Marvel’s Hogwarts Wizard

"This is different from what I imagined!"

When he came to the second basement, Jerry thought that the underground exchange below must be like the French Ministry of Magic he saw before, full of fantasy and romantic magic decoration style.

Who knew that it was so simple, even crude.

It was a huge enclosed space, and then more than twenty wizards wearing wizard robes sat cross-legged on the ground, and then placed carpets.

Yes, it was the simplest street stall. There were no shops or counters. The wizards spread a piece of black cloth on the ground and placed the items they wanted to sell.

And those wizards with the same purpose as him walked back and forth in front of these small stalls wearing masks, picking out the items they wanted.

After a moment of stupefaction, Jerry didn't worry too much. Anyway, he mainly came to pick out common magic items. It didn't make any difference to him whether the items were placed on the street stall or on the counter.

So, he also stepped into the group of wizards who were picking things.

"All kinds of highly poisonous potions and curse potions, just one drop can turn your hated wizards into bones!"

"Hand of glory, favorite of thieves and robbers, just put a candle in the dark place as long as you can see the light! Ring of curses, give it to your friend, and you can attend his funeral the next day!"

Jerry walked past the stalls one by one, listening to the stall owners' hard work introducing the prohibited magic items that were not allowed to be sold by the Ministry of Magic.

Among them, he also saw bags, boxes, and suitcases made with alchemy and the Untraceable Stretching Curse. Unfortunately, after careful inspection, the one with the largest space inside was not one-tenth the size of the box in his hand.

This made him sigh, to be able to become a Hogwarts professor, the strength of Quirrell really surpassed these wizards by a large margin. But then he thought of Newt's suitcase from Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being a master who can make a few gestures with Grindelwald, and it is estimated that the Untrace Stretching Curse has also been practiced to the top.

Halfway through the walk, his eyes suddenly glanced at a pair of gloves on the right side of the stall, sensing the magical fluctuations on them, a smile appeared on his face.

The things I wanted to buy today have finally arrived.

"How do you sell this pair of gloves?"

Jerry walked over and knelt down and asked.

The owner of the stall is a dry old man with white hair and one missing tooth. When he saw Jerry asking about gloves, he replied in a low voice:

"Five hundred gold Galleons!"

Jerry frowned. He knew that the gloves were port keys, but the price of five hundred galleons was really not cheap. Regardless of his monthly salary of five hundred Galleons, that was completely a special case.

The salary of a normal national Quidditch team member is only 300 a month, and this is considered very high. After all, the salary of an ordinary Auror is only 140 Galleons a month.

And this pair of Portkeys is worth more than three months' salary of an ordinary Auror.

"Portkeys are not something ordinary wizards can make. Among all the stalls here, I am the only one who sells portkeys. If you want them, you won't bargain for five hundred gold Galleons!"

The old wizard glanced at Jerry, and replied calmly.

"Okay, I want this pair of portkeys!"

Jerry picked up the gloves and was ready to pay.

In fact, he could bargain again. Although only the old wizard sold the door keys here, not many people would buy the door keys. The pair of door keys in the old wizard's hand probably hadn't been sold for a long time.

Because the Portkey is teleported point-to-point, under normal circumstances you can go to the Ministry of Magic to apply for it for very little money. Only those wizards who are wanted, or banned from leaving the country by the Ministry of Magic, need such Portkeys.

But this kind of people generally don't buy the portkeys themselves, because the use process of the portkeys will be monitored by the Ministry of Magic of each country. As soon as you use the front feet, the back feet will be surrounded by Aurors.

The only way is to find smugglers who specialize in smuggling business, because they have established relationships behind their backs, and using their door keys will not be monitored, it just costs a little more money.

However, Jerry didn't go to haggle over the price, it was unnecessary, he really needed the pair of portkeys very much, so if you come and go again, there will be no more problems.

"There are Aurors, run!"

Just as Jerry took out half of the money, an urgent voice suddenly came from the other side of the stairs.

Turning his head to look, it was the French wizard who blocked the door just now.

After the French wizard finished his loud announcement, an apparition disappeared in place.

Afterwards, more than a dozen Aurors rushed in from the stairs.

"Swipe! Brush! Brush! Brush.".

The wizards next to Jerry used apparition to flee the scene as soon as they heard the news, and those wizards who set up street stalls seemed to be accustomed to it, and they also started to apparate when they picked up the street stalls.

Now, Jerry finally understands why this place is traded in the form of street stalls. It is easy to evacuate because the Aurors are here! "Your money is fine!"

Looking back, he found that the old wizard had already apparated away with his own things, so Jerry had no choice but to throw the Portkey and Gallon into his own box space.

For the old wizard, refining the Portkey was not a difficult task. It would be a big deal to refine another one after a while, but if he was caught by the Auror, he would have to stay in it for a few years.

"Barbie Q, I can't apparate!"

Seeing that except for a few wizards who reacted slowly, they were hit by Auror with the sleeping spell, and all of them escaped with Apparition, Jerry couldn't help but feel dizzy.

He hasn't learned apparation yet, and now he can only rely on his agility to avoid the occasional magical attacks from the opposite Auror while thinking of ways to escape.

"That wizard on the other side, please stop resisting immediately!"

At this time, those who could escape all used Apparition to escape, and those who failed to escape also fell to the ground under the stun spell.

Jerry stood there on the entire second basement floor, neither using Apparition to escape nor being knocked down by the Stunning Curse.

So, now a dozen Aurors all pointed their wands at Jerry.

"It seems that the only thing we can do is to force it, let's not make a fuss!"

Looking around, the only exit was blocked by Aurors. Jerry raised his hands with a smile on his face, indicating that he didn't have a wand to relax the vigilance of the other side, but actually he secretly chanted a spell:

"Smoke!'

A burst of thick smoke instantly flooded the entire second basement floor.

The Auror on the opposite side didn't expect that Jerry could cast the spell without a wand, so he was a little taken aback. However, they reacted very quickly. With a wave of the spell, a gust of wind blew past, dissipating all the smoke in an instant.

However, Jerry did not appear in the basement at this time.

"Reveal quickly!"