Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 5 and below are paid content

It was difficult for William to describe his mood at the moment.

He originally thought that after more than ten years, the memories from "that side" would slowly fade away.But at this moment, he felt that the world in his memory suddenly came alive again, and it was more real than ever before.

"In the United States, don't you have a place like Diagon Alley?" Professor McGonagall said, patted William on the shoulder, interrupting his daze.

"Well, over there, the relationship between the wizards is quite tense, and now it is rare for such a large number of wizards to be present at the same time."

William euphemistically took it over.

Although after the establishment of the Magic Congress in the seventeenth century, the crimes of many "cleaners" have been liquidated.But today, 300 years later, the relationship between wizards in North America has become more divided invisibly.

Not much remains of the former wizarding settlement.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall did not ask further.

They walked into Gringotts, and William took out the dollars he had prepared, and, under the alien-looking eyes of the goblin at the counter, exchanged them for exactly fifty golden Galleons.He played with it for a while, and threw them all into the bag that had been cast with the "Untraceable Extending Charm".

"We'd better go to Madam Malkin first, and order a wizard robe for you to wear in the castle."

Professor McGonagall glanced at William's shoulder bag in surprise, picked up the list and said.They walked a few steps quickly and came to a shop diagonally opposite Gringotts.

"Mrs. Mojin Robe Store"

It reads on the wooden signboard hanging in front of the store.

The entrance of the store is very narrow, with a very old-looking orange counter on the side, and rows of hangers inside.

Madam Malkin, the owner of the shop, was wearing a set of bright purple silk robes, standing by the hanger, waving her wand lightly.

Accompanied by the movement of her wand, the scissors in mid-air seemed to have their own souls, flying dexterously, modifying the size of the robe.

"Minerva! For Merlin's sake, I thought you'd never come to buy a new robe!"

When the owner heard the sound of the door opening, he quickly turned around and greeted him with a bright smile on his face.

"You have to be honest, have you cast a lot of copying spells on this robe. I dare say, every time I see you, you wear this suit."

As if a little unaccustomed to Mrs. Malkin's enthusiasm, Professor McGonagall frowned slightly.She pushed William a step forward and said:
"Mojin, I'm here to take him to buy a robe. William will transfer to Hogwarts in the new semester and needs a new robe."

She turned to William again and said:
"Madame Malkin will help you measure the robe. If you don't mind, I can go and buy the textbooks and potions you need first."

"Of course not, Professor."

William took out twenty gold coins from the bag.

Professor McGonagall took it up and said:
"When you're done here, meet me at Ollivander's at the end of Diagon Alley. His wand is the most famous in Europe."

She turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Mrs. Malkin:
"Minerva, let's have a cup of tea some other day?

For the sake of the old days? "

".I'm free next Monday."

After a brief hesitation, Professor McGonagall agreed.She opened the door and left, and Mrs. Malkin looked at William with a smile on her face.

"Hogwarts transfer students are not common, let me guess. Beauxbatons? No, you're not as delicate as those Frenchies. Or Durmstrang?"

Mrs. Malkin dragged William into the store, talking while she was talking, but before William could answer, she went on talking on her own:

"Not at all, your body doesn't look like you often wear a coat."

"Ilvermorny."

Seeing Madam Malkin's dazed expression, William added, "In America, North America."

"Well I think I'll need three sets of melanin."

He took out the list and looked to the beginning.

"Three sets of black plain smocks, a peaked hat to match your fair hair, and winter cloak, my little boy.

After so many years, you are the first little guest from the United States that I have received! "

Upon hearing that William was from America, Mrs. Malkin burst into a burst of astonishing enthusiasm—she pushed William to stand in front of a huge dressing mirror and up the steps.

The wand waved lightly.

Two measuring tapes flew out of her waist pocket like a python, flying up and down around William, sometimes causing him to raise his arms, or to pose in some stiff and awkward poses.

William can swear that the last time he had a similar experience was when he was dragged by his mother to the shopping mall to buy clothes during the Chinese New Year in his previous life.

For nearly half an hour, he had been manipulated like this, until Madam Malkin nodded in satisfaction, and then waved her wand to let the tape measure release him.

"I'm not very familiar with your robe shop in the United States, but I dare say that in the whole of Europe, there is nothing better than mine. Not even the one who is out of the way. What about him?"

Mrs. Malkin said something in a low voice. According to her expression, William guessed that she probably cursed.

"You know, the robe can be automatically ironed and self-repairing, but we invented it first. That vanity is nothing more than that."

She seemed to swear more swear words.

"But how did you do it?"

William asked puzzled.

Ilvermorny's school uniforms are made and distributed uniformly. Although they are well-crafted and comfortable to wear, they are just ordinary robes after all.

In William's impression, it is not difficult to make an item magical - the difficulty lies in making the magic effect of the item stable and long-lasting.

It is definitely more difficult to maintain the spell on an everyday item like a robe that is subject to all kinds of bad situations like heavy rain, tears, etc.

Of course, it is certainly a feasible solution to use the existence spell like the broomstick, and layer upon layer of spell protection.But no matter how William looked at it, the price of this whole set of clothes didn't seem to be more than a few Galleons.

"This is a secret that has been passed down by the Mojin family for hundreds of years. I can't reveal it to you casually like this. But what?"

Madam Malkin smiled and shook her head.

She blinked slyly again.

"That"

William had the realization that "paid content is next".

"William, isn't that right? You are from America, so you must not know how cold the winter in England is."

With a flick of Madam Malkin's wand, a thick booklet flew from the counter and unfolded in front of William.

arrangement.

After William "voluntarily" paid 7 additional gold Galleons for the two additional silk shirts, a set of pajamas, and the special automatic warmth function added to the robe, Madam Malkin finally revealed her secret.

"look carefully."

She put her wand on one of the robes and whispered a spell that William had never heard before. From the tip of the wand, a silver light suddenly lit up.

The rays of light spread like wildfire, forming lines, connecting into patterns, and finally interweaving into two small strange-looking characters.

", and also. In ancient runes, they symbolize wealth and the sun.

Now even in the whole of Europe, only a very small number of wizards still master this ancient technique, and the Mojin family is one of them.

You know, we didn't gain a foothold in Diagon Alley by virtue of some nasty, cheap copying, imitation, vulgar gown style."

Madam Malkin proudly puffed up her chest, but she still couldn't help herself, and cursed again in a low voice.

"But tell me, won't you worry about being taught by me?"

William looked at the two runes carefully, and he noticed that although the lines that outlined the two runes looked ordinary, they had a dark luster.

The two runes are connected by an arc.

This doesn't seem too hard to emulate.

According to the knowledge of alchemy he learned in Ilvermorny, as long as he analyzes the material of the lines used to outline the two runes, and then uses ordinary spell-breaking to peel off the strips, the spell cast on the robe can be reversed. , and then imitate a similar appearance.

"My cute little transfer student, do you think you are the first guest to ask this question?"

Madam Malkin smiled as if she saw a fool.

　The signing station has arrived. It is mentioned in Pottermore that Madam Malkin's robe can be automatically ironed and repaired automatically.Pure blood wizards tend to think that Out of the World Tailors are more upscale.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)