Hogwarts: I can inherit the legacy of the dead

"Let me go!" The boy with light hair struggled, but the clothes on the back of his neck were caught and he couldn't get away at all.

In the dark alley, his face was illuminated by the dim light, and it was already red and bloodshot, as if he was afraid.

"I will return the gold coin to you, and you let me go." The boy spoke again.

His neck was strangled by the robe, and it was a bit difficult to speak.

He hurriedly took out the glittering gold galleon from his pocket and wanted to return it to the person behind him.

"Just one?" The dark wizard Kane smiled:

"I dropped several gold galleons, and you only return one to me? You should return it with yourself."

"It was just one!" The boy was anxious:

"I only saw you drop one gold galleon, and I only picked up one, and now I'm returning it to you."

"But I remember I dropped several." Kane shook his head, "I have seen many "thieves" like you, and there is no truth."

As he said, he took off the wand from his waist and pressed it against the boy's head.

"I..." The boy wanted to defend himself.

But he saw that the magic wand was against his forehead, and he was sweating coldly and his speech was unclear.

"And to be honest, I like 'goods' like you more than those gold coins." Kane smiled strangely.

He stopped teasing him, and the magic wand emitted light, trying to make the boy fall into a coma and directly 'pack up' and take him away.

"Wait a minute!" The boy didn't know where he got the courage from, his face flushed, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"I have a treasure with me, I can give it to you, just ask you to let me go this time."

"Baby?" Kane shook his head and laughed, but his smile soon subsided.

Because he saw that the other party really took out a silver ring, put it on his hand, and showed it to him.

The ring was inlaid with a crystal sapphire. At this moment, it was suddenly taken out, and the ring emitted a bright light in the darkness, with silver lines extending on it, and the light was flowing.

He was immediately surprised. He had cooperated with the alchemist for a long time and had an understanding of alchemical products. He immediately saw that this was actually some kind of expensive alchemical product.

"This is my treasure." The boy suddenly spoke as he stared at the ring in astonishment.

His voice suddenly became very calm, echoing in the alley, as if a cold wind had woken him up.

Kane suddenly became alert, and the light of the wand in his hand shone again, but the next moment, poof! The sharp silver blade pierced through his chest, and the bright red blood gushed out, blooming in the dark alley.

"You..." He looked down, and a large amount of blood foam flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The boy with short light hair looked at him calmly, with traces of the wand under his robe, and his other hand tightly grasped a well-made silver long sword, which was still emitting some kind of light.

"Transfiguration spell?" Kane was startled.

He felt the blade in his body, and saw the light emanating from the long sword, and guessed that the long sword that suddenly appeared was transformed by the Transfiguration spell.

"Little bastard." Kane stared at the boy's face.

He seemed to feel a heavy sleepiness, and his eyelids gradually closed in the struggle, as if his consciousness was about to fade away.

"Is he dead?" The boy was observing.

He watched the man in front of him slowly kneel down, blood gushing out from his chest and mouth, dripping on the ground, making a dripping sound in the silent alley.

He stood there cautiously for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief. The long sword in his hand turned back into a dead branch. He threw the blood-stained branch away and turned away.

At this moment,

"Avada Kedavra!" A roar suddenly rose in the dark alley!

A deadly green light tore through the darkness like lightning. Kane opened his eyes without knowing when. The bulging white eyeballs were surging with blood and anger. His magic wand pointed at the back of the distant figure, and the terrible light was about to tear the soul of the enemy in front of him!

The departing figure was also startled and turned around, but to Kane's surprise, there was no fear in the other person's eyes, all cold, and he kept muttering something, and the magic wand hidden under his robe kept flashing.

"He has been chanting spells?" Kane was startled, and then his face was horrified.

Puff puff puff! ! ! Three silver arrows hidden in the darkness instantly pierced his head, and the red blood and brain matter burst out, and a silver arrowhead drilled out from his white and bulging eyeball.

Before dying, Kane's other remaining eye saw the consequences of the "Killing Curse":

Buzz! The fatal green light was resisted by layer after layer of invisible armor and shattered. The boy stopped where he was, and the sky full of "starlight" after the "Killing Curse" was broken and blew across the boy's face.

"It's that ring..." Kane's last thought flashed through his mind.

"The last wish actually wants to make the other party feel fear." The boy Meka Anders shook his head and laughed.

The owner of the silver pocket watch hated Carne so much that he not only wanted to kill him, but also wanted to make him feel afraid.

If not, he would have killed him long ago, and there would be no follow-up.

Meka waited for the bloody rain to dissipate, walked up and touched the corpse, took out a dark gray cloth bag and some sundries, and put them away.

Then, he drank another bottle of polyjuice potion, his body rose, and he left quietly.

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Back to the tavern, it was just approaching evening. After resting for a while, Meka thought of the "rumors" he heard in the morning and thought that he should go shopping today to see if he could find treasures.

"I remember that the largest store here should be Borgin and Burke's Magic Shop?"

Meka asked as he walked and came to an old building. He pushed open a wooden door with mottled marks and scratches on the door frame and walked in.

"Welcome." The boss, Mr. Bojin, looked up from the counter. He was wearing a pair of dark pince-nez.

"What do you want to buy?" he asked.

Meka glanced at the goods on the side of the container. There were shrunken heads, mottled iron boxes, and white bone hands. Occasionally, he saw the shrunken head blinking at him.

He turned his head to look at the products on the other side, and suddenly saw Mr. Bojin placing an emerald green pendant on the counter, shaped like a crescent moon, and it seemed to have a shining luster, which was very attractive.

"Can I see it?" Meka asked.

Mr. Borgin looked at Meka for a while, and seeing that he was looking at him calmly, he nodded and said, "Of course."

He handed the emerald green pendant to Meka.

Meka held the delicate pendant in his hand and immediately felt a coldness seeping into his palm, spreading to his skin and blood. He twirled it with his fingers in surprise and looked at it under the light above his head.

"This thing..." Meka was startled. He felt two silver souls vibrating in his body, as if they were 'coveting' this emerald green pendant!

Meka gradually smiled, knowing that he had found his own Horcrux.

"How to sell this thing?" Meka asked.

Mr. Bojin shook his head: "This thing is not for sale now. If you had come a few days earlier, I would probably be able to sell it to you."

Meka was surprised: "What do you mean?"

Mr. Bojin explained that this treasure was consigned here by someone else. It was supposed to be taken back if it was not sold within three days.

As a result, after some persuasion, he finally let the other party keep this treasure again and sell it together with many other treasures in the subsequent auction.

"This auction..." Mr. Bojin lowered his voice.

“I think you have an extraordinary temperament, so I’m telling you this.

This auction was held secretly. Many wealthy families wanted to 'clean up' the dark magic items in their private residences, so this auction was created. "

He then informed the time and place of the auction, and also claimed that all participants in the auction would be dark wizards, and would also provide masks to the guests to ensure that no one would cause trouble and leak the guests' information, causing Aurors to come to the door.

"Is it all an auction of dark wizards?" Meka thought for a while and replied with a smile:

"Okay, I'll be here then."

Meka thought to herself that since many treasures were auctioned together, there might be another harvest by then.

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