The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

"The dying World Tree is about to enter the chat room, host, please be prepared." The transaction button that had been cooling down for a week finally lit up again.

Rolf sat upright excitedly. This time the buyer looked like a big fish.Regardless of the adjective in front of it, the name World Tree sounds very powerful.

Generally, things like the World Tree are at least god-level, right?

If this transaction can go through successfully, then he will be one step away from starting the farm system?I hope I can complete all the tasks before school starts.

You know, Grandpa Newt did not simply write the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them". Every magical animal in it can be found on his family's farm.

You can bring some of each animal into the farm, so that both the things they produce and themselves are good commodities!

Rohrbu couldn't help but praise his cleverness.

While he was thinking wildly, a broken ancient tree appeared on the virtual screen in front of him. Although a breath of vicissitudes of life came to his face, she seemed to be completely lifeless.

"Hello, dear, how can I help you?" Rolf said very kindly.

Rolf was originally worried about his image as a child, fearing that buyers would think he was easy to cheat because he was a child.

But what he never expected was that his image as a child and his elusive system would make him even more mysterious and make buyers even more afraid of his own strength.

After all, there are rumors circulating in the world that children and beggars should not be messed with~

"Hello, I am the World Tree of this world. Since all my tribes have died, the power of faith can no longer provide for my survival. I hope to purchase some tribes that can provide me with the power of faith."

Yggdrasil's weak voice came over, and Rolf was frightened when he heard it, fearing that she wouldn't be able to speak the next sentence.

"Then what do you want in exchange?" Rolf still patiently asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Wooden deed! This is my magic. As long as you can provide me with a reliable source of faith, I can cede my magic to you!"

World Tree said as if he had made a lot of determination, which also made Rolf very interested in this so-called wooden contract.

But he didn't ask what a wooden deed was. First, if he asked, he would appear to be ignorant and lose his value.

The second is that she is afraid that she will not be able to hold on. After all, the names defined for her by the system are all dying World Trees. I am really afraid that she will not be able to hold on.

Rolf carefully searched for magical animals in his mind, thinking about which ones could be sold to her as a source of belief?

"Okay, we have received your request and the transaction will start in 10 minutes.

Let me confirm first, I can only provide you with the mother body, not in large quantities. I wonder if you can accept it? "

It's not that Rolf is crazy, but the production of magical animals on his farm has been strictly controlled by Newt, so the output is not high.

After Yggdrasil hesitated for a moment, he replied: "How long is their reproductive cycle?"

"Just two or three months will be enough." Rolf said confidently.

Two or three months?World Tree was very surprised when she heard Rolf's reply. The elves she created were too perfect, making them not only difficult to breed, but also captured in large numbers.

The pregnancy cycle, which often lasted for decades, was the main reason why she fell into a near-death state.

But I didn't expect that this businessman from another world could actually provide the Xin clan with such a short gestation period?

After getting the affirmative reply from World Tree, Rolf got up and sneaked towards the farmhouse.

When passing by the living room, Grandma Queenie, who had been home for a few days, was sitting on the sofa. She smiled and said hello: "What are you going to do, little Rolf?"

Yes, this Grandma Queenie is as energetic and charming as she was when she was young...

And sitting next to her was a fat man with white hair, her husband, Jacob.

Although Grandpa Jacob is just a No-Maj, the life-extending potion made by the Sorcerer's Stone does not distinguish between wizards and mortals.

Yes, you heard it right, it’s the Philosopher’s Stone.

Of course it's not the Philosopher's Stone in "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone", but one that Newt spent a lot of money to have someone else make.

Several old guys in my family rely on this magic stone to survive until now.

However, Grandma Queenie’s medicine is somewhat difficult to transport, and someone needs to fly to the United States on time every month to deliver it in person.

However, for the Scamander family, which makes a lot of money through the production of magical animals, there is no need to worry about this money.

"Good afternoon, Grandma Queenie, Grandpa Jacob, I'm going to help my grandpa feed his group of cuties." Rolf answered politely.

He looked around the living room. There were only Queenie and Jacob, and the other three were missing. It seemed that they were hiding in a small room studying spell models?

When we had dinner together before, I heard that their research on the spell model was almost finished, but it was limited to Legilimency research.

Their research progress is not fast enough to be able to build the same spell model by analogy with other spells.

To be honest, he really wants to know what Professor Crelawny's gift of witchcraft is like, the gift of divination, it's a bit interesting to think about it!

After bidding farewell to the enthusiastic Grandma Queenie, Rolf came to the habitat of Bowtruckle. They all lived in big trees. After seeing Rolf, they all gathered around him enthusiastically.

Looking at the small bowtruckles in front of him, which were no different from bark and branches, he selected a pair of young ones and placed them on the palm of his hand, and asked:

"I will give you another place to live. There is an ancient tree there that needs your protection. What are your intentions?"

When the two little things heard that there was a new tree that needed them, they were naturally very enthusiastic and kept chirping, urging Rolf to take them there quickly.

But Rolf did not go back to the room, but also found a pair of leprechauns.

Don't listen to the unpleasant name, but they are the species closest to elves in the Harry Potter world. I think Yggdrasil will like them very much.

They are smarter than fairies, and kinder than elves, little devils, and vixens.

They would make simple clothes out of green leaves, which would remind Rolf of Tinker Bell in The Wizard of Oz every time.

They mainly live in forests or other wooded areas, and Rolf feels that the area around the World Tree is just right for them to live.

In addition, they can also produce gold-like substances. Although they always disappear inexplicably, Rolf always feels that they have been stolen by the Sniff.

This gold can also help them live a better life in the new world, right?

Rolf placed two pairs of carefully selected sources of faith in an open space, but how to transmit them again stumped Rolf.

These two living creatures obviously cannot be stored in the trading warehouse?

At this time, the voice of the system came over: "It has been detected that the traded items are biological creatures. The farm system is temporarily opened. The host can collect the traded items into the farm before trading."

It turns out that the function of a farm is the same as that of a warehouse, except that one is for storing dead things and the other is for storing living things.