Fantasy World Transmigration - 765. Chapter 765

Chen Ang continued to discuss the price with old Malfoy, but in fact his attention was already focused on looking curiously at the sundries in the store, while gradually approaching Dekola in the big wardrobe where Potter was hiding. Dekola seemed to be still right about that book. He didn’t forget the Dark Bible, and he stopped in front of the sinking demonic specimen, reading a card attached to a gorgeous scepter.

He read it aloud: “This is a well-known change lord named the Weaver of Destiny. It was once thrown into a different-dimensional space called the Well of Eternity by its owner, the evil god of chaos. As a result, some knowledge about’future knowledge and crazy results’ was obtained. Eighty-one tampering lords were responsible for recording the crazy mutters it issued. This is the scepter of one of them. I believe he is in There are some interesting prophecies left on it-it will only be revealed when facing the prophetic owner.”

“What is this?” Decola said excitedly: “What kind of’trick’, what kind of’muting lord’, I have never heard of…”

“You haven’t heard of it, it doesn’t mean that he doesn’t exist.” An unspeakable shadow figure appeared in front of Decola, whispering. Looking straight, Decola looked back nervously, only to see that his father seemed to have not seen all of this, and he was still bargaining with Bo Jin.

“Who are you?” Decola asked in a low voice, “Do you know who my father is? If you dare to hurt me, he is behind me and will tear you to pieces.”

“Everything in a lifetime, the one who is one in all things doesn’t care who your father is.” The shadow said: “I’m just a door key.” After speaking, he fell into a long silence.

Dekora waited for it for a while, and finally he kicked the gorgeous scepter annoyedly when he never saw his reaction again. The eyes above suddenly opened, and the light shone on Dekora. I saw something in the light-Dumbledore who fell from the tower, his father crawling under the feet of a weird man without a nose, the death of Harry Potter he hated most, and many, familiar, and acquainted Classmates, they looked at a big platinum-haired boy with fear and resentment. When he looked back, Dekora suddenly saw a familiar face, as if he grew up.

In the twisted light and shadow, on another road, he saw Harry Potter holding a wand and casting a death spell on Dumbledore. He saw Harry Potter take off the ring on Dumbledore’s hand. Trying to figure out the black gems on it, he saw his godfather Snape kneeling under Harry Potter in tears, and excitedly opened a golden magic book for him—it was the sun golden sutra.

What frightened Dekola was that he saw his body at the feet of Harry Potter.

The fierce heart urge made him scream, leaving the illusion, the scepter was placed in front of him, as if everything that happened before was an illusion.

“Dekola? What’s the matter with you?” his father turned his head back and asked.

“No, nothing!” Decola instinctively didn’t want to tell his father about it, but lied: “I was just frightened by it!” He pointed to the sinking demon specimen.

“The above said it will be resurrected when it meets a wizard!” Decola added, afraid of being exposed.

“Dekola, I hope you can be stronger than a girl… now your academic performance is not as good as a girl from a Muggle family! Anyhow, she should be a bit more courageous than her, even though she is a Gryffindor.” Then the old man Malfoy sneered at Chen Ang and said: “You shouldn’t write such absurd rumors exactly what happened… Bogin, when I came last time, you didn’t have these messy things in your store. At that time You are a reliable and honest black magic material merchant. This is why I often trade with you.”

“I can guarantee that my goods are honest and reliable. In Knockoff Alley, you may never find a second shopkeeper who is as affordable, honest, and full of all kinds of magical items like me. That’s it! That sinking demon specimen is a unique and good product, and the label on it is correct. If it encounters a sinking demon wizard, then it may indeed be resurrected.”

When Chen Ang entangled with old Malfoy again, Decola had gradually calmed down. He recalled the hallucinating voices he had heard before, and those Death Eaters bowed in awe at Harry Potter’s feet. What are they shouting? The Dark Lord!

They actually call Harry Potter the Dark Lord!

Malfoy Dekola felt a fierce jealousy and irritation. How, how dare they call Harry Potter that way. That wimpy, except for an ugly scar, he doesn’t understand anything, how can he deserve this honorific title?

This should belong to me! Malfoy Decola made up his mind not to let such a terrible thing happen.

Harry Potter saw the distorted look on Malfoy’s face from the closet. He heard Malfoy mutter to himself: “Is all I saw a prophecy? I can’t let it happen… Harry. Potter doesn’t deserve to be in that position, even though he killed Dumbledore.”

“I killed Dumbledore?” Harry couldn’t help himself in shock in the closet. “What mess is Malfoy thinking?”

Harry saw Decola peeking at the golden magic book with suspicious eyes. He whispered in a low voice. Only Harry, who was hidden in the closet in front of him, could hear clearly: “The sun is golden. Sutra, and the ring on Dumbledore’s hand… Is that the resurrection stone? If so, didn’t Harry Potter really find the secret of the resurrection?”

“Then how did he know?” Decola frowned. “How did he get this book?”

Hearing the “Resurrection”, Harry couldn’t help holding his breath. He didn’t let off a word Dekora said, but Dekora had already discovered the wardrobe at this time, his eyes hesitated and horrified. He said to himself: “Unless he is here now!” Harry’s heart stopped when he heard these words. He almost suffocated as he watched Malfoy’s hand reaching out to the closet’s handle. .

But then old Malfoy shouted from one end of the counter: “Dekola, come here.”

Malfoy Dekola showed Harry’s familiar smile, an arrogant and disgusting smile, and he said, “I’m so crazy to think that… The arrogant Potter is still with his disgusting uncle. Home! He can’t even eat…how could he come to Knockout Alley.”

Decola turned around and walked away. Harry wiped the non-existent sweat on his head. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the wardrobe was so cold, as cold as ninety-nine winters, and the air-conditioning passed from the dense coat behind him. Come out, this makes Harry a little curious…

Decola over there entangled old Malfoy and asked him to buy the magic book made of gold, but Chen Ang paid a sky-high price.

“Are you crazy? Bogin! I can buy your entire shop with this money!” Malfoy said angrily.

Chen Ang insisted: “It is worth so much money… that is a magic item made of gold with magical power, and it has the power of resurrection that is unparalleled in the world… This is already a low sale!”

Old Malfoy left a sentence: “The Malfoy family will never accept fraud.” He took Dekora and hurriedly left Borgin’s dark magic shop.