Chapter 347 How Can This Porridge Be so Fragrant?

Hearing Bock's words, Ivan couldn't help but shudder. This old guy was indeed insidious. Fortunately, he asked cautiously, otherwise he would be tricked to death if he entered the library rashly.

"Then how do you usually get in?" Ivan asked very strangely.

Since lighting magic cannot be used in a lightless library, what should Bock do when he wants to check or take out a certain book? Are you going to walk in the dark like a blind man?

That's obviously impossible

"You can enter with the hand of glory." Bock's answer was as concise as ever.

Ivan suddenly realized that it seemed that Bock had set up some kind of light-sensing magic inside the library. As for the special magic prop of the Hand of Glory, only the person holding it could see the light, so it could naturally avoid the perception of warning magic.

It just so happened that among the black magic items that Asia brought back to study at that time, there was this magic item that could be used directly.

Ivan then had some doubts. "What if your hand of glory is lost like this time?"

"There are several in stock in the store. I can also take the time to make another one." Bock said blankly.

Ivan patted his head, and he actually forgot about this.

Bock himself is a master of making magic items. In the original time and space, he could even easily repair the damaged disappearing cabinet. It is naturally not difficult to make a Hand of Glory, otherwise Bock would not sell this thing to Malfoy.

Maybe Bock had any other traps in the magic shop that led to him being tricked, so Ivan took the trouble to ask again carefully.

The more Ivan asked, the more frightened he became. Bock set up a large number of traps in the magic shop, and many dangerous black magic items were ready to be activated at any time.

Ivan couldn't help feeling that it was fortunate that he had made a surprise attack wearing an invisibility cloak during that battle, and did not give Bock time to prepare, otherwise he might not have won so easily.

"I also set up a little magic in the basement. When a stranger enters, it will automatically sound a warning. There is only one way to crack it." Bock kept telling Ivan about his wonderful arrangement, which lasted for two minutes. It took more than ten minutes to finish speaking, and at the end I smacked my lips with unfinished content.

But not long after, Bock's expression changed, he looked at Ivan in great horror, and screamed.

"what did you do to me?"

Bock's face turned pale as he recalled what he had just said. He quickly guessed that what Ivan had just given him was Veritaserum, and his body immediately collapsed.

He knew he was finished!

Bock's expression changed. He stared at Ivan in shock and anger. Finally, he smiled helplessly and closed his eyes. "Do it!"

Ivan looked at Bok, pulled out his wand and pointed, and a plate appeared on the ground in front of Bok.

Bock waited for a while but felt no pain. Then he smelled a refreshing fragrance and sniffed. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ivan still standing there, and there was a small pot of polenta on the ground.

Bock, who was extremely hungry, looked at the basin of polenta, swallowed hard, and then looked at Ivan in confusion. "What on earth do you mean!"

Bock was very surprised. He thought Ivan would kill him after asking.

"You have made it clear what I want to know just now. If you still want to go on a hunger strike and starve to death, that's okay." After Ivan left this sentence, he turned and left.

These polenta are naturally the leftovers from everyone's breakfast.

If possible, Ivan doesn't want Bock to die so soon. His improved polyjuice potion still needs a tester who can withstand the torment.

No way, who made Peter not around these few months? This made Ivan a little uncomfortable and had to be replaced by someone else.

Bock watched Ivan's figure disappear outside the door in confusion, unable to understand why Ivan would spare his life, because he clearly had no value.

Soon, Bock's eyes were attracted to the bowl of polenta under him, and he fell into the battle between heaven and man.

He really wanted to knock over the bowl of porridge, and pointed at Ivan with disdain and said that he would rather starve to death than eat it!

But Ivan had already left at this time, no matter how tough he acted, no one would notice, so Bock finally gave up the idea, pretending to be dead and lying on the ground with his eyes closed, preparing to starve to death.

After not eating or drinking for several days, Bock's lips had turned white and chapped, and he was even more thirsty. The fragrance of polenta kept drifting into his nose, disturbing Bock's thoughts.

The bored Bock opened his eyes, looked at the polenta placed not far away, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

What if this bowl of porridge actually tastes terrible and cannot be eaten at all?

Bock thought to himself, in this case, he wouldn't need to suffer this kind of torture.

Bock comforted himself and repeatedly emphasized that he would just lick it and taste it!

Just one bite!

Since his body was tied up, Bock could only hold his head up with difficulty, and he stepped forward and took a hesitant lick.

The sweet and rich taste of polenta was transmitted to the brain through the taste buds on the tongue. Bock suddenly shivered. How could it be so delicious?

I must have the illusion that I am too hungry to have this illusion, but it actually doesn’t taste good at all!

Bock tried hard to convince himself.

Then, Bock thought of another question, what if the porridge was poisonous? He didn't think Ivan was so kind. Maybe Ivan was too young to be a killer, so he planned to poison himself!

After comforting himself again, Bock made up his mind and took a few more licks

A few minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and the small bowl of polenta in front of him had been licked clean.

Bock finally looked away

Anyway, after drinking the truth serum, I have already revealed everything I should and shouldn't say, so there seems to be no point in persisting like this. I might as well eat and drink enough every day and wait for the other party to give it to me. What a pleasure!

Why do people have to make things difficult for themselves?

Ivan on the other side had already borrowed the Hand of Glory from Asia, and wore an invisibility cloak and sneaked into the Bojinbok Magic Store.

It had been several days since his last visit. The badly damaged shop had been completely repaired, and the corpses and blood had already been disposed of by Aurors from the Ministry of Magic.

Although there were no Aurors patrolling the area, the cautious Ivan still put on an invisibility cloak to avoid being seen.

Ivan entered the basement and searched in the corner on the right for a while according to the tips given by Bock. Sure enough, he found the so-called secret door.

There is a strange gap on it, which is partially blocked by a stone table. If you don't pay close attention, you won't notice it at all.

Ivan took out the pendant and put it in. After a moment, a piece of wall in front of him suddenly shook and slowly dented.

Rumble

Along with a harsh friction sound, a dark passage was revealed.

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