Fantasy World Transmigration - 758. Chapter 758

As a well-known black market tycoon, Bo Jin owns several real estates and properties, as well as various businesses under his control. When these were replaced by Chen Ang with his real name magic, he no longer lacked the place and manpower for experiments. Material resources. The owl that Bojin became can only watch Chen Ang use his shop, control his business, use his connections, and spend his money!

Even those properties that have been imposing the Curse of Courageous Loyalty naturally open their doors to their owners, because in any judgment, Chen Ang, who has taken Bojin’s real name, is Bogin himself, even more like him than Bogin. , Borkin could see with his own eyes how magic took all his things away.

At the very beginning, Bo Jin thought that Chen Ang was just imposing a powerful confusing spell, making everyone think that he was Bo Jin, but later he saw Chen Ang taking out his own and family’s collection of magic books and related books. Inheritance, and even went into Gringotts Bojin’s vault in a magnificent manner and took out the money that belonged to him.

Bo Jin is almost crazy!

“You can’t do this!” Bo Jin begged, “Leave me something!” This was his most futile struggle when he saw Chen Ang passed the curse check and took out the black magic book inherited by the Bok family. You know, the Bok family once intermarried with the Black family, and his grandfather married Belvina, the daughter of Headmaster Black.

For this reason, the Bock family obtained a part of the black magic book inherited from the Black family, but these things need to pass a Black family bloodline check before they can be opened to wizards.

But now, Chen Ang is reading with a shadowy magic book. This black family’s magic book on three unforgivable curses looks like a thick shadow that cannot be removed. In fact, Chen Ang It was found in the shadows under the fireplace in the Bok family’s old house.

How to read the shadow?

Borgin didn’t know. In fact, he also relied on his own Black blood line to read it at the moment when the morning and twilight intersect, when the first ray of sun shines on the shadows, but now it is in Chen Ang’s hands freely to read it. Then, like a horny bitch, she couldn’t wait to pose around the thief’s hand.

“Your stuff?” Chen Ang raised his head from the magic book and laughed: “What is your stuff? This is my stuff! You are a person without a name, remember, now all you have is an imaginary memory. , Besides belonging to Bogin Bok-that is, my memory, you have nothing. Are you a brand new person?… Or an owl? It depends on what I want to turn you into?”

“My improved malicious polymorphism combines the expertise and profoundness of the Arcane Transfiguration School, and incorporates the nature and coordination of the ancient druid polymorphism. It also incorporates the convenience and fun of the wizard’s polymorphism. It is permanent. The key lies in’permanent’ and’malicious’. Forever means that if I don’t cast a spell to dispel, then you will never be able to recover, and only I can dispel this magic.”

“And the malicious meaning is that I can take the initiative, depending on whether I kindly or maliciously let Transfiguration be expressed on you, that is to say, if I want, I can give you an owl’s brain, and hope it can hold you down. This shallow and poor consciousness.”

“Of course, if I take away your memory—you have nothing. The name Bogin Bock will have nothing to do with you, and you will become a completely new person…or whatever. If I take If you become a male dog, then you pray for a miracle so that you will not be impulsive towards a small furry animal.”

Borgin was trembling-this happened to an owl which seemed a bit funny. He opened his mouth and let out the sorrowful wailing of the night owl. Chen Ang raised his wand and gave him a spite of transfiguration. Then Mr. Uncontrollably, he had an appetite for the little animals that were moving in the shadows. He was afraid that he would fly with his wings and rush towards the wriggling mouse in the dark house.

After Chen Ang turned a few more pages of the magic book, Bo Jinfei returned. The Ye Xiao’s face vividly showed a dead-hearted expression. Chen Ang glanced at him and then restored him to his human form. Bo After Jin returned to his original shape, his stomach became nauseated as a conditioned reflex, and he was almost vomiting, but the hairy touch of his stomach made him horrified.

“I remember that wizards don’t care about this. You will eat the liver of frogs raw, swallow a half-large poisonous toad, chew on a dead mouse, or even rot… Why do you have a physical disgust?” Chen Ang asked with great interest, and he closed the shadow magic book with his backhand.

Bo Jin crawled forward, like an embarrassed house elf, placed Chen Ang’s feet on top of his head, and said in fear: “My master…” Chen Ang smiled coldly and put his magic wand on him. With a little bit of heart, Bo Jin immediately felt the pain of a body twist, his body began to twist and shrink, turning into a skinny look.

His head did not change, he looked big and small, his greasy hair began to fall off, his nose became pointed and long, his ears drooped like a pig, and his face became wrinkled and old. Skin, he has no inch, skinny, and protruding eyes the size of a tennis ball.

Borkin fumbled for his new body, and then screamed like a fairy. He knew what he had become—a house elf.

He looked at Chen Ang and wanted to vent his anger and fear, but an inexplicable constraint in his brain, a contractual power, made him completely collapsed. He had a splitting headache, and he had to hold one. The legs of the table kept hitting it with his head, so that the external pain could dispel the invisible and intangible pain that worked in his mind.

“Master…Master.” Bo Jin stretched out his hand to Chen Ang and screamed: “Forgive me, Master, forgive me.”

Chen Ang threw one of his broken pillowcases, and Bojin sobbed and put it on his body. At this time, he already knew that he had been transformed into a complete house elf. The memory of Bojin in his mind was still there, but That would only make him confused, because a deep-rooted nature took root in his brain.

“You see, it is not difficult to make you obey and fear, right?” Chen Ang smiled.

“A large part of the magical creatures were created by wizards. I still don’t know how those ancient wizards created a species, but I found some clues in the book “Where are the magical creatures”. Deli, the northernmost part of Scotland On Ya Island, there is a mysterious five-legged monster whose body is close to the ground, covered with thick reddish brown hair, and has five legs, each with a deformed foot at the end.”