Harry Potter: We are all descendants of our ninth uncle!

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When Uncle Jiu and Li Xian rushed to the second floor, they saw Lin Azhi carrying a bowl of ginseng soup and feeding it to the seriously injured eagle owl.

The strange thing is... After drinking, the Eagle Owl suddenly became energetic, and the more he drank, the more energetic he became.

"This ginseng..."

Uncle Jiu said with a heartbroken face: "Do you know how much it costs?"

"Didn't you say that the medicine to replenish yang energy can help it get rid of evil spirits? But I tried it, and it really worked!"

Lin Azhi continued to feed the Eagle Owl ginseng soup and said: "Look how energetic it is after drinking it! I also added angelica, red ginseng... some supplements, I think it should last ten days and a half month." It will be cured.”

Hearing the words of his prodigal daughter, Uncle Jiu almost fainted on the spot.

For several days after that, I looked like I had a loss of appetite. Every time I see this eagle owl getting healthier, I have the urge to prick its throat and make it spit out the tonic soup.

But when Uncle Jiu learned that this eagle owl was originally the treasure of the Eela Owl store, the price of other owls was only 15 Galleons gold coins, but this guy was as high as 100 Galleons gold coins.

And 100 galleons gold coins are approximately equal to Bactrian coins.

After learning that this thing was so valuable, Uncle Jiu suddenly felt a lot more balanced.

"But is there anything special about this eagle owl? Is it so valuable?"

Uncle Jiu asked Lin Azhi who was looking through Li Xian's textbook curiously. Lin Azhi knew that her father would not take the initiative to learn about things in the Western magical world, so she had to do it for herself, reading while forcefully instilling some common sense in the Western magical world into him.

After all, his father will soon be a professor in the Western magical world. If he doesn't have some basic common sense, he will obviously make a fool of himself.

Lin Azhi, who was still reading, replied casually:

"Generally, there must be a reason for the high price. We are lucky to have picked up a leak. But we have to complain that their medical level is too poor...it can be cured with just one sip of ginseng soup." disease, but they couldn’t even cure this minor illness...it’s really bad!”

Uncle Jiu took a deep breath: "My eldest girl! Is this something as simple as a sip of ginseng soup? You spent almost two thousand and five thousand dollars on medicinal materials. It's already far more than what you paid for it. the cost of....."

"But its original value is far beyond our imagination."

"How about selling it after it heals?"

"I believe we will never miss such a good opportunity again."

After hearing his daughter's words, Uncle Jiu sighed again:

"It's also...a blessing that has come to my door. There is no need to forcefully turn him away. I'll go down and see how Li Xian is progressing in his studies..."

Before going downstairs, Uncle Jiu knocked the Eagle Owl hard on the head.

"Prodigal stuff!"

When Uncle Jiu went downstairs, he saw Li Xian sitting at the counter, looking at the store and reading the scriptures. His attitude was very serious and devoted, which made Uncle Jiu feel a little relieved.

Under the counter, there are also four small paper figures who are practicing drawing talisman, chanting mantras, kung fu, etc.

Over the past few days, this brat has become even more proficient in his paper puppetry skills! It even begins to look like the creation and control of advanced versions of paper man clones.

"You brat, don't be greedy for more! In everything you do, be down-to-earth and take it step by step!"

"It's Master!"

"So why were you distracted for two seconds just now?"

Li Xian looked at Uncle Jiu. Under these sharp eyes, it was obvious that many things could not be hidden from him. Li Xian answered truthfully:

"I just read the section about the Five Elements. It said that the attributes of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements are completely different in each person. Most of them are affected by the birth date and horoscope. Of course, there are also destiny issues... So I changed this concept to West Coast Magic. The specific example is like when I went to buy a wand a few days ago, why everyone's wand is different... It seems that this can also be cited."

"That's right."

Uncle Jiu nodded in agreement: "Whether it is the East or the West, all the laws of operation in this world are within the Tao, but they are expressed in different forms."

"Yes, this must be the reason why I couldn't find a suitable wand in Ollivander's Wand Store..."

Li Xian said: "Perhaps it has something to do with my attributes... After all, most of the materials in that store are from the magic world in the west, and I obtained the status of a disciple of Maoshan first, so naturally, match."

After hearing this, Uncle Jiu suddenly smiled: "The one that matches our Maoshan sect should naturally be peach wood, not Western walnut!"

After that, he went to the warehouse at the back and took out a long box one meter long and about thirty centimeters wide... The long box was placed on the table. After opening it, he saw a yellow cloth wrapped about Ninety centimeters of peach wood.

"This hundred-year-old peach wood was accidentally acquired by your Uncle Four Eyes when he was traveling. He gave it to me as a spare material for the peach wood sword."

Uncle Jiu hesitated for a moment, sawed off thirty centimeters, and handed it to Li Xian: "The wand is made of century-old peach wood and has the properties of Maoshan. It can be regarded as an entry-level gift from my master."

"Thank you, Master."

Li Xian hurriedly accepted the entry gift from Uncle Jiu with a smile, and said subconsciously:

"It would be better if there was a lightning strike tree..."

"What are you thinking about? You are still striking the wood with lightning, but your master I haven't struck the wood with lightning yet!"

When Uncle Jiu turned around and said he wanted to go upstairs to rest, Li Xian spoke again:

"I also need a wand core that fits Maoshan's temperament, something like animal hair, nerves, etc..."

Uncle Jiu's voice came from upstairs:

"There are pangolin claws in the warehouse behind that have been soaked in black dog blood and rooster blood for ten years... Take one, it will be enough for you."

Li Xian, who received Uncle Jiu's permission, immediately rushed towards the warehouse.

At this moment, Lin Azhi, who was still curiously reading Li Xian's magic book upstairs, naturally heard the conversation downstairs. When Uncle Jiu came up, he said with a smile:

"Every time I accept a disciple, I have to bleed a lot! But this time the gift seems to be much more valuable than what I gave to Brother Wencai and Brother Qiusheng!"

"Those two children, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, can't cause any big trouble, but Li Xian is a rebellious kid... He will inevitably cause big trouble in the future, but the fate of master and disciple is determined."

Lin Azhi sighed and said with a smile:

"The master's beloved disciple has a far-reaching plan."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rush of footsteps going upstairs.

Li Xian held a piece of peach wood and a pangolin nail soaked red with black dog blood and rooster blood:

"Does our house have a fireplace? No, a stove will do!"

"This is the Great Bay Area of ​​Daxia, this is the real world. In the words of those Western magicians, ours is a Muggle world dominated by technology."

Lin Azhi reminded: "So we only have... gas hoods here."

"gas stove???"

Li Xian stood there stunned, and suddenly an idea came to him:

"It's not impossible!"

I saw Li Xian grabbing a handful of Floo powder and heading to the gas stove in the kitchen. Uncle Jiu and Lin Azhi, who were sitting at the table, tilted their heads and stared curiously at Li Xian in the kitchen. Li Xian hesitated in front of the gas stove, then sprinkled the floo powder in his hand on the gas stove, and shouted in English:

"Diagon Alley!!!"

After a group of green flames flashed, Li Xian's figure disappeared as the flames were extinguished instantly.

Uncle Jiu immediately stood up to study the ashes called "floo powder", while Lin Azhi held her chin and looked at the empty gas stove with envy:

"Well, if only I wasn't allergic to floo powder..."