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Chapter 4

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"Are you still human!!!?"

Hoffa grabbed Indor's collar in exasperation and roared, "Why are you using my allowance to gamble?!"

Indor was shocked. He quickly patted Hoffa's hand and said, "Isn't this a disguised investment? Isn't that right? That small amount of money is nothing. Aiya, how can we lack money? Look at how anxious you are. "

Hoffa breathed heavily and let go of his hand. He was almost angered to death by this fairy.

"You're serious?"

"Trust me," Indor patted his chest loudly.

"I promise you that you'll get the book and wand before sunset, as long as you do as I say."

Hoffa looked at the fairy coldly. No matter how he looked at him, he just didn't like him. Dumbledore actually hired this kind of trash to do things for him, and even said that he was a good fairy.

"What do I have to do?" Hoffa asked.

"First, we have to go to Diagon Alley."

Indor said with a smile. He stretched out his slender finger and knocked on the wall in front of him three times.

The wall immediately shook like a living thing. In the rustling dust, it quickly opened up a wide archway, leading to a winding cobblestone road with no end in sight.

And at this moment.

A strange sound suddenly rang in Hoffa's mind.

Ding!

Wizard Arcane Realm discovered, System activated.

This System is a compulsory education system.

There are only two purposes for this System's existence.

First, the host must complete seven years of Hogwarts' magic education.

(If you can't complete it, coercion will be used if necessary)

Second, to help the host better explore and record this world. Every time the host completes a Arcane Realm exploration, the System will reward the host.

[Current Wizard Arcane Realm – London Wizard Market]

50% completion of 100 Arcane Realms exploration – You will receive [One-third of a Spell Fragment].

(One-third of a Spell Fragment contains special energy. After receiving three Spell Fragments, one of your spells can be upgraded)

100% completion of 100 Arcane Realms exploration – You will receive [Knowledge of the Great God].

(The knowledge of the Great God is mysterious and unpredictable. Before you obtain it, you have no idea how powerful it is.)

Hiss!

Hoffa was stunned for a moment. Fortunately, his heart had become much stronger after a series of unforeseen events. He carefully browsed through the information in his mind several times.

There was nothing strange about him having the System with him.

The function of the system was quite normal. Complete the mission and then receive the reward.

However, the name of this system seemed a little strange.

In the compulsory education system, one had to complete seven years of magic education.

Hoffa felt that something was off. Could it be that someone would refuse to study at Hogwarts for seven years? Even someone as valiant as Lord Voldemort stayed in the school for seven years before leaving. This showed the charm of this school.

However, the system also said that if he couldn't complete it, it would use force if necessary.

What a joke, he had never skipped a class in his previous life …

He tried to ask the system, but the system did not answer. The only change was that after obtaining the system, a green empty slot appeared in Hoffa's mind.

It showed: [Current exploration of the mystic realm 0% 100]

Looking at the empty slot, Hoffa understood. It seemed that he could only obtain the reward by continuously exploring. There were two types of rewards, [Spell Fragment] and [Knowledge of the Great God].

However, he did not know the use of these two things at the moment.

After making sure that he was not mistaken, Hoffa left his mind.

… …

Indor saw Hoffa standing there for a while and thought that it was his first time in Diagon Alley and was shocked.

After waiting for a while, he pushed Hoffa and said, "Stop looking, let's go. We still have a lot of things to do."

Hoffa finished studying the system and nodded to Indor.

The two of them walked into Diagon Alley.

Compared to the decadent and tense Muggle world outside, the Wizarding World was particularly leisurely and colorful.

All kinds of materials were displayed in every window. There were baskets of red feathers, blue bat eyes, and strange silver instruments. There were all kinds of auspicious wind chimes hanging at the door.

The wind chimes all had small mouths. Whenever someone walked by, they would chime together.

The song wasn't about soliciting business. Instead, it was about some beautiful ancient language that Huo Fa couldn't understand.

Some of the shops were very hidden. He had to go in before the System's exploration green slots increased.

For example, there was a shop at the corner. There was only a small wooden cabinet for brooms at the door.

If he did not look carefully, Hoffa would have thought that it was a warehouse for storing miscellaneous items. After walking in, he found out that it was a Wizarding restaurant. The decoration was gorgeous, and there were many house elves walking back and forth.

Of course, what left the deepest impression on Hoffa was a shop called [Portius' Weather Blanket]. There was a row of small words under the big golden words on the signboard.

(Are you still worried about not acclimatizing? Are you still worried about the reversal of day and night? For only 50 Galleons, you can choose your favorite weather blanket. It can be used at home and can be carried on travels. It only costs 50 Galleons. What are you waiting for? Come and buy it!)

Weather blanket?

Hoffa had never seen such a shop before. It did not exist in the original book. Hence, he walked in naturally.

After entering, he was stunned. This shop really sold weather.

On the carpet on the left side of the shop, there was a thunderstorm with thunder and lightning. There was a dark cloud in the sky and it was raining.

On the carpet on the right was an arid desert area. A few mini camels were walking around in the desert.

In front of the desert was a rainforest. There were lush forests everywhere. The parrots in the forest were lively. Once he got close, his face would be wet.

Hoffa also saw a Wizarding Wizard wearing sunglasses lying on a deck chair in the rainforest area, basking in the sun …

Beside him, a shop owner was recommending his products with a smile.

"How is it? Is it realistic enough? I guarantee that you will never experience the feeling of sunbathing in a rainforest in other parts of the UK. "

The Wizarding Wizard who was basking in the sun got up from the deck chair.

"That's right. It's about what I expected. But I think we should increase the humidity. Make the parrots in the middle of the forest a little more. "

"Alright!"

The shop owner waved his wand. Immediately, the whole rainforest was rolled up into a carpet amidst the chirping of the parrots.

It was neatly folded Zizi.

After paying, the Wizarding Wizard left with the carpet, satisfied.

Hoffa was amazed as he walked around.

There were all kinds of weather products in the shop. There were endless grasslands, glaciers covered in ice and snow, islands with beautiful scenery, and even volcanoes that were about to erupt at any time …

The shop owner walked over and asked, "Hello, are you planning to buy a weather product or custom-make one that you like?"

Hoffa was surprised.

"I'm just looking around …"

Indor held his head and shook his head at the side.

Ten minutes later, Hoffa and Indor walked out of the Porsius Weather Shop. The abilities of Wizarding Wizards made him feel more and more amazed.

Of course, as he walked, the green slots in his sea of consciousness slowly increased.

Exploration rate: 13% …

22% …

29% …

37% …

Indor was very dissatisfied with Hoffa's leisurely stroll. He kept reminding Hoffa that time was money.

Finally, an hour later, when Hoffa stopped in front of a clothing shop, the green slots had increased to 40%.

Mojin Robe Shop.

Hoffa raised his head and looked at the sign. He was very familiar with this shop.

Because one day many years later, Malfoy and Harry Potter, this pair of enemies, would meet for the first time in this shop.

As for now, it would probably be more than ten years before Malfoy's father, Lucius, was born.

Sighing inwardly, Hoffa was forcefully pushed through the door by Indor.

The owner of the shop was a hunchbacked man with an aquiline nose. He wore an exquisite purple robe and glanced at the door with a gloomy look. His squinted eyes lingered on Huo Fa's broken shoes and socks for a long time.

Indor didn't care and jumped in front of the counter. Then, he took out a gold watch and threw it to the hunchbacked man.

"As usual, Mojin, rent a set of clothes."

Mojin took the gold watch and fixed his eyes on Hoffa.

"Your guest this time doesn't seem to have much potential."

Indor said, "That's none of your business, Mojin. According to the rules, if you don't come back in an hour, my grandfather's watch will be yours."

"Hmph." Mojin stuffed the gold watch under the counter and shouted.

"Polina, come out and work!"

Hoffa didn't know what they were talking about, but it seemed that this shop was a family shop. He didn't know what the hunchbacked boss was related to the future Madam Mojin.

But the next second, he knew the answer.

Following Old Mojin's shout, a cute little girl pushed open the counter and jumped out.

"Coming, Pops, don't shout so loudly!"

She was half a head shorter than Hoffa and looked only eight or nine years old.

Although she was small, her movements were very agile. As soon as she saw Hoffa, she immediately pushed him onto the wooden stool.

"Straighten your hand."

Hoffa obediently straightened his hand, wondering if this little girl named Polina was the future Madam Mojin. She was born to be in this line of work. But she didn't change her husband's surname, so he wondered if she had ever been married.

Hoffa thought with great interest.

Polina didn't know what the boy was thinking. She looked at Hoffa's body size and asked, "Are you a new student? Are you here to order a school uniform?"

Before Hoffa could say anything, Indor quickly said, "Hey, little girl, we're not here to buy a school uniform. You have to make my client look handsome, like an ancient Persian prince."

Old Mojin snorted with disdain.

Polina stuck out her tongue and made a face at Indor, then turned to Hoffa and whispered, "Why are you with him? None of the fairies are good."

Hoffa sighed and said, "It's a long story."

Although Old Mojin looked very snobbish, his tailoring skills were still there. Ten minutes later, Hoffa looked completely different.

He was wearing a luxurious red robe with dark golden patterns, knee-high calfskin boots, and his black hair was combed neatly Zizi. Indor even took Old Mojin's ring and put it on Hoffa's finger.

Now he looked exactly like the descendant of a pure-blood family.

Hoffa stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself. He suddenly thought of how handsome Lord Voldemort would look in this robe.

Indor rubbed his sharp chin with his long fingers and suddenly turned to Polina. "Do you like him now?"

The future Madam Mojin blushed and kicked Indor hard. Then she covered her face and ran away.

"Looks like it's working." Indor snapped his fingers.

"Let's go, Your Highness. We're very busy today."

Hoffa finished admiring himself in the mirror. Then he crossed his arms and looked at Indor. He smiled and said, "You want to dress me up and drag me to Gringotts to get a loan, right?"

Indor was so scared that he took two steps back and almost fell on his butt.

Old Mojin was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly laughed out loud, "Oh, Minx, you finally have a day like this. What, how does it feel to be seen through by a little brat?"

Hoffa sneered and said, "If you ask me, you lost my scholarship, but that golden watch of yours is worth some money. Why don't you pawn that watch for me? Consider it my compensation. "

Indor jumped up high, as if there were springs under his feet.

"Absolutely not. There are many ways to get money, but I only have one watch. Absolutely not, absolutely not!"

"Is that so? Then tell me, what's the interest rate of Gringotts? You dressed me up like this, how much are you going to take me to get a loan? And how much money do I have to repay when the time comes? "

Hoffa calmly stood in front of Minx, looking down at him.

"I only trusted you because of Dumbledore, but your actions made it hard for me to continue trusting you."

Old Mojin softly muttered, "Merlin's beard above."

Indor's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He looked at Hoffa in front of him and muttered, "Galloping Gorg, are you really only 11 years old?"

Hoffa loosened his tight collar and sat on the stool.

"You only have two choices. One, give me the golden watch. Two, tell me your plan clearly."

Indor bitterly smiled and rubbed his hair.

Ten minutes later, Hoffa and Indor walked out of Madam Mojin's shop. They were on their way to get a loan from Gringotts.

No matter how hard Hoffa tried to persuade him, Indor did not agree to give him the golden watch. But he told Hoffa his plan in detail.

Now that the situation in Europe was tense, Gringotts was taking the opportunity to expand into other European countries. They needed a lot of foreign partners, and Hoffa's mixed blood face could bring him a lot of convenience. If he did it well, he could disguise Hoffa as a foreign noble, and get a large amount of venture capital from Gringotts.

Indeed, Indor's tricks were nothing to Hoffa who had experienced the information explosion in his previous life.

But he had to admit, this guy was indeed smart. He actually dared to take advantage of this kind of loophole. And from the looks of it, it wasn't the first time he did it.

It was because Indor patted his chest and guaranteed that he had succeeded many times, and even promised to take all the risks, that Hoffa agreed to take this risk with him.

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