Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 123 Trading
Safe trade?
maybe
At least for Klein, yes.

In Baimon's demon career, he probably never saw someone who dared to deceive demons like Klein.He would never have thought that the legendary sacrifice "White Jade Snake" was just a fake made from a rope.

Master?

No.

A mage is an acquired spellcaster who relies on knowledge and experience.

A wizard, on the other hand, is a natural spellcaster who relies on psychic power.

Klein taught the young demon a lesson today.

Of course, the tuition fee is a bit expensive
"Young mage, I promise you."

A long time ago, the boundary between the mysterious world and the real world was not so clear, and countless people possessed the relevant knowledge of demon rituals.But now, with the highly developed industrial civilization, even the spellcasters have to hide, not to mention the demons from the alien hell.

Baimeng has not enjoyed offerings like the "White Jade Snake" for hundreds of years.Seeing it now, there is naturally no reason to give up.

"Then, it was a pleasure dealing with you."

Originally, Klein thought that if Baimon was not interested in his "sacrifice", he would call a higher-ranking demon to take back the contract of the Greengrass family from Baimon's hands.I didn't expect that the "Lord King of Angels" would be so reasonable and save him a lot of trouble.

"Deal, come, let us draw up the contract."

There was a smile on Baimeng's feminine face, and a hint of cunning flashed in his golden pupils.

Although the transaction has been finalized, there is no contractual constraint, and all verbal agreements can be regarded as a blank sheet of paper.

A deed that does not fall on the goat's skin is meaningless.

As for the contract, no one can take advantage of the loopholes better than the devil.

Since Klein and Baimon communicated in ancient Israeli, Dumbledore could only stand outside the magic circle and stare blankly.

However, he caught the fleeting malice in the demon's eyes.

The old man was anxious and wanted to remind Klein, but the moment he opened his mouth, he remembered what Klein had said to him before: "No matter what happens, don't talk."

With a serious look on his face, Dumbledore took a deep breath.

Facing the unknown, he still decided to be obedient.

It's just that the strength of the old man's thin hand holding the elderberry wand is a bit stronger than before.

Although he rarely uses it, he also knows "Avada Kedavra".
"Oh, of course."

Vaguely aware of Dumbledore's concern outside the magic circle, Klein kept his expression on his face and continued to communicate with Baimon about the content of the contract.

Under normal circumstances, the contract is drawn up by the devil himself on the black goatskin, and some specious words and words will be used on it, so as to favor the devil as much as possible.As a ritual caster, what Klein has to do is to find all the loopholes and try to make the contract as fair and reasonable as possible.

How ironic.

The transaction between mortals and demons is already in an unequal position, and the pursuit of fairness has become the only extravagant hope.

Klein understood, really understood.

This is also the original intention of focusing on the study of "how to trade with demons without costing money" after he tried demon summoning several times in his previous life.

If one person has to win it all, why can't it be me?

As a spellcaster from the heart, he knows that one must be more greedy, shameless, and cunning than the devil, in order to gain the upper hand in the devil's trade and reach the highest level.
"White prostitution".

"Look, if there is no problem, just drop your blood."

Baimeng is very agile in his work, after all, he is the "Supreme Four Pillars" of Belial's 72 demon gods, and he is quite skilled in business work.

Burning demonic characters glowed on the black sheepskin, and the ancient contract had an incredible effect.Once signed, the power of the contract is always recognized and protected by the two worlds, regardless of the millennium.

"something wrong."

After only looking at the contract, Klein sneered and tore up the black sheepskin.

Do you think he is the kind of rookie who doesn't understand anything?

Is this a contract, or a contract of sale?

"Hehe, cunning mortal."

It doesn't cost money to try it, what if it succeeds?

Baimon laughed and didn't care.

Stretching out his hand in the void, another black sheepskin appeared.

This time Klein finished reading it carefully, even in very small corners, he checked it carefully.

Overall, this contract is much better than the previous one, but it is still full of various language traps.

With a slight smile, he scratched out many things with his rosewood wand, and added some new words.

"Humph."

Now Baimon couldn't laugh anymore.

He had never met a mortal who understood demons better than Klein.

For the devil, a small profit is a big loss.

The young mage knew their contract too well, and he couldn't find any loopholes after trying his best, and he was very upset.

"I don't want blood, the contract of blood is not secure. Devil, I want a soul contract."

The difference between a blood contract and a soul contract is like a godson and a real son.

Since he wants to cheat, he must cheat the other party into bankruptcy. Klein has no sympathy for demons.

"impossible!"

Hearing this, Baimon roared.

Every soul contract has great risks.

"White Jade Snake" is good, but that's just good, not worth the risk of his own soul.

"Then, what if I add the soul on my side."

Not surprised at all, Klein used his magic wand to carve a paragraph on the black sheepskin.

Baimon's breathing became short of breath suddenly.

If "White Jade Snake" is added to the soul of a young mage, then this deal is not impossible.
"How about it, have you thought about it?"

Klein smiled softly, more like a devil than a devil.

"I"

Baimon wanted to agree immediately, but for some reason, when he saw the half-smile expression on Klein's face, he hesitated again.

"Why, the great "Lord King of Angels" doesn't even have the courage without the legion by his side?"

Seeing that Baimon began to hesitate, Klein showed a look of disdain on his face.

"One day, you will pay the price for provoking the great Baimon."

The devil snorted coldly, leaving a soul imprint on the black sheepskin.

He's a demon, and he's nothing to be afraid of.

A mere mortal dares to plot against the demon god of hell!
"I'm looking forward to that day."

When the dust fell to the ground, Klein felt extremely comfortable.

He smiled and spread his arms, allowing the power of the contract to take away a piece of soul from him.

"Then, the contract is concluded."

The ancient contract could no longer be changed, Baimon snorted coldly and put away the black sheepskin.

And just when he was about to take away the soul of the "White Jade Snake", the "Lord King of Angels" froze for a moment, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Mortal, you are courting death!"

The endless black wind swept across, as if destroying the world.

The demon from hell roared angrily, his feminine face was full of ferocity.

(End of this chapter)