Master Trainer from Hogwarts

Chapter 39 The Witcher Girl

When entering Knockturn Alley from the entrance of Diagon Alley, Allen clearly felt a few eyes glance at them.

A tall and thin wizard with dark eyes woke up his huge hooked nose, stopped them suddenly, and said with a smile, "It smells like Polyjuice Potion."

George and Fred had little social experience and didn't know what to do for a while, but according to the agreement, they still followed Alan closely without saying a word.

Want to scam me?

Allen smiled coldly, "Is [Poison Potion] not allowed in Knockturn Alley? Get out of the way!"

The wizard obviously didn't want to get out of the way easily, or he thought he had a good fun.

Suddenly, a hard object whizzed and shot past the ear, making a sound on the floor.

"This is a warning." Allen said coldly, keeping his finger in the posture of shooting copper coins. Just now he used the minimum power of the [Electromagnetic Cannon], but hitting people can also break ribs.

This is the advantage of [Electromagnetic Cannon], in the hands of Allen, the power can be adjusted freely.

uh~
The surrounding eyes quickly moved away from the three of Allen.

The wizard's already pale face became more and more bleak. Although the attack just now was not strong, he didn't see the guy in front of him cast a spell!
Wandless Casting!

And it's a random warning!
I originally thought that I met a little wizard who sneaked out of Hogwarts, but I didn't expect it to be a real stubble.

He took two steps back carefully, and bent over Alan stiffly, "I don't mean to offend, Your Excellency."

Allen nodded proudly and said with a smile, "You have to be thankful for today's weather."

Forehead?
The wizard couldn't turn his head around for a while.

At this time, there was a light rain in the sky. Allen opened the big black umbrella in his hand, his eyes peeped out from the shadow of the umbrella, "I like rainy days."

Then strode into Diagon Alley with the twins.

The wizards around looked at each other, and a moment later, a witch with a krait wrapped around her neck and messy hair came over. She stared at the wizard and said, "You are so lucky."

After Allen showed a powerful dark wizard style, the surrounding eyes naturally disappeared without a trace.

He was wearing a black and old wizard cloak, like a drop of black rain, naturally blending into the surrounding graystone, old and somewhat mottled buildings.

Allen couldn't help admiring this unique wizard building while walking slowly.

George whispered in Alan's ear, "Brother, you were so cool just now!"

Allen replied, "If you study magic seriously, you can be as cool as me."

George and Fred couldn't help thinking that what Allen said really made sense.

From this moment on, the future quietly changes.

Knockturn Alley is much bigger than imagined. It is integrated with Diagon Alley and is hidden in a huge secret place, so that it can have a huge piece of land in London, where every inch of land is expensive.

Otherwise, the [Muggle Repelling Curse] might be able to change the thinking of Muggles, but it cannot change the architectural drawings of London, making everyone ignore a large blank block.

Compared with Diagon Alley, Knockturn Alley occupies a larger area. There are not only Borginbock Black Magic Store here, but also the one where Voldemort worked as a summer job.

It is also home to the UK's largest werewolf and vampire settlement.

These two magical races are both feared and disgusted by wizards, but what is interesting is that wizards can become werewolf wizards or vampire wizards through infection and first embrace, and the two can be superimposed.

Maybe I can make wolfbane potion to attract some people, Alan glanced casually at his side and walked along the corner, the ragged wizard thought.

The one just now was most likely a werewolf wizard. After the wizard transformed into a werewolf, it was equivalent to suffering from AIDS. He was very discriminated against by other wizards. They would even take the initiative to stay away from their original relatives to avoid infecting their families with the terrible wolf's poison.

This has led to the fact that if werewolf wizards do not have special skills, life will become extremely difficult, and most werewolf wizards have become dark wizards or wizard hunters.

At the same time, the wolfbane potion needed every month will almost consume most of their wealth.

Allen took the twins into a three-story tavern, and the moment the shutter door was pushed open, there was a faint gaze. The noisy tavern was quiet for a while, and then it became lively again.

Allen walked to the bar, took out three silver coins, and lined them up one by one, "Three glasses of Bloody Mary, pure virgin blood, if they are fake, I will twist your head and kick it as a ball."

The bartender is used to Allen's 'threat', maybe this is the norm in Knockturn Alley, he said with a smile, "The one who dares to sell fake wine among dark wizards has not yet been born."

When the wine was brought up, it was blood red, like a magnificent ruby, dotted with a red cherry. Allen shook the glass while looking at the layout of the entire tavern.

The tradition of the Middle Ages is still continued here. The tavern is not only a place for drinking, but also an information exchange center. There are different tasks on the notices on the second floor. The owner behind the tavern vouches for these tasks, and black wizards or magical creatures can accept them.

It's a bit like a mercenary union. Allen took the twins to enjoy the atmosphere here quietly, and then walked up to the second floor. His eyes quickly scanned the bulletin board. There were all kinds of tasks on it, including those who asked for medicine, some who sold magic items, and even hired murderers. No wonder Bill said that Knockturn Alley does not belong to the Ministry of Magic.

Allen's eyes quickly noticed a girl sitting at the spiral staircase on the second floor. She was around the age. She had long black hair neatly tied into a single ponytail. She had an obvious Chinese appearance, but her eyes were wine red and had a kind of magnificent beauty, especially a pair of long legs, which could last at least two years!

But a beautiful woman like her feels out of place with her surroundings, even the dark wizards are unwilling to approach her.

Thinking of the reminder of the [Mysterious Mission Letter], Allen walked over and said in fluent Chinese, "Do you mind if I sit here?"

The girl played with the sharp, twenty-centimeter-long knife in her hand, and was slightly taken aback by Alan's accost, "Do you speak Chinese?"

"I've learned it before." Allen said with a smile.

"Sit." The girl pointed at the seat in front of her with a knife, and reminded at the same time, "But because you can speak Chinese, I advise you not to sit with me, it will become troublesome."

"I hate trouble, but I like to solve it." Allen sat down directly, and George and Fred stood behind him like bodyguards.

The girl became interested in Alan's words, "What do you want from me?"

Allen pointed to the girl's attire, a row of throwing knives hanging obliquely on her chest, crossbow arrows on her back, and a short knife hanging on her waist, "If I read correctly, you are a witcher, can I hire you for something?"

(End of this chapter)