Amosta stared at the crow of the evil bird, the thud of nearby wizards attacking each other, and the magical animal trading market where curses continued in the distance, with surprise in his purple eyes.
Just now, when he heard the evil bird's mental attack, an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly realized something!
In the nearly ten months since he got the manuscript, he has conducted countless experiments but never succeeded. In order to find out the reason for the failure, he repeatedly deduced and demonstrated the structure of the Blood Curse based on the remaining information in the manuscript. Model, but no matter how much you try to improve it, it will have no effect.
But now, he thought of a possibility.
Before conducting the first experiment, in order to find information about the Druid religion, he put most of the gold galleons in his body with Cacus Foley. In order to save the cost of the experiment, he used the experiment The materials are all weak ordinary creatures.
Normally, this should not affect the results of the experiment, but he ignored one important thing. The source of the curse effect of the blood curse is the soul of the creature, and the soul of ordinary creatures is very weak and cannot be cured at all. Carrying the magic of Amosta.
Therefore, every time the experiment reaches a critical moment, the soul of the cursed seed will collapse, leading to the failure of the experiment. Although this is just speculation, Amosta can be sure that this is probably the reason for the failure!
“What a stupid mistake”
After figuring out the joints, Amosta shook his head and laughed, because of his stupidity.
But in fact, magic experiments are like this. A small mistake will lead to the loss of the whole game. Moreover, people with profound magical attainments like Amosta often blame the mistakes on those difficult-to-overcome points, but instead blame some of them. Even young wizards may be aware of errors and turn a blind eye.
This is the so-called knowledge barrier.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
A bright red ball of light flew up into the air, and suddenly shot out several brilliant red lights under the cold eyes of many people. The evil bird in the cage, and the wizards whose minds were confused, all died after being subjected to the coma spell. He stopped and his body limply fell to the ground.
"At what price do you plan to sell these evil birds?"
Amosta asked after waking up the Wagadu wizard who had drawn totems on his body with colorful paints.
The confused Wagadu wizard took a few minutes to recall what had just happened. He jumped up and kicked the cage where the evil bird was kept, and cursed incessantly. It took a long time before he finally calmed down.
"Are you Mr. Jin Viper?"
This wizard from Wagadu is a habitual smuggler. It didn't take him much effort to recognize the golden viper, and his eyes suddenly lit up. In the underground world, reputation has always been directly linked to wealth. The golden viper is known for its good reputation. He is famous in the underground world for his skill and extremely high task completion rate. A bounty wizard like him must have a rich net worth.
"Five hundred galleons each, Mr. Golden Viper, there are six in total here. If you are willing to buy them all, I can give you a 10% discount!"
Seemingly sensing the cold aura emanating from the Golden Viper, Wizard Wagadu quickly added,
"You can't imagine how hard I flew to get these lively little guys here, Mr. Golden Viper. The British Ministry of Magic banned the use of flying carpets. I was caught by the Border Patrol agents when I came ashore. , it took a lot of gold to get them to let me go, so the price - "
"One thousand and five——"
Amosta was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and directly quoted a reasonable price.
"If you don't agree, I'll keep you lying on the ground for a while."
So, the business was done amicably.
The materials for the cursed seed are ready, and Amosta also needs a receptor for the cursed seed, and this receptor should preferably be an intelligent magical creature.
The frightened house elves have not yet returned to the underground world. Now, in the magical animal market, the only intelligent magical animals that can be found in the magical animal market are Veela and Irish leprechauns, apart from centaurs.
"I should have known how many werewolves should have been left behind--"
After putting away the evil bird, Amosta murmured something in a low voice. His eyes wandered back and forth between these three magical creatures, hesitantly.
Not long ago, he had established a certain friendly relationship with the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest. If not necessary, Amosta did not want to get the blood of their compatriots on his hands. Veela is the best choice. One of the two forms they can transform into has a soul quality that is very close to that of a wizard. But precisely because of this, after hesitating for a while, Amosta let go of this group of people who already had a tragic fate. Veela.
Irish leprechauns are also popular in the underground world. As for the reason, it is directly related to their innate 'tricks'.
Although the group of cunning goblins in Gringotts cannot be deceived, and the general large-scale alchemy workshops and companies also have the means to distinguish the authenticity of gold Galleons, there are many ordinary people in the magic world who lack keen eyesight. This group of people in the underground world These evil-doing guys don't do any deception and kidnapping, and the benefits that an Irish leprechaun can bring to them are even more than several medium-difficulty commissions.
After spending another two thousand gold galleons, Amosta finally prepared all the high-end 'experimental raw materials'. Now, he still needs to find a place for the experiment without being disturbed.
The hospitality hotel where he recently stayed must not be used for magic experiments. The noise caused by Rita Skeeter a few days ago has already made him less popular in the hotel. After hesitating for a while between the two options of the Shrieking Shack and 12 Grimmauld Place, Amosta finally chose Grimmauld Place. That old house was protected by many magics. Something really went wrong. , at least it won’t be exposed.
boom!
After spinning for a while in the gray void full of spatial turbulence, Amosta landed firmly in the long and narrow corridor behind the door of Blake's or now Blaine's mansion. Before he could get rid of the opponent in front of him, Expressing confusion in the clean and bright corridor, a vicious and sharp voice came into his ears,
"A despicable thief, a despicable, dirty mudblood, actually"
Wow!
The high-pitched and dizzying curses suddenly stopped at the climax, and were replaced by a scream of surprise,
"Mr. Blaine!"
Kreacher, who had a bunch of snot bubbles hanging under his meaty nose, ran over with funny steps in front of the portrait of Sirius' mother, and stopped in front of Amosta.
"Kreacher has been wondering when he would see you, Mr. Brain. Is there anything Kreacher can do for the great Mr. Brain?"
Ever since Amosta, Remus and Sirius took Regulus's body from the cave where Voldemort hid his Horcruxes, the house elf who originally had no good feelings towards the three of them had reconciled with them. , Remus thought that the house elf knew how to be grateful, but Amosta felt that the power displayed in the cave that night played a key role.
"Oh, Kreacher, it's you-"
Amosta smiled, passed by Kreacher, and said casually,
"Reminiscing with your old master?"
"The old master has been in a bad mood recently. Dear Mr. Blaine——"
Kreacher followed Amosta grovelingly and said cautiously,
"For so many years, the old master has been hoping that Master Regulus would just run away from home. But since you and Master Sirius brought back Master Regulus's body, she has to face reality and can no longer convince herself. "
This was indeed a tragic thing. For the sake of Regulus and Sirius, Amosta decided not to care about the unfinished words of the portrait and let it hang on the wall for two more days.
Pushing open the door at the end of the corridor, Amosta walked up the stairs, preparing to go back to the previous room to rest for a while and restore himself to his best condition before starting the experiment. Kreacher followed him step by step. Behind his butt, he kept peeking at it cautiously, as if he had something to ask, but he didn't dare to offend.
"Oh, right--"
Before opening the door and walking into the room, Amosta paused, lowered his head and looked at Kreacher, and said gently,
"I almost forgot, Kreacher, I have two pieces of good news that I should share with you."
(End of chapter)
