Fantasy World Transmigration - 763. Chapter 763

Mrs. Weasley’s instructions echoed in Harry Potter’s ears: “Close your eyes… There are many witchcraft mantels that we can choose as the final stop, but don’t worry, as long as you choose where you are going. Say it clearly and it’s okay…Don’t panic, don’t come out too early, stay in the furnace, and only come out when you see Fred and George.”

But he seems to have spelled the word “Diagon Alley” wrong!

The dim rotation just now made him vomit. This summer he has been staying at Weasley’s Burrow, which is much warmer than his aunt’s house… Li was as fat and stupid as a pig, but when they went to Diagon Alley together before school started, he called the wrong place when they passed the fireplace with Floo powder.

Passing through a place full of green flames, he saw a series of blurred images of the fireplace and the room from the corner of his eyes, but he thought in his mind: “Stop!” When he fell in mid-air On the cold stone wall, the glasses also flew out, and now my eyes were blurred.

In the mosaic full of sight, Harry barely fumbled for his glasses. They were a bit torn, but they were still usable. When Harry put the glasses on his ears and his eyes became clear again-he found himself in In a gloomy, spacious fireplace that looked like a wizard’s shop, but it was full of weird things, even if the stuff in the wizard’s shop was weird enough.

But the things here are more bizarre than any other store.

There is a glass display case next to him with a sculpture or specimen of a crimson monster, but judging from the appearance of this monster, Harry sincerely prays that this is not a specimen of a tangible creature. The head of the monster is like a sheep. The two horns are pointed and long, and the red skin is bare and hairless, but it is covered with burn marks and scars. Its ears are like fairies, but the whole is like a very strong human being.

Looking at its muscles, Harry felt that this monster must be powerful and violent.

There was a line of inconspicuous labels under the glass display case. Harry took a subconscious glance and read it out: “Rogge Camp-Sinking Demon Specimen (Be careful, encounter a wizard, this monster may be resurrected)”

Harry read the last section of the label and was taken aback by the shopkeeper’s bloody warning. He stepped back in shock, and bumped his head on a pile of hard-covered books behind him. The piles of books were scattered all over the place. Harry hurriedly got up and accidentally put his hand on a hard-skinned black magic book. Through the scattered pages, Harry saw a series of evil magic rituals that made him blushing. He hurriedly threw the book Back to the pile of books.

Only then did Harry notice how weird it was. Various masks on the wall stared at people with terrifying expressions. A stone ghost mask with fangs under its lips, a clown with blood-red eyes, and a jaw-opener. Hey, look closely at it and there is a line of label below it that says:’I want to play a game with you! ‘

A smiley face mask with a mustache, and a faint’v’ is written on the label below.

A mask that looked like a pig’s nose, covering the lower half of the face, only showing the snout with a fence, and a worn hockey mask with the small print below:’Come to mom, Jason, mom loves you! ‘

The cyan wooden mask, with only a raised iron ridge as the bridge of the nose, marked: According to unreliable sources, this mask is the work of Loki, the god of mischief. After I personally asked Loki, he denied this statement.

The weirdest thing is a gilded steel mask. The design sense of technology makes it incompatible with the weird and worn masks next to it.

In addition, only one eye is exposed, a wooden mask with a spiral pattern; the whole body is like a gold mask, full of majestic and domineering golden mask; the upper right corner is missing a quarter, the shape of the skull mask is weird and exaggerated; of course the most peculiar The pair of black-rimmed glasses still placed in the center is the most ordinary, but the most extraordinary among a bunch of masks.

Harry noticed the following comment and described it faintly: This is a pair of glasses that no one will recognize you after they are taken off. They are most suitable for high-waisted suits…

“Magic magic props” Harry said with emotion while supporting his glasses.

It’s best to leave here as soon as possible. Harry thought to himself that the nose that hit the fireplace just now was still aching, and he couldn’t take care of that much anymore, and he hurriedly walked towards the door. But when he walked halfway, he found two figures appearing on the other end of the glass door—one of them was the person Harry didn’t want to see—Decola Malfoy, especially now that he was lost. He was covered with soot and was wearing a pair of broken glasses.

Harry looked around and found that there was a big black cabinet on his left. It was really a big cabinet, heavy wood. He opened the door of the closet with a stride, and it was full of thick fur coats, tall. The cabinet was like a small room, and Harry rushed in and closed the door, leaving only a thin slit, which happened to be able to see the store outside.

In a panic, he didn’t notice that there was also a small label on the top of the cabinet, which read-the last magic wardrobe made of youth apple wood.

Harry didn’t care what was hidden in the closet behind him. He listened quietly. After a few seconds, the doorbell rang. Malfoy and his father walked into the store and saw his old enemy. Harry was nervous. Mao stood upright, he couldn’t feel the cold air blowing on his neck behind him, and he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the intense activity of spying on Malfoy.

Mr. Malfoy had just stepped into the store and frowned when he saw the completely unfamiliar furnishings. He hesitated for a moment and confirmed that it was Borgin’s dark magic shop based on some familiar things before rang the bell on the counter. .

Then he turned around and said to his son, “Don’t touch anything, Decola.”

Malfoy was admiring a glass jar full of liquid with a bunch of bright red eyeballs floating in it. It was so gorgeous. He turned around and said, “I thought you were going to buy me a gift! Look! How beautiful it is. what!”

Old Malfoy turned his head and saw the bright red eyeballs full of vitality and resistance, his brows furrowed tightly: “Dekola, that’s not a good thing… it carries heavy bad luck and it will definitely be given to it. The owner brings misfortune.” Looking at the thing dug out of some unlucky eye socket for him, the old Malfoy sneered: “And its owner has already paid for it?”

“Does Mr. Malfoy like the pair of eyeballs?” Chen Ang came out of the back room. Of course everyone saw him as if he was still the greasy look of Mr. Bojin. Chen Ang said enthusiastically, “They are the eyes of the Kuluta tribe. When they are emotional, their pupils will turn bright red. If they die at this time, this red will never disappear.”

“Now this race has perished for some reason! This is an out-of-print treasure… I bought it from a businessman who had been to a remote continent.” Chen Ang did not lie to him, but concealed that he was in the main god space. Facts bought on the market.