All things are three at Hogwarts

Hearing this, Allen nodded towards Clark, walked up without any false refusal.

He walked straight to the nearest treasure chest.

This is an oak box with carved iron edges and a silver medal inlaid in the center of the lid. It has not lost its luster with the passage of time.

The silver medal is engraved with the emblem of the Clark family: on an oval shield, there is a vertically striped wand, with clouds of various shapes sprayed out from the top.

There are lifting rings on both sides of the box, and all parts are decorated with carvings, reflecting the fashion of that year.

Under such circumstances, even the most common metals become valuable after artistic processing.

There was no doubt that the treasure was inside.

How amazing would the wealth inside such a carefully and secretly designed treasure room be?

Allen opened the lid of the box, and the contents in the box were instantly exposed.

Allen actually felt dizzy for a moment. He tightened his grip on the wand and closed his eyes like a child.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, he seemed to be looking at the imaginary night sky and saw more stars than the bright starry sky.

Then he opened his eyes and was immediately dazzled.

The box is divided into three compartments.

The first compartment was filled with shining gold coins.

In the second compartment, gold bar blanks are neatly stacked, but their value lies entirely in their fineness and weight.

The third compartment is only half filled. Allen grabbed a handful full of diamonds, pearls and rubies, flowing down from his fingertips like a crystal waterfall, making the crisp sound of hail hitting the glass.

Needless to say, you can tell that these treasures are of great value.

Even a country boy who discovers them will run straight to the nearest hut screaming wildly.

A barbarian who finds these soul-shaking treasures will also lie on the ground and kowtow.

Although Allen owned the Magic Stone, he was still dazzled by the brilliant light emitted by these treasures.

Allen repeatedly stroked these treasures, inserting his slightly trembling hands into the pearls and diamonds.

Their value is immeasurable, enough to make anyone stupid.

No matter who you are, as long as you have this wealth, you will no longer have to work hard, you will never have to worry about food and clothing, you will be carefree and carefree, and live a happy life.

Allen forcibly suppressed his urge to dance with his hands and feet, and closed the lid of the box, covering up the dazzling golden light.

Allen realized that this was an opportunity, an opportunity to increase the Harris family's wealth in an honest way.

Storing treasures will not produce more value. Only by fully using them and utilizing them can we create more opportunities and create more wealth for the owner.

Allen calmed down and walked towards the second big box.

He couldn't wait to open the lid of the box and found out

A burst of black smoke spurted out.

Allen was startled and subconsciously held his breath.

Seeing this, Clark couldn't help but laugh.

Allen finally determined that the black smoke did no harm to him.

Because they are just some moldy and spoiled medicinal materials.

Seeing the salamander blood, two-eared grass, biting cabbage and other medicinal materials inside that could no longer be used, Allen regretfully stopped looking through them.

But this regret is not strong.

Although these materials are precious, they are not rare.

Mr. Harris, Albert and Lunn, who work at the Ministry of Magic, have full access to the same grade of medicinal materials.

It’s just that they couldn’t afford the price before, but now

Allen glanced at the first big box again with fiery eyes.

There's one last box, hopefully something useful.

Allen moved steadily towards the farthest box.

With the lesson learned from the past, Allen opened the lid of the box a little further away from the box.

Unexpectedly, there are several small boxes in this big box!

Allen picked up the top small box.

The boxes were light and fluffy. Allen looked carefully and found that these small boxes were actually made of precious mithril!

He couldn't help but look forward to the items in the box.

Allen gently opened the box, and his eyes instantly burst with joy.

He quickly closed the small box and started looking through the others.

After checking everything, Allen couldn't help but kneel down on his knees, hold his convulsing hands against his racing heart, and murmured a prayer.

As for that prayer, I'm afraid only Merlin can understand it.

These small boxes are all filled with medicinal materials.

They are intact medicinal materials!

Extremely precious medicinal materials!

What Allen lacks can be used to make magic-enhancing potions and some attribute potions in the Potions Master Velto's Book. Several of them are rare medicinal materials that are now difficult to find!

Although their portions were not much, they were enough to make Alan jump for joy.

After a long time, Allen felt that he calmed down a little and became more happy. He began to believe in his good luck.

Allen put these boxes into his storage grid.

Just as he was about to leave, his eyes suddenly focused on the floor of the last box he had just moved.

Allen always felt that there was something unusual about that floor.

It seems to be a little thicker than the others, although the difference is very subtle.

Allen stretched out his hands and touched a cold iron ring.

However, there is obviously nothing there.

Allen kept doing nothing, stretched out his hand and pulled the iron ring.

In an instant, he entered another room.

This room is not big. There are rows of bookshelves from the floor to the ceiling, filled with old books.

In the center of the room stood a huge black wooden table, with a thin booklet on it, and the pages that had been turned.

It seemed that the owner was in a hurry and had no time to close it.

Allen stepped forward curiously and picked up the book Illusion Magic Beyond Your Imagination.

Allen opened the book and quickly became immersed in it.

When Allen closed the book, he couldn't help but lament his good luck again. All the items he had obtained in this secret room before might not be as precious as this book.

This contains the magic that the Clark family is best at creating illusions.

When Allen left the secret room with full harvest and satisfaction, Clark was standing in the transparent secret room, seeming to be meditating and relaxing himself.

The sun shines through her body into the house, making her young and beautiful figure feel like a long and vague memory, like the sunset in meditation, like the morning light in silence, with nothing but beauty and purity.

"It seems that you have received the inheritance of our family. I hope you can make good use of it and carry forward the magic of illusion." Clark said softly.

Allen looked serious and nodded in agreement with her.