Dingling ring

As Ivan walked in, the pleasant doorbell rang,

In the Black Magic Store, Aisia supported her cheeks with her hands, sat leisurely inside the counter and looked at her handwritten note. After noticing Ivan's not very good-looking face, she quipped.

"How is it? You're not scared by the dementor's appearance?"

Since Ivan was not injured, he was just as a little dust was stained with the attic, so Aisia didn't notice anything unusual.

"No, I think it might be scared by me." Ivan rolled his eyes, and a dementor was just hiding in the box and not coming out.

"Is that right? Just don't have nightmares at night." Aisha smiled. She didn't believe it. Thinking about the first time Ivan saw the dementor, it should be very interesting, but unfortunately she didn't see it.

"By the way, mom, do you know Dean Dougt's past experience?" Ivan asked instead without much slap in this topic.

Although he received the money and was still hesitating whether to reveal his experience in the battle just now, it did not mean that he could not ask about other things.

"When did you become so interested in him? Didn't you always dislike Dean Dougt?" Aisha put together the notes on the table and said suspiciously.

"I was just a little surprised when I heard someone calling him a mad dog." Ivan said.

"Did he behave very angry?" Aisha was not surprised, but just smiled.

"It's almost the same." Ivan thought of the old witch who sold his nightshade blood. Dougt almost pushed the other party's head into the cauldron because of this sentence.

Ivan didn't understand the conflict with the fairy afterwards. He knew too little information, so he didn't know whether it was because of the coward in the last sentence, or because he was cheated a lot while playing cards with the fairy with the stall owner, Jin Jialong, so he took action.

Aisha thought about it and then said.

"I don't know much about this matter. I only know that he was dismissed from the St. Mungo Magic Injury Hospital for some things more than ten years ago."

"Later, Dougt entered the overturned alley, and because of a little thing, he broke a wizard's arm with a spell, causing a lot of trouble, so everyone started calling him that."

More than ten years ago, Dougette was only about 30 years old and became the deputy director of the St. Mungo Magic Injury Hospital?

Ivan was shocked. Thinking of the photos and medals he saw at Dougt's house, it was hard to imagine how this guy had fallen to this point.

Next, Ivan asked Dougt about information, except for knowing that the family he was in, all the rest were trivial things.

Seeing that I couldn't ask anything, Ivan talked about gossip information after speaking.

"Mom, then how did you meet Dean Dougt? I think he seems to like you very much."

"He likes himself more than he likes me!" Aisha replied angrily, and then glanced suspiciously at the potion bag in Ivan's hand.

"How much did you charge him today?"

Aisia's eyes became more and more dangerous, because she discovered that Ivan did not come back empty-handed.

"I just borrowed dozens of gold gallons." Ivan said guiltily, and then showed the bracelet hanging on his left hand before Aisia broke out.

"I think this thing may be of some use, so I bought it in the Wizards Market and spent thirty-five gold gallons. There seems to be ancient magic texts on it. You can see if it can be repaired or parsed out."

Aisia took the bracelet off Ivan's left hand, and after a while of careful look, she couldn't take her eyes away.

"How is it? Isn't it a loss?" Ivan has always been worried about it. He doubted whether he had been cheated, because when he left the small stall, the short witch smiled happily.

"This bracelet will be damaged if it is used once at most," Aisia quickly saw it, and then continued.

"However, some of the magic texts on this are not recorded here, and they have high research value. After analyzing the meanings of these magic texts, they may be able to repair them."

"You can buy thirty-five gold gallons, which means you are lucky." Aisha praised.

"Demonic text arrangement? What is that?" Ivan remembered the magic wand in his hand and the storage box containing the dementors. The magic texts on it seemed to be arranged in a specific way.

Aisha didn't hide it and explained.

In general, the foundation of a magic item store is the number of magic texts analyzed and the magic text arrangement formulas that you understand.

The former is the basis of everything, but if you want to release magic power, you still have to rely on specific magic text arrangement methods.

Generally, magical items produced are inscribed with magical text inside the items. Once someone tries to analyze, there is a possibility of damage.

After all, every new magical formula is developed by the producers for time and effort, and is very precious.

But everything has exceptions, and those magic items processed later are not convenient to hide. For example, when transforming the magic wand, it is impossible to dismantle the wand. It can only be burned on the surface, and at most, the arrangement of the magic texts is encrypted to a certain extent, increasing the difficulty of cracking.

After getting some new magic scripts, Aisha was in a good mood, and she didn't even care about Ivan's borrowing money to buy a lot of things back.

After having a pretty sumptuous dinner together, Aisha immediately returned to the work area with a bracelet, preparing to analyze the meaning of the magic text. Before leaving, she could prepare to learn some basic magic text arrangement knowledge in the past two days.

Back in the room alone, Ivan placed the purchased potion, and then continued to practice the escort of the gods.

In the previous two battles, Ivan discovered that this bloodline magic consumed too much magic power, especially when it was physicalized and recovered after being severely damaged.

This led to a battle that only a few times were used. Ivan could only expect that after the level of the Hushen Guard would be increased, the magic power would be consumed less.

However, after practicing for a while, Ivan found that the slow growth of proficiency was almost stagnant. It seemed that he still had to find a dementor to practice.

Ivan also remembered at this time. It seemed that there were some ancient magical texts on Dougt's box that contained the dementors. Then he could take them to study them.

At the same time, Ivan was also struggling with whether he needed to tell Aisha about the matter in the wizard market, because he always felt that Dougt was not very reliable.

What can you say, how should you say?

Fortunately, Ivan soon didn't have to worry about it, because in one or two days, Dougt's great achievements had already spread in the alley. Even Aisha, who often stayed in the work area to study the new magic script, heard the news.
Chapter completed!