Chapter 209 A Little Wizard Like You Must Have Many Wonderful Stories, Right?

"It sounds like you can usually use these magics." Ivan raised his eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly.

"I was before I was cursed." Lockhart started to tell the story he had made up before, but Ivan interrupted directly.

"If you are not satisfied, Professor, this transaction can be voided!"

"No, no, no, I'm still very satisfied." Lockhart shook his head.

He will hold a duel club tomorrow. If Ivan terminates the deal at this time, his previous plan will be ruined.

And Lockhart is also very aware that high-end magic items are not so easy to make, especially magic items that can directly improve the combat effectiveness of wizards.

Major families with inherited traditions treasure their brooms for themselves, and very little relevant knowledge is spread.

Therefore, most of the magic items circulating on the market are auxiliary types.

"Professor, where are the remaining gold galleons?" Ivan didn't want to waste time with Lockhart here, so he said directly.

"Don't worry, I've already prepared it." Lockhart took out a bag from the drawer in his office and placed it on the table.

Ivan reached out and took it, opened it and looked at it. An extension spell was cast on the bag. The space inside was huge, and it was filled with golden galleons.

It looks like there are a lot of them.

Ivan placed the wand on the table and tapped it. The gold galleons in the bag bounced up one by one, and fifty were piled next to them in groups.

A total of thirty groups worth one thousand five hundred gold galleons!

In addition to the five hundred galleons deposit given by Lockhart at the beginning, and another five hundred galleons of "overtime pay", it was just enough.

Lockhart watched Ivan put the gold Galleons back into the bag with an easy wave of his wand, and couldn't help but praise.

"To be honest, this is the first time I have seen a young wizard who is as powerful as you. He can earn so many gold galleons from me at such a young age."

"An unusual little wizard like you must have some very interesting experiences, right? I heard a lot of rumors about you in school." Lockhart asked with interest with a smile on his lips. road.

Because he suffered at the hands of Ivan right after school started, Lockhart purposefully collected information about Ivan after arriving at Hogwarts.

What was collected exceeded Lockhart's expectations.

According to a young wizard named Seamus, Ivan killed a twenty-foot (twelve-foot) troll when he first started school.

Then he drove a fire dragon to rescue the caretaker Hagrid in the Forbidden Forest, and at the end of the semester, he got rid of the previous Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

According to rumors, the professor named Kino is also in contact with the mysterious man.

Lockhart couldn't believe it when he learned the news. He didn't even dare to write it in his self-published storybook!

Lockhart soon guessed that Ivan might be the same type of person as himself.

He was so keen on expressing himself at school that he somehow fabricated these stories and made people believe them to be true.

It wasn't until Lockhart witnessed Ivan's success on the Quidditch field that he relied on magic items to steal the show, and then he changed his mind.

These legends may have some truth in them.

In Lockhart's opinion, the little wizard in front of him was undoubtedly a treasure boy.

"My story? Of course there are many, but I don't think you want to know." When Ivan heard Lockhart talking about this, he immediately became wary, but on the surface he remained calm and calm. He shook his head.

"That's such a pity. You know, I like to listen to other people's stories the most." Lockhart sighed regretfully.

Lockhart tied the gold-red cloak around his body and looked at the mirror on one side coquettishly. After a few glances, he seemed to have remembered something and turned to Ivan who was about to leave.

"By the way, can the protective cloak you gave me automatically resist the curse?"

"No, it doesn't have that kind of effect. You have to take the initiative to stimulate it." Ivan shook his head, put away the bag full of gold galleons on the table, and turned to leave.

One or two

Ivan counted silently in his mind. The moment he walked to the door, his ears heard some slight noise. Ivan's wand was already pointed at him in advance.

"Armor protection!"

Just as Ivan recited the spell, Lockhart's voice sounded the next moment,

"Everything is forgotten!"

A ray of white light hit Ivan's body at an extraordinary speed, and the defense line constructed by the armor was disintegrated after resisting for a moment.

But as the protective ring on Ivan's left hand lit up, a second magic barrier blocked the white light and bounced it back along its original path.

Lockhart was so surprised that he didn't even have time to escape.

Fortunately, the moment the white light approached, Lockhart quickly activated the effect of the protective cloak. The same magic barrier lit up on his body, deflecting the white light to the wall beside him.

Lockhart subconsciously slapped his body in fear, and after a while he realized that he was fine.

Only then did he realize that the forgotten curse that bounced back was blocked by the protective cloak he bought from Ivan.

At this time, Ivan's voice rang in the office.

"Professor, were you planning to use the Forgetting Curse on me just now?"

Ivan said with a playful expression. He was also a little surprised by the strength of Lockhart's Forgetting Curse. It was able to break through the Iron Armor Curse he had released. No wonder so many powerful wizards have fallen victim to it.

"Of course not, how could this be? I just want to try to see if the thing you gave me is that useful." Lockhart waved his hand and wanted to refute.

Just seeing Ivan's increasingly impatient expression, Lockhart knew that the other party would not believe it, so he simply admitted.

"Well, there is nothing wrong with me planning to use the Forgetting Curse on you, so that no one will know that I rely on these gadgets to perform magic."

"But even though you know this now, you will soon forget it, just like other wizards." Lockhart said confidently.

"Are you sure?" Ivan's expression was very strange. He felt that Lockhart always had an inexplicable confidence.

Could it be that he has been praised so much that he really thinks he is a magic master?

"After all, the things you made for me seem to be better than the ones on you, don't they?" Lockhart raised his eyebrows, took a few steps forward, pressed a switch, and continued in a brisk tone. said.

"Also, I forgot to tell you, this office is well soundproofed and you can't get out."

Just as Lockhart pressed the switch, Ivan keenly discovered that the door was locked, and it was obviously not that easy to open.

Thanks to book friend Qiu Shit for the 2,000 starting coins.