Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

"Get me a copy of the latest issue of Fashionable Beauty Wizard."

"Fengya robes are 20% off sitewide!"

"Dragon blood, dragon blood sale!"

When Charles walked out of the entrance and exit of the hiding place, he had already put on a cloak. Many wizards nearby were dressed like this, so his appearance was not abrupt at all.

Like the bustling Muggle Commercial Street above, the Wizard Commercial Street, the hiding place for wizards, is also extremely prosperous.

There are many free-flying broomsticks floating in the sky, each of which is hung with banners and advertisements, floating in the air, and from time to time they make some Ronsky feints, causing the passing crowd to dodge in a hurry.

This is fierce competition among several nearby broomstick shops.

Farther away, there is a large sea of ​​red smoke that looks like satin. They are like rose petals, floating and scattered in the air.

Eventually, the smoke condensed in front of a shop into the image of a tall witch who bent down, put her hand in front of her mouth, and blew gently.

Immediately, a series of heart-shaped mist was blown out by her, and several nearby wizards who touched them immediately seemed to be lured by some kind of temptation, and walked straight over as soon as they turned their steps.

However, the female companions beside them quickly reacted, and a loud explosion of the wand brought these hapless souls back to their senses.

But this did not let them escape the sea of ​​suffering.

Because this store is not a strange storefront, but a Fengya wizard clothing store.

Sober wizards might not want to visit a clothing store, but sober witches don't mind.

They have already seen the advert for 20% off the audience.

Fengya wizard clothing store is a high-end wizard clothing store. Hermione's little explorer dress was ordered here, but it is a branch of Hogsmeade Village.

Charles glanced at it from a distance, but he didn't see what kind of magic this kind of advertisement was made of. It's not surprising, even he didn't dare to say that he knew all the magic.

Pulling on the cloak, Charles recognized his position, turned around and walked towards a path behind him.

Surrounded by hustle and bustle, the prosperity of the hidden place is not weaker than that of Diagon Alley, no, it should even be said to be more prosperous.

Because it looks like the beginning of school in Diagon Alley, but this is an ordinary day in the hidden place, not even a major festival like Halloween.

The French magic world is not the core of the whole of Europe, but the commercial street here is the most prosperous, because it not only has the best alchemists, but also has the most fashionable and leading fashion brands, and all kinds of fashion commodity.

Romantic French people have always been like this, whether they are Muggles or wizards.

Ciel suddenly stopped in front of the window of a store, because he saw a silver cloak floating in the window, like a gorgeous cloak covering the stars.

It's an invisibility cloak.

Seemingly noticing that someone was observing him, the cloak swirled slightly, wrapped himself up, and completely disappeared into the window.

Then, it stretched out a sleeve, made the shape of a finger, pointed to its own price, and then pointed to the cash register in the store.

"500 Gold Galleons."

Charles looked away.

It looked like it should be a medium-grade invisibility cloak, but it wasn't expensive, although he didn't have a single Galleon in his pocket.

Seeing him continue to lift his steps and leave here, the invisibility cloak in the window reappeared listlessly, as if he was very disappointed and continued to float in mid-air.

Ciel knew that this was not an action that the cloak could make by itself, but an advertisement magic in the window.

Otherwise, why is the business in the French magic world more developed, because the alchemy here is undoubtedly the number one in Europe, and even the number one in the magic world.

After turning a few more intersections, the number of wizards passing by became less and less, and the signboards of magic shops on both sides of the road were much simpler than what they saw when they first entered the hiding place.

There are no gorgeous special effects, no magical magic effects, and they are even a bit dilapidated and old.

It's like Diagon Alley.

This is the oldest street in the hidden place, and it is also where the shops of the oldest alchemists are located.

For alchemy, ancient means powerful and high-quality, but for business, high-quality does not mean that business will definitely be good.

Because even if it is an alchemy product, it depends on the market demand and follows the trend of fashion.

It just so happens that most old alchemists reject such fancy things.

Shire's footsteps finally stopped in front of an alchemy shop.

Strange alchemy shop.

This is the purpose of his trip.

. . .

"jingle."

The Weird Alchemy Shop is one of the oldest alchemy shops in the hidden area. The owner is Laken, an old man.

This store doesn't have any particularly powerful alchemy items. Shire found it here because it has some special works.

In fact, every alchemy shop has its own characteristics and signature works, and this is also the means by which they survive.

Pushing open the door, Charles walked in.

The inside of the shop is very ordinary, with some ordinary alchemy products hanging on the walls on both sides, such as crucibles, magic scales, custom-made flying broomsticks and the like.

Even the welcome at the door is very ordinary, it is an old doorbell from the last century.

The shopkeeper was an old house-elf. It was sitting behind a cabinet that seemed to be a counter. Seeing customers coming, it stood up from behind the counter and stepped on a stool.

Ciel walked over and looked at the old house elf, without saying a word, but directly put his hand into his arms.

This action made the house-elf behind the cabinet stiff, and unconsciously followed Shire's action with his right hand, and slowly stretched downward. Under the counter, there was a spare wand attached.

"take it easy."

Charles said calmly in a low voice.

"I just don't have any money with me."

Hearing this, the old house elf swallowed nervously.

"so.."

Just as the house-elf pretended to be absorbed in his story while staring at Charles, while sneaking around, and was about to touch the wand, Charles suddenly took out a long mithril sword and slapped it on the counter.

"So I decided to barter and sell something by the way."

. . .

"Forgive the indiscretion of the pocket watch, young sir."

The boss Laken stepped forward and replaced the old house elf.

Because what Charles brought out was worth his presence.

"Mithril."

Although the old man looked old, his hands and feet were very flexible. He raised the long sword and flicked it lightly, listening to its crisp and pleasant sound.

"A rare material."

"what do you want."

the old man asked slowly.

"Nothing illegal."

"I remember you have a kind of homeland strategic defense attack bah, I mean, a magic notebook that can be used for two-way communication? My God, you should really think of a better name."

"I knew it, someone would remember it!"

Of course the old man Laken was very happy to hear that someone wanted to buy his signature works.

"What's wrong with this name, I think it's good! It's not like those fancy things outside."

But hearing that Charles felt that the name he thought of was not good, he was a little unhappy.

Contradictory old man.

The Magic Notebook with two-way communication is the specialty product here, and seriously, its alchemy is high, but its market positioning is vague.

Several magic worlds have their own schools, basically every young wizard grows up there, they usually meet every day, there is no need for this thing.

Even if you are on vacation, you can still write letters with an owl, and there are two-way mirrors.

Of course, there is no need at all.

After all, owl delivery is slower, and although the two-way communication notebook is not cheap, it is several times cheaper than the expensive two-way mirror.

So it can still be sold.

For so many years, relying on this kind of special alchemy product, this store has been hanging like this.

Laken quickly found a magic notebook behind the counter and gave it to Charles. Its surface was pure red with some subtle lines, and it looked serious, like a piece of Hogwarts school history.

Charles took the notebook, pulled it hard, and tore it in half. Then, he wrote something in one half, and it really quickly appeared on the other half.

"How much."

"45 Galleons."

"Where is my long sword?"

Laken pondered for a moment.

"Fifty Galleons."

"Mithril is very rare, but it can't extract much Mithril at all."

"I know."

Under Laken's staring eyes, Charles took out two long swords from his backpack and slapped them on the table.

"So, do you have a magic notebook for couples here?"

he asked.

"Couple style?"

Laken frowned, his old face seemed to be full of old-fashioned, stubborn, useless decorations, and meaningless gaudy cover-ups.

But then, his expression changed, and he smiled and pointed at Charles.

"You young people..."

he said with a smile.

"Just love all the bells and whistles..I've never liked it."

"But you're lucky. I just made a batch not long ago, and I'm going to sell them when school starts. I still have some left."

As he said that, he rummaged around behind the counter again, and quickly took out a two-way communication magic notebook. Its cover looked much better than the previous one.

Charles took a look.

The book cover of the notebook is the starry sky as the background, dotted with some messy things, but overall it is not bad, and the aesthetics are not as old as the alchemist's age.

"very good."

Charles nodded.

Laken rubbed his chin proudly. There is no alchemist who doesn't like others to praise his works. Apart from making money, they naturally want to let more people recognize themselves when they open a shop.

Then, Charles continued.

"Give me ten copies, twenty copies for lovers."

Laken: .

I was annoyed on the spot, thanks to Deep Blue, under the moon, Feng Quan boss for the reward, and by the way, I am very angry to ask for votes and recommendations