Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

London, Diagon Alley.

A magical fire burst out from the public fireplace on the roadside, and then, with a pop, Alvin slipped out of the fireplace like a boneless slug.

The magic fire surged fiercely again, Zoe flapped her wings and flew out, landing on Alvin's head.

"Oh, kid, are you okay?" a fat witch passing by asked with concern.

"Well..." Alvin puffed up his face, holding back his nausea and getting up: "Good day, Mrs. Malkin, I'm fine..."

"Mr. Darknight?" Mrs. Malkin was a little surprised: "Logically speaking, you should be on the Hogwarts Express at this time today..."

"Uh, yeah..." Ivan got up, took out his wand and rubbed it on his body to clean off the dust on his body: "But I have other things to do... By the way, do you know where there is a seller raising elves?"

"House elves?" Mrs. Malkin blinked: "There is a magical zoo, but the price is not a small amount..."

"Okay, thank you, Mrs. Malkin." Alvin nodded politely: "Zoe, take me there."

Zoe cooed and flew deeper into the alley, followed by Alvin, trotting all the way to a store called Magic Zoo.

Compared to the Eela Owl store that Ivan has been to, this magical zoo has much more pet styles. Ivan also saw a small board at their door that said: Undertake the troll security training business.

"You want to buy an elf?" The witch wearing thick black frames looked at Alvin with some doubts on her face.

"Yes, my house needs someone to take care of it. Let's talk about the price." Ivan said.

"Oh, at least three thousand galleons." The witch boss said: "Don't think it's expensive. Normally, no one is willing to sell their house elves. The older the family, the more so. I have to spend time finding partners for them. The children who come out also need to spend time cultivating..."

"Okay, don't waste time." Alvin was a little impatient: "Let me see you first."

The female boss's eyes lit up and she realized that she had met a big customer: "Okay, please wait a moment."

She turned around and went upstairs, and soon, several little guys with big ears and wearing tattered pillowcases followed her downstairs.

"The three brothers Lal, Lado and Rafa, and the two sisters Duoduo and Lailai." The female boss said: "How are you? My dear? Which one do you like?"

Five house elves stood in a row, their big eyes flickering at Alvin, all looking timidly.

"Ten thousand Galleons, I want five." Ivan looked at the female boss.

"Are you serious?" The female boss was a little shocked: "Ten thousand galleons... Each one is at least a thousand galleons cheaper... This is not good. How about two thousand five thousand?"

"Okay, deal." Ivan didn't hesitate, and he just bargained symbolically.

For a transaction of more than 1 galleons, the two of them could only go to Gringotts to conduct the transaction.

In this year's time, Dumbledore more or less helped Ivan sell half a box of magic crystals. Now the collection in Ivan's vault is almost 100 million Galleons.

Ten thousand Galleons is really nothing to Ivan at this time.

When the female boss saw Alvin being surrounded by goblins and coming to the VIP room, and two goblins pushing a cart full of gold galleons, and the accountants respectfully calculating Alvin's assets, she was completely stunned. She could I have never seen these goblins so eager.

For 1 Galleons, Alvin gained five loyal house elves.

"Dear Master, your loyal Ral, greetings!"

The five elves humbly bent down and bowed to Alvin.

Exiling a house elf requires giving him a piece of clothing, but transferring a house elf only requires a command from the original owner.

Because house elves cannot disobey their master's orders, after the female boss gave the order, Alvin became their new master because of obeying the female boss's order.

"My name is Ivan Lustin Darknight. From now on, you will call me Master Ivan." Ivan said lightly.

"Follow your orders, Master Ivan." x5

"Ha...this feels really good..." Alvin smiled.

The first confrontation between the reincarnated soul of modern civilized society and the capitalist feudal social system, Alvin was corrupted by just one encounter.

After all, if given the choice, who wouldn’t want to live a life where you can open your mouth and put out your hands for food?

"Lal will be my personal butler from now on, responsible for taking care of all my schedule and staying with me at all times. You two, Duoduo and Lailai, will be responsible for my daily life, and Lado and Rafa will be responsible for the housework. ,have you understood?"

"Follow your orders, Master Ivan!" x5

Alvin nodded with satisfaction.

House elves are actually very powerful magical creatures. Without the servile domestication passed down from generation to generation, it would be difficult to control them with the ability of wizards.

Not to mention anything else, just the fact that they cast spells without wands is enough for wizards to drink a pot.

In addition, what Ivan likes the most is that the house elves can ignore the anti-Apparition spell and can perform the ability to Disapparate in any space.

When he was at Hogwarts, he could often smell the scent of those elves. They would disappear and apparate into the tower. After cleaning up the room, they would leave quietly. Although Harry and the others never noticed it, Alvin not only Found them once.

The Dragon Slayer is powerless against vehicles, this is an unchangeable fact.

This kind of dizziness is not conceptual, but physiological. Even if Ivan closes his eyes and doesn't look at anything, he will still feel dizzy.

However, there are two modes of transportation that have no effect on Dragon Slayers. The first is riding animals.

This is also the reason why Natsu doesn't faint from Harpy. It's not because of the so-called 'Harpy is family', but because biological movements have no effect on the dragon slayer. Whether Natsu is riding on the back of a dragon or No matter what kind of animal you ride on, you won’t get motion sickness unless the bumps are too severe.

The second type is to travel through space magic.

Ivan once wanted to learn Aslant's teleportation magic, but unfortunately, Aslant's teleportation requires a minimum understanding of direction. Ivan's spatial talent is good, but his sense of direction is another matter. .

However, although he cannot learn Aslant's teleportation, the phantom transference mastered by wizards is still no problem.

He has already understood that although Apparition requires a wand, it can only go to places he has been to. Compared with teleportation, it has great disadvantages, but as long as he knows his destination, he can There is no requirement for a sense of direction.

The disembodiment of house elves that ignores the anti-disapparation spell is very attractive to Alvin. If he can learn it, he will not even have to walk up the stairs at Hogwarts in the future.

Asking the elves to hide themselves, Alvin walked aimlessly through Diagon Alley, then bought two sets of self-removable sheets and quilts and a new set of toiletries in a daily necessities store, wandering in In a dark and dilapidated alley.

This is a very strange little alley. Different from the glamorous shops outside, what is displayed in the shop windows here is not broomsticks or magic props, but a bunch of strange gadgets.

There were pale green candles, piles of black spiders, a gloomy and shrunken human head, a necklace that seemed to be made of human teeth, and all kinds of underworld items. Alvin was hungry after seeing them.

Most of the people on the street were dressed in rags, with some of their faces covered, and they all cast ill-intentioned glances at Alvin.

Ivan could clearly feel the strong aura of black magic floating in the alley.

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of Ivan.

It was a sturdy figure wearing a black cloak, half of his face exposed under the black hood, and that half of his face had canine teeth of terrifying length and a slightly ferocious smile.

Aiwen subconsciously ducked sideways, and the other party followed closely and blocked in front of him.

The sudden blocker made him stop, and Ivan looked up at him.

"What are you doing? Do you want to ask for directions?"

Inexplicably, the man in black robe had a strange feeling of being insulted, which made him subconsciously take out his wand and point it at Alvin.

Then, there was a poof.

Ivan casually threw away the still-beating heart, shook off the blood on his hands, and stepped over the opponent's slowly falling body.

"Who cares about your life and death? Stupid werewolf." The black cloak swayed slightly, feeling that the surrounding eyes changed from malicious to frightened. Ivan looked around: "Does anyone know where this is?"

For a while, no one answered.

"If you don't speak, I can only kill you all~" Ivan spread his hands helplessly.

"Knockturn Alley!" Someone shouted in terror in the darkness.

Kill them all if you don't say anything?

What kind of devil is this!