After leaving the bookstore, Chen Ang visited a magic potion material store called Slager and Giggs Pharmacy. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled the stench of rotten eggs mixed with decomposing biological tissues. Chen Ang had no choice but to cast an Air Freshener spell on himself. This was a life spell that he had just learned. Chen Ang imitated it with arcane magic, and it looked pretty good.
Glancing at the wooden barrels piled up on the ground, Lucien saw toad livers, eel eyes, bat feces and other viscous things in them. The cabinets on the wall were filled with glass bottles filled with various powders and herbs. There were also dried animal tissues, claws, feathers and poisonous fangs. There were also some dark tissues of unknown animals. They looked like balls of grease that were strung together on a dirty rope. The whole scene looked a bit like the witchcraft material market in Africa.
Chen Ang should be glad that there were not skulls of men and women, organs of muggle children, withered human hands, rotten brains, and other necromancy materials. However, Chen Ang knew that there must be such things in Knockout Alley. Perhaps this was the reason why the Ministry of Magic allowed it to exist!
After all, although a lot of black magic was theoretically illegal, it was almost an open practice for Wizards to practice it secretly. Wizards who did not learn such magic were going against the tradition of Wizards. Most Wizards were like the Texans in America, loyal supporters of gun rights. Every pureblood family viewed the black magic passed down in their family as their lifeblood. Of course, the shame of the pureblood, Weasley, was an exception.
Although the materials here were complete, what Chen Ang wanted to buy the most was live magical animals, not tissues, organs, and specimens. There was nothing here. Living magical animals could probably only be bought in pet shops and the black market.
As for whether to buy some from a pet shop? Chen Ang felt that it would be better to go to the black market.
What Chen Ang wanted the most were magical animals that could be dissected and studied, full of vitality and fresh magic power, and were always active. He did not want these withered, rotten, and lifeless magic materials. However, he still bought some. He was going to repeat the potion experiments and use the same formula to research something.
Although the magic books in Lihen Bookstore were comprehensive, some books about black magic and ancient magic forbidden by the Ministry of Magic were not sold at all. They were either handwritten copies or early editions published before the Ministry of Magic's relevant laws were perfected. Now they were all in the study rooms of the major pureblood families and the forbidden books area of Hogwarts.
Among the potion formulas, although there were books related to the Blessing Potion and Compound Potion, there were no clear formulas. Other common potion formulas were clear, but there was no systematic pharmacological analysis and dialectics. It seemed that the only way for wizards to study potions was to try and discover something by relying on their experience.
After Chen Ang came out of the pharmacy, his originally bulging wallet had dried up. The gold coins he exchanged was a little lacking for his huge shopping plan, but Chen Ang did not plan to exchange anymore. The two most important materials, books and potion materials, were already in place. He did not plan to buy the outdated equipment in the magic world, such as crucibles. He did not need folding, enchanted, or automatic stirring equipment. Biochemical modulation equipment and related scientific instruments were what he wanted.
As for Ollivander's Wand Shop, although Chen Ang did need a wand, he was more willing to make one himself. He wanted to combine the wand making knowledge of this world with the relevant arcane knowledge of Faylen. For an existence like Chen Ang, Ollivander's wand was too shallow. If he tried, he would find that every wand was suitable, but not all seemed suitable.
Chen Ang did not need a wand to adapt to him. He could control any magic item, so he only needed to make a suitable wand himself.
Now, Chen Ang only needed to find a place to stay. He returned to the central part of Diagon Alley where Gringotts was located. There was a dark alley there, leading to the famous gathering place of dark magic materials — Knockout Alley. Although people had always compared Knockout Alley and Diagon Alley, as though they were two streets that could stand side by side,
In fact, Diagon Alley was the largest gathering place for Wizards in London. It was a huge market with all kinds of shops. On the other hand, Knockout Alley was just a secluded corner of Diagon Alley. There were many illegal dark magic material shops gathered here. In fact, it was very secluded and narrow.
The reason why Chen Ang came here was because it was secluded enough.
The alley was dark and narrow. The dark magic shops on both sides were also dim and secluded. There was an old and ugly witch peeking at him from behind the counter. Her smile revealed her specially sharpened teeth. Chen Ang only needed one look to know that these teeth came from many different people. It seemed like this witch was the same as President Washington, having the hobby of pulling out other people's teeth and putting them in her own gums.
Of course, President Washington also liked strong black maids. When he pulled out the black people's teeth, there might not even be black people's toothpaste.
So, Chen Ang nimbly lifted his umbrella. Although it was really just an umbrella, at least it made people think that he still needed a wand. This was to cover up the fact that this grand arcanist did not need a wand, nor did he need to perform surgery.
"Exorcism!"
This was a level four necromancy spell, but it was slightly modified by Chen Ang. He added some black magic. Then, Chen Ang saw the witch covering her mouth in horror. Her false teeth had already taken root in her gums. A large number of bony roots were trying to drill into her jaw.
The witch fell to the ground in pain. She could not even scream. She could only make some hissing sounds.
"There really are teeth pulled out from the mouths of people who died a violent death! Then let's enjoy their resentment! It's not that easy to get a gift from the dead … "Chen Ang sneered and continued to walk forward. A few wizards who were peeking from the side quickly retreated into their houses. Chen Ang easily gained respect on this dangerous street.
He came to shop 13B. This shop was bigger than any dark magic shop in Knockout Alley. Of course, it was also dark and messy. Chen Ang, who no longer had any expectations for the quality of service in the magic world, walked into this dark magic shop with his head down. It looked like a traditional grocery store in China in the 19th century. There were all kinds of masks hanging on the wall.
The obvious traces of curses and dark magic made Chen Ang feel that he could not ignore them.
There was no one in the shop. The shop owner seemed to be very confident in the security of this place. He placed his goods here so easily. Some yellow wooden prosthetic eyes were soaked in glass bottles. When Chen Ang walked forward, the eyeballs quickly turned around. The densely packed eyes were staring at him. There were also all kinds of skulls. Chen Ang could tell that they belonged to different races and genders. The skulls that had been chopped off were placed on the counter. Chen Ang could tell that some of the materials were taken from the dead, while others were taken from the living.
Of course, after they were taken off, they were definitely dead.
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