, and it was not Altaïr who was scolded...
"I'll come around every three or five in the future... Meizh..."
Altaïr smiled and walked into the darkness....
Altaïr stopped and looked at the wizards indifferently.
"You misunderstood! Mr. Saruman ..."
Several wizards quickly lowered their heads in fear, and the one at the head carefully explained:
"We just adore you very much, and we haven't done anything in the name of you and the Holy White Council..."
"We came with us, just to remind you... Mr. Saruman, recently many North American wizards have come to the British wizarding world. "
"You should understand that because of the matter of the Magical Congress and the headmaster of the Ifamouni School, some of this group of North American wizards have bad intentions towards you... They've been wandering around the various Dark Wizard gathering places lately, and you just killed Scarletlive, and I think they already know you're here. "
Seeing that Altaïr's expression did not change much, the wizard gritted his teeth and said:
"Mr. Saruman, you are strong and not afraid of those people... But if they gather a dozen or twenty people, in case..."
"I see what you mean."
Altaïr interrupted him, apparently with the idea of turning to himself.
After Egilbert's death, the North American wizarding world was shaken, and those students who graduated from Ifamouni, most of them were Egilbert's students, learned that their headmaster was killed by a black wizard from England, you can imagine how they would feel.
777 These people illegally sneaked into Britain, came to make trouble only in passing, vented their anger, and the main purpose was probably to find Saruman.
Now that he has appeared in the alley, if their people know about it, they will definitely gather people to take revenge.
"Thank you for your kindness, but don't follow me anymore..."
Altaïr took out several bottles of potions from the system space and threw them casually.
"This is a gadget that I have nothing to refine at leisure, and the gray one is an iron potion, and after drinking it, it is equivalent to casting an iron armor spell."
"Colorless is a stealth potion, which can be invisible for half an hour after drinking."
After Altaïr finished speaking, he didn't look at the wizards who looked surprised, and turned to leave.
Turning around this alley, the situation here is almost no different from the alley just now.
There are dark wizards everywhere, many people are still in business, and contraband is everywhere.
Altaïr only looked at it twice and saw a dark wizard use a spell to put down a goblin and drag its body into the darkness.
The corners of Altaïr's mouth twitched.
It was so much more chaotic than he had imagined.
It stands to reason that although Overturned Alley is where dark wizards come and go, it is adjacent to the diagonal and not far from the Ministry of Magic in London.
How dare they be so presumptuous?
Are all the Aurors off work in the evening?
The Ministry of Magic forbids any wizard from casting an unforgivable spell on anyone else, and violators who kill each other or not are sentenced to permanent imprisonment in Azkaban.
Now that he had only been here for a while, he had already seen two dark wizards cast the Unforgivable Curse...
Altaïr actually didn't know that this matter had a lot to do with him.
Before the appearance of Saruman and the Witch King of Angmar, the overturned alley on the evening was almost the same as during the day, and serious dark wizards were rare, and most of the wandering wizards who came here were wandering wizards...
Real dark wizards gather in the deep mountains and forests, exchange information with each other, buy and sell contraband, magical materials and other things...
But since Altaïr got out Saruman and the Witch Queen Angmar, the Aurors at the Ministry of Magic in London have been seriously killed and injured, and the focus has been on tracking the two, and their control and deterrence over other dark wizards have been greatly reduced.
Coupled with the recent influx of a group of admiring dark wizards and North American wizards in Britain, the originally deserted overturned alley is more lively than other dark wizard strongholds because of "famous".
In order to avoid being attacked again by "people who don't know whether they are dead or alive", Altaïr did not repair his black robe, he showed his face and entered this alley.
Some of them looked at him, stunned for a moment, and clearly recognized his identity.
Some wizards are whispering, some wizards are excited, and some wizards are sneaky...
Altaïr walked around, came to a dark wizard's booth, and took a closer look.
The boss is a dark wizard in his forties and fifties, with a frosty face and a little lewdness, who seems to be the kind of person (bace) who has been hiding in the dark for many years.
He also sells a variety of things, including broken second-hand wands stained with blood, unusual potion materials produced in the deep mountains and forests, and some stones and metals that contain magical powers.
Besides. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) )
There were also some shrunken heads, similar to those on the knight's bus that Harry had made, but without spells, so they couldn't speak.
As for the rest, there are Muggle skeletons, skulls, children's...
Altaïr picked up a stone shining with purple light and flipped it twice in his hand.
This was the purpose of his coming to Fall Alley, he wanted to see if he could find some suitable magic materials to use to refine magic items.
It's better to refine a ring with magic powers...
"Mr. Saruman... This is an ore from the Goblin Mountains, which goblins use to make various magic items, and it is said that the Gryffindor Sword of Hogwarts is made from this ore. "
The wizard apparently knew Saruman as well, and he smiled cautiously and introduced Altaïr to the ore he had.
Artest had never seen the Sword of Gryffindor, so he didn't know what the material of the Sword of Gryffindor was, but this ore was indeed a good alchemical material.
Altaïr put the ore aside, picked it up on the stall, and finally chose a total of three ores, two metals, and a log of wood.
"These things..."
The wizard's eyes lit up, and he quickly calculated and stretched out five fingers.
"A total of five hundred gold gallons!"
Altaïr nodded, put his things away, and got up to leave.
"Huh?"
The wizard was stunned for a moment and stood up, his face a little flustered.
"Mr. Saruman... You haven't paid yet! "
"You stole or stole all these things... Except for the Muggles you murdered..."
Altaïr glanced at him, his tone extremely cold.
"But..."
"You robbed someone else's, I robbed yours, what's there... Do you want to die? "
Altaïr said, his eyes suddenly sharpened.
The wizard looked bitter, he opened his mouth, did not dare to say anything, collected the rest of his things, and ran into the darkness with a puff of smoke.
Altaïr turned around and raised his eyebrows.
The dark wizards who set up stalls nearby all ran away...
But he didn't care, the alley was just the things he had just taken were of some value to him.
Everything else was rags, not worth his hands on.
As for corrupting character...
Saruman is originally a black wizard in the eyes of everyone, isn't it common for black wizards to eat black?
Besides...
It is also Saruman who backs the pot, what does it have to do with him Altaïr?
Later, Saruman was summoned, and it was not Altaïr who was scolded...
"I'll come around every three or five in the future... Meizh..."
Altaïr smiled and walked into the darkness....
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