Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy

The Alchemist Trade Fair was almost personally designated by the organizer, the Egyptian Alchemy Research Center. Naturally, it was not as mixed as the vendors in the Red Square. This Alchemist Trade Fair could almost be regarded as the only one after the competition. Except for the fair, the category with the highest level during the entire International Alchemy Conference.

The location of this trade fair is also located above the Crimson Square, but it is an eastern area rarely touched by Wright and Fleur. It is more solemn and solemn than the residential area to the north and the trading area in the central and southern parts.

"Alchemist Fair..."

Standing in front of a miniature glazed pyramid, Wright looked up at the fonts above the entrance gate that looked like they were engraved in gold and stone, and couldn't help but secretly complain.

"After all, this is an international event, right? It's almost the largest trade fair. It doesn't need to be written in English, it doesn't need to be written in Arabic, and it doesn't need to put up a small sign in other national languages. How many ancient Egyptian texts can this have? Can people understand it? Or do you think everyone has a positioning magic to guide me? Can this magic point to an address written in ancient Egyptian?"

At this moment, in front of the glazed pyramid, countless figures wearing wizard robes, amidst the envious eyes around them, successfully passed the two black alchemy puppets at the entrance of the trade fair and entered it.

"Well, black robes, a bit like Madam Malkin's craftsmanship, from England? Made of satin, probably the craftsmanship of those French tailors? Taoist robes? There are Taoist robes here? Why not a mahogany sword? And , this is red leather soft armor, animal sweater, witch robe and hunting clothes... Why do I feel like I am in a large-scale COSPLAY scene?”

Wright stared blankly at the alchemists who walked in. Even if their costumes were not uniform, he said that he respected the clothing characteristics of the wizards of those countries, but what about the one wearing a white fur coat just now? What's going on? Eskimos? New hunt for clothes made from polar bears? Also, isn't it hot? This is a desert...

"Is this here?" After looking at the glazed pyramid for a while, Fleur turned her head and asked Wright.

"Probably," Wright nodded reluctantly, "if the ancient Egyptian characters on the door are not incorrectly marked."

"Monster with super memory..." Fleur said in a super low voice, then walked slowly towards the door of the fair, and handed the invitation letter representing Beauxbatons in her pocket to the alchemy puppet near the door. She just I saw all the alchemists who went in doing this.

The black alchemy puppet held the letter in both hands, and emitted an emerald green light from the crystal stone eyes hidden behind the heavy mask, as if to judge the authenticity of the letter.

Soon, Fleur was put in. Then Wright also took out the Hogwarts letter and followed Fleur in.

The interior of the small pyramid seems to have been cast and strengthened by many traceless stretching spells by Egyptian alchemists. The space inside is much larger than it appears from the outside, and the temperature has also been adjusted to the most comfortable temperature using magic. .

After the entrance gate, there is a spacious and cool passage.

After walking forward for a while, what appeared in front of the two people was an extremely vast hall. There were many neatly arranged marble tables in the hall. On the stone tables were placed a variety of alchemy tools with weird shapes. product. Some of the more dangerous ones, or those that cannot come into contact with the air, were placed with protective magic by the owner of the stone platform, or they were simply covered with glass covers.

Behind the stone platform, some figures who seemed to be the owners of alchemy items were waiting there boredly. They didn't look like businessmen at all. If Fred or George saw them, they probably wouldn't even think of recruiting them as Weasley's Wizard Wheezes clerks.

There is only this hall in the entire glazed pyramid, and there are no extra floors.

In the hall, the number of people is also unusually large. From Wright's perspective, most of the wizards in this small pyramid should be alchemists from all over the world, and only a very small number of them are ordinary alchemists. wizard buyers, but most of them look like rich people with a big belly.

If the crimson square outside is compared to a bowl of water mixed with ink, then the small pyramid at this time is a bowl of ink mixed with water. It is estimated that all the alchemists who came to participate in the International Alchemy Conference have gathered there. Here it comes.

Many alchemists kept wandering around this vast hall. Most of the time, they just glanced at it casually, but occasionally they would stop in front of some stone platforms and carefully observe the quilt. If you like the alchemy products placed on the stone platform or in the glass cover, you will directly communicate with the owner behind the stone platform to discuss purchase conditions or exchange conditions.

Wandering around in this vast and crowded hall even consumes more time than visiting the square outside. On the one hand, Wright had to pay attention to whether there was anything he liked, and on the other hand, he needed to pay attention to the girl Fleur so that she wouldn't be scattered by the crowd.

After all, in the eyes of many wizards, mixed-blood Veela are quite outstanding women...cough!

Unconsciously, half an hour passed, but Wright still gained nothing.

The quality of the alchemy items in the glass hall is naturally much higher than that in the square outside, but it is far from the items that can make Wright attracted. After all, his eyes have been attracted by the old monster Nicolle. Mei is being cunning.

Compared to Wright, Fleur enjoyed it more.

Although Furong has not purchased anything yet, perhaps in her opinion, no matter where she goes shopping, she is shopping... And the most important thing about shopping is not to shop, but to enjoy the process of shopping...

This was the third time that Wright had pulled Fleur out from in front of someone else's counter. He was a little worried that if Fleur continued to chat with the seller, the guy's penis would drip directly to the ground.

"Don't use your natural abilities at will in a place like this. If possible, try to hide yourself." Wright said with a hint of caution, "This is not Beauxbatons, no one will treat his target prey like a professor punishes his students. "

Although she knew that Wright's words were well-intentioned, Fleur couldn't help but snorted. She did like the bracelet on the table just now. If it weren't for Wright's interference, the fool who was so confused would probably just Gave it to myself.

Wright ignored Fleur's little mood and slowly moved his eyes around. Just when he was about to look away, an object from a remote stone platform suddenly attracted his attention.

On the stone platform, there is a black copper-colored iron box, about three or four inches high. It looks like a regular octagonal prism. The sides of the iron box are also covered with many traces of wind and sand. Look carefully. If so, you can see that there seem to be some faint patterns on the iron box.

Wright couldn't help but walked over. When he got closer, he realized that the pattern on the iron box he just saw was a multi-legged scarab with a halo on its head carved out by someone.

There are many other alchemy tools placed on this stone platform. Most of them are gorgeous in appearance, and you will notice their extraordinary features at first glance. Only this iron box, which looked badly worn, looked like the garbage in the treasure pile, full of weird contrasts.

Wright closed his eyes and quietly probed a shadow energy. However, the sensory feedback told him that this was an ordinary item that could hardly be more ordinary, and it was not even a magic item.