Hogwarts: I can inherit the legacy of the dead

"Isn't this price a bit high?" A guest questioned the value of this emerald green pendant.

He said: "If it is just for resting the mind, it is not worth this price."

The old man in black robe smiled and said: "Guests don't know that this pendant is one of the only three works left by Alec during his lifetime. The other two have been lost for many years. It can be said that this 'Frost Fang' is the only work left by Master Alec. Just based on this name, it is worth this price.

In addition, you should know that Alec is the only 'Alchemist Master' who was born as a black wizard."

"Oh?" The guest made a sound of realization and then stopped talking.

The old man in black robe nodded and continued: "The auction continues."

Soon, someone on the scene began to bid: "1300 gold galleons."

"Box No. 2 bids 1300 gold galleons. Is there anyone else bidding?" The old man in black robe asked.

"1500 gold galleons." Another voice came from another box.

"Box No. 5 offers 1,500 gold galleons..."

"The price is indeed a bit high." In the box, Meka Anders also felt the pain.

He has been refining medicine for more than half a year and has only accumulated some wealth. It seems that he will have to bleed a lot here today.

"Fortunately." Meka felt fortunate.

Recently, he has received sponsorship from two "kind-hearted people" in succession, and has received a total of more than 1,000 gold galleons from Professor Quirrell and the black wizard Kane.

Otherwise, if he spends here today, he may become a pauper again.

"1,600 gold galleons." Meka also started bidding, hoping to get it at a slightly "favorable" price.

But he still misjudged the wealth of the guests in this secret auction.

These people obviously have a certain status and strong financial resources, so they can be guests here.

Therefore, the price of the emerald green pendant is still soaring, and has risen to 1,900 gold galleons.

Meka touched his pocket, thought for a while, suppressed the heartache, and bid again:

"2200 gold galleons!"

"2200 gold galleons! Box No. 6 bids 2200 gold galleons! Is there anyone else bidding?"

The black-robed old man waited for a while, and no one spoke again. He obviously felt that the price had exceeded his psychological expectations, so he finally decided on the ownership of the emerald green pendant:

"2200 gold galleons! Congratulations to Box No. 6 for winning this "Frost Fang" pendant!"

The waiter then delivered the Frost Fang pendant to Box No. 6.

Meka finally got the pendant again, and a smile appeared under his mask.

Because he felt again that the "silver-white soul" in his body was trembling.

The two silver-white souls were coveting the pendant, and seemed to want to hold it in their arms.

"But why does this pendant make the "silver-white soul" so "excited"?" Meka thought.

He felt that this pendant should have more functions than what the old man in black robes said, and perhaps there was something else that attracted the silver-white soul.

But what exactly it was, he might have to explore it later.

"Maybe it will be revealed after it is refined into a 'horcrux'." Meka thought.

The auction outside continued, and new treasures were presented.

So Meka put away the 'Frost Fang' pendant and looked outside the box.

He still had some extra money on him, and wanted to see if there was anything else worth buying.

...

Outside the box, under the intentional mobilization of the old man in black robes, the atmosphere of the auction was very lively.

One treasure after another was presented, including a clay jar that could store black magic, a rusty sword that could corrode flesh and blood, and an old robe with the ability to repel the 'Crucia'...

Each treasure was auctioned at a very high price and sent to different boxes.

"What a pity." Meka regretted.

He had an idea for the old robe, because it could protect the owner from magic damage and counterattack with the "Cruciatus Curse" when facing a crisis.

But after thinking about it, he gave up.

This was because he heard someone in the next box talking about the robe, and its previous owner died from the "Cruciatus Curse" on the robe.

Obviously, the curse on the robe did not distinguish between friend and foe, and it was too dangerous.

Meka had been watching and did not bid. Finally, he showed surprise in his eyes and was attracted by the next treasure.

"The next one." Outside the box, the old man in black robe smiled and said, "It's a more unique treasure."

He uncovered the red cloth, revealing the yellowed "parchment scroll" underneath.

"This 'parchment' is made of the skin of a rare magical animal, the runeskin snake."

"There are some mysterious runes recorded in this snakeskin, which seem to be related to alchemy, but we have no idea what the specific function is."

"It depends on your vision and luck. If you hit the big luck and get the means of refining and enchanting some treasures from it, you will make a lot of money."

"The starting price of this 'parchment' is 500 gold galleons."

"If I'm not mistaken, this parchment contains 'missing'." Meka stared at it.

He felt that the space in his mind was affected, so he guessed that there should be some wizards' 'last wishes' hidden in the 'parchment'.

He felt that this 'parchment' also looked very old, maybe it was a very old thing, and it could bring surprises.

"But it seems that someone really wants this 'parchment'." Meka heard the bid outside.

Amid the fierce bidding, a person in a certain box kept competing with others, scaring off competitors one by one.

He seemed to attach great importance to this parchment scroll and was determined to get it.

"1400 gold galleons!" The old man in black robe repeated the guest's bid.

Meka also started bidding: "1700 gold galleons."

"Oh?" The old man in black robe smiled: "Box No. 6 bids 1700 gold galleons. Are there any other guests who want to bid?"

"1800 gold galleons!" The guest competed again, his voice decisive.

"Sure enough, this 'parchment scroll' is not easy to get." Meka felt that this wave was probably bleeding again.

But in order to get the 'last wish' above, he did not hesitate and bid again.

"2000 gold galleons!"

"2000 gold galleons, box No. 6 bids..."

As the bids got higher and higher, all competitors finally withdrew, leaving only two voices competing against each other.

"Friend." The guest in the box warned, "I must take this thing away. You'd better withdraw, otherwise you will pay the price."

Meka heard a hazy voice. There was some kind of spell between the boxes, so the voice was not clear.

"Really?" Meka also laughed, "I'll bid again. If you have money left, I will naturally withdraw."

The guest in the box's voice became gloomy: "Do you dare to leave your name?"

The old man in black robe came out to stop: "In the auction, only price bidding is allowed, and threats and other means are not allowed."

The guest in the box then snorted coldly and restrained himself.

"2600 gold galleons." Meka bid for the last time.

The guest in the box's voice became even colder: "2700 gold galleons!"

"No way." Meka touched his pocket in shame.

This was all the money he had left, and he really couldn't squeeze out more.

"Forget it." Meka was very open-minded.

In the magic world, there must be a lot of objects that carry longing, so he quickly let it go.

...

In another box, the guest wearing a black mask took the "parchment" handed over by the waiter.

He stroked the words on it, revealing an infatuated look:

"Finally got this "parchment", my experiment may have new progress."

The guest with a black mask carefully put away the "parchment", and he looked at the location of box No. 6 again.

"Originally, it would have taken more than 1,000 gold galleons..." He looked gloomy.

He quickly called a waiter to ask who was in box No. 6 and what mask he was wearing.

The waiter shook his head quickly: "Sorry, the identity of each guest must be kept confidential, we can't tell."

He handed over the exquisite refreshments again and then left.

The guest with the black mask did not get the information from Box No. 6, and his face was gloomy. After thinking for a while, he sneered again:

"Do you really think I can't know who you are?"

He secretly swore to make the man who made him lose more than a thousand gold galleons pay the price.

Then, the guest with the black mask left the box early, and made some arrangements outside to get back all the "losses" from the person in Box No. 6.

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