AWB Chapter 906: Small Profiteer
Chapter 906: Small Profiteer
Remembering that there were three foreign little guests around, Ollivander did not mention that the lightning scar on Harry Potter's forehead was the mark left by another Poinciana heavy sniper wand, even though this was a well-known fact in the wizarding world.
"Harry, Harry." Someone was knocking on the glass outside. Everyone looked over and saw the little giant Hagrid, who was taller than the door of the shop, standing outside. He bent over and looked inside through the glass window, holding a cage in his hand. "Happy birthday!"
Inside the cage was a white owl, a snowy owl, from whom Hagrid had just separated in order to buy Harry Potter a birthday present.
"Hagrid." Harry Potter paid for the wand, carried the heavy sniper wand and left the shop to talk to Hagrid who couldn't come in.
Then Martin and the other two paid for the wands.
A classic wand costs seven Galleons, which converts to more than three hundred yuan in RMB.
The fake magic wands sold in Universal Studios are priced according to this. Only by setting the price of the fake magic wand to be as expensive as the real wand can you deceive yourself that you bought the real magic wand.
If you don't need to deceive yourself, Godfather Commodities has already reduced the price of identical fake magic wands to more than ten yuan each, and those for dozens of yuan each can even spit fire.
It seems that Ollivander's sells it very cheaply, but if it is the price of thirty years ago, one gram of gold was eight pounds, which is equivalent to more than 3,000 yuan of purchasing power now.
It seems that the magic wand is to wizards what the mobile phone is to modern people.
And Martin's heavy new assault rifle... The assault wand costs ten Galleons, plus a 'modern wand modification kit' is included for Huibara Ai and Ma Wu's wands, each for 15 silver Sickles.
"Goodbye, grandpa." Doraemon waved goodbye, and then Ma Wu also waved goodbye like Doraemon, and the three of them left the store.
The little wizard from China...Olivander recalled the performance of the three children. One of them cast spells casually with a borrowed wand, one started with the Unforgivable Curse, and the other was very quiet and did nothing special, but his calmness was very rare among children of this age, if not unique.
The next time we see them, they will surely be able to do many amazing things.
Creak—the door of the shop was pushed open again, and Martin poked his head in: "Sir?"
They met again a little too soon. Ollivander felt embarrassed for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?"
Martin picked up the heavy assault wand in one hand: "You said that this wand can resist the replication spell, right?"
Ollivander nodded in agreement, with a bad suspicion in his mind.
Martin's other hand, which was hidden outside the door, came in, holding an identical assault wand: "But it looks like it has no resistance to my sister's 'Copying Spell'."
"Oh, God." Even though he had some guesses in his mind, when Ollivander saw two identical staffs, he was still shocked as if the sky was falling.
And not only are they identical in appearance to the common eye, Ollivander, who has spent his life studying wands, noticed that the 'interior' of these two assault wands is also exactly the same.
This is not normal.
Although the Copy Charm can quickly copy items, the copies are worthless. In other words, even if the Copy Charm is successfully used on a wand, the copy is just a mere appearance and cannot be used to cast spells.
Although he had not tried it, Ollivander was certain that both the wands in Martin's left and right hands could be used to cast spells, and that their inner qualities and the will contained in them were exactly the same.
Damn it! Every wand is unique, so there's no way Martin could have ordered an identical wand from another wandmaker just to play a trick on him.
"Come, let me see." Ollivander took out a monocle from his arms and stuck it on his eye socket, then carefully observed the two wands. Naturally, he did not find any difference.
"Do you know which one was the wand?"
"Emm..." Martin thought about it and shook his head: "No."
Ollivander took out his wand, a traditional wand with a vertical grip. He drew a semicircle in the air, then pointed at one of the wands and cast a duplication spell: "Gemino Curse!"
Bang! Sparks and lightning flew all the way. The goblin's mithril really worked. The spell was rebounded back, and Ollivander took a step back. His wand was also shaken out of his hand.
In order to prove to Martin that it can resist the cloning spell, Ollivander's after-sales service is unparalleled.
He picked up his wand, put it away, tidied up his messy hair, and patted the black dust on his clothes. Ollivander looked at Martin and his wand.
"Uh... it doesn't matter if I can't figure it out. I'm still happy to have two wands." Martin gestured: "This way I can hold two guns... uh, two wands and fire at the same time... By the way, don't any of you have dual wielding wands?"
"Can you keep one of them so I can study it carefully?" Ollivander asked directly, "If you can remember which one is the replica, just keep the replica."
"Well... then I can't dual wield." Martin pretended to be embarrassed and rubbed his fingers together: "20 Galleons."
While Martin was rubbing his fingers, Ollivander took out his purse, but when he heard Martin's offer, he was stunned again.
"You bought it from me not long ago for ten Galleons." Ollivander looked at Martin. "And all I want is a replica."
"Obviously it's worth that to you now, sir," said Martin slyly.
Thanks to his childish appearance, Ollivander was not angry, but just frowned, then took out his wand again and cast another spell.
The "General Counter-Spell" can forcibly terminate other spells cast on the target. This spell is used because Ollivander suspects that this is not a copying spell but a special transformation spell.
The duplication spell is to create a copy of an item out of nothing, while the transformation spell can connect two items and turn one item into another, which is more accurate than the duplication spell. So if you use the "Stop Spell", you should be able to change the changed item back.
However, of course, Ollivander's use of the Stop Spell on both wands had no effect, which seemed to prove that they were not the product of the Transmutation Spell.
Ollivander was at a loss, but he was reluctant to give up observing the incident - for a wizard, it was like a Muggle scientist seeing a perpetual motion machine. So he could only pay the money while muttering "Orientals are more terrible than goblins".
After paying the money and getting the wand back at double the price, Ollivander suddenly realized a possibility: Could it be that there was something wrong with their copying spell?
The spells they used should be from the East. Could it be that the Eastern wizards have broken through the technical barriers of the copying spell and can copy magic items?
Impossible, in that case, wouldn't the most worthwhile thing to copy be the gold galleon? If this magical item that only goblins can make can be copied in large quantities, the currency system established by the goblins will be ruined.
"Can you show me her copying spell?"
Martin shrugged regretfully: "My sister hasn't mastered the spell yet, but when she is emotional, the objects around her are often copied."
Similar situations are not uncommon in the wizarding world, where children with wizarding talents will cause all kinds of inexplicable mysterious phenomena around them when they are emotionally excited. Just like at the beginning of the story, Harry Potter made the glass of the zoo's snake garden disappear and reappear, causing his cousin who bullied him to fall into the snake garden.
So, although it was not the case at all, Ollivander directly accepted and believed Martin's statement, and thought that after Ma Wu grew up, he might be able to push the copying spell to a new level.
At this time, Ma Wu, who was waiting anxiously outside, pushed the door open and said, "Brother, are you still not well?"
Ma Wu was also holding a Martin's assault wand in his hands. Then Doraj also poked his head in, holding three wands like a coolie.
Four more copies?
Ollivander looked at the wand in front of him on the counter, then at the 20 Galleons in Martin's hand, and his face suddenly fell.
Martin laughed awkwardly and put the other wand in his hand on the counter: "Then it's buy one get one free. Bye~"
Buying a wand for 10 Galleons and then selling two back for 20 Galleons seems like a fair deal at first glance.
The little devil really played a trick on him. Olivander frowned, but he felt more amused than angry.
He lowered his head and looked at the two wands on the counter. It seemed that in order to make up for the loss of 10 Galleons, he would have to figure out the reason for this matter.
——Wait, why does the length feel a little wrong, like it’s two inches longer?
Martin walked out the door, put away the gold coins, picked up the original assault wand that Ma Wu was holding and put it on his back: "Done, let's start the next purchase."
"Next item..." Ma Wu picked up the shopping list: "Dragon leather gloves... 30,000 pairs!"
"Are you here to pick up goods and resell them back home?" Martin took the list from Ma Wu's hand and found that all the numbers on the list were now no less than four digits.
Then he snapped his fingers and changed the list back to its original state: "Let's go buy dragon skin gloves, just buy three pairs."
"Are the dragon-skin gloves really made of dragon skin?"
"It's not penguin skin anyway, right?"
Whether it was a pair of dragon-skin gloves, three sets of black robes, pointed hats, cloaks, as well as cauldrons, scales, glass bottles, etc., they were all standard equipment for freshmen at Hogwarts. It was just before the start of school and the merchants were fully prepared, so there was nothing worth mentioning. The group just went to the corresponding store and bought three sets.
It was the bookstore's turn. Normally, the book merchants on the list should have packed up their books one by one, so it shouldn't take long. However, as soon as the group arrived at the bookstore, they saw a little wizard who was obviously just eleven years old running out of the bookstore in a panic, screaming as he ran.
Is there something interesting to see? The group went straight into the bookstore without any concerns about whether there was any danger.
Walking into the bookstore, I saw the bookstore owner and the assistant each holding a book and pressing it with both hands. The special features of those books were very obvious: there were rough and interlaced sharp teeth at the mouth of the book, and eyes on the cover. Even though they were being held firmly by the owner, the books were still trying to open their mouths. Compared to books, they looked more like some kind of ferocious animals.
Apparently the little wizard who had just been scared away had provoked such a monster.
"Damn it!" The bookstore owner who was wrestling with the monster book complained, "I will never stock this monster book again!"
That being said, "The Monster Book of Monsters" is the textbook for the Care of Magical Creatures class in the third year of Hogwarts, so if students need it, the boss has to buy a batch of monster books every year and then torment himself - if there is no intervention, these books will even bite each other.
"Hello." Martin knocked on the shop door behind him. "We are new students at Hogwarts and would like to buy three sets of first-year textbooks."
"Welcome!" the boss said with difficulty, "The first-grade textbooks are on the right side of the counter. Each set is 11 Sikke. You can take them yourself."
At this moment, the store assistant who had been silently struggling with the book suddenly lost his strength, and the monster book in his hand escaped from his control, circled in the air, and flew directly towards Martin and the other two.
"Be careful!" the clerk shouted in vain.
The violent monster book rushed towards the three people without hesitation, more specifically Ma Wu.
Ma Wu was startled and raised his arms to cover his face.
Seeing this, the boss let go of the monster book that was wrestling with him and was about to take out his magic wand: "Expul——"
"Freeze ray!" another voice drowned out the boss.
The monster book had opened its sharp blood basin, and it was only a moment away from biting Ma Wu's arm. However, it couldn't do it, and a thick layer of ice sealed it up. Now, through the ice crystals, several people could see its cover with a slightly furry feeling.
Ma Wu finally reacted and hid behind Martin. Beside Ma Wu, Doraemon breathed a sigh of relief, holding a sci-fi cartoon-style pistol in his hand - the freezing ray gun.
Only in this respect, Doraemon's advantage is beyond the reach of Fat Blue - when the guardian is in danger, Doraemon can take out the props in the shortest time and solve the problem. Fat Blue cannot take out the correct props in time every time because of a malfunction.
Doraemon breathed a sigh of relief, and saw that the shop owner had also let go of the monster book that he had just wrestled with. Without thinking twice, he raised his hand and shot, freezing the other monster book as well.
"Oh my God, I'm glad you're all okay—" The shop owner came over and took a concerned look at Ma Wu to see that he was indeed not injured. Then he looked at Doraemon, who had just solved the crisis, and the freezing ray gun in Doraemon's hand: "Is this your golem? It's incredible that he can even use a magic wand?"
Doraemon's pistol-shaped freezing ray gun is a new type of magic wand in their eyes. (End of this chapter)