Hogwarts: My Spell Infinite Derivation

Chapter 32 The Unicorn Horn, Who Made Me Kind-Hearted?

Inside Gringotts.

The fairy inside the counter looked at the several wizards in black robes outside with a surprised expression and asked again to confirm.

"Gentlemen, are you sure you want to mortgage your property, wands, and all the magical items you possess?"

"If you are unable to return them by the due date, according to the agreement, they will all belong to Gringotts."

The dark wizards said impatiently.

"Yes, that's right, stop asking and just give us the deposit in Galleons."

While waiting at the counter, they kept glancing outside, appearing quite anxious.

After all, who knows if other competitors will also be eyeing this lucrative opportunity?

If someone else beats them to it, then all their efforts will have been in vain.

When the fairy saw them like this, a strange look flashed in her eyes.

It chuckled.

"Gentlemen, please don't be in such a hurry. Judging from your appearance, you must have a big business deal to make, which is why you're here to take out a mortgage loan."

"I want to congratulate you on your fortune first."

"But to be honest, the wand, the property, and a few magical items don't really amount to many Galleons as collateral. Are you sure that's enough?"

"After all, you're all people who run big businesses. What if you run out of Galleons and can't keep up with cash flow? Wouldn't that be a problem?"

Several dark wizards exchanged glances upon hearing this, showing some hesitation.

Indeed, to lure Ciel out of the Leaky Cauldron and have him go with them, they would definitely need to offer something quite valuable.

You can find these things in Knockdown Lane, but they get more and more expensive.

They weren't entirely sure if the Galleons they had mortgaged would be enough to buy such items.

At that moment, a look of eagerness appeared on the fairy's face.

"Here's what we've done. Gringotts recently launched a new service called leveraged lending."

"In this way, you can obtain far more Galleons than usual."

"As for the cost, the interest will be slightly higher, and the consequences of not being able to repay on time will be more troublesome."

"But as long as we can pay it back, it won't be a problem. This is the best way to solve the funding shortage."

Under the fairy's persuasion, the hesitation on the faces of the dark wizards gradually turned into determination.

Indeed, as long as Ciel is tied up, tens of thousands of Galleons would be easily obtained.

Will we still be worried about not being able to repay Gringotts' loan then?

"Leverage, right? Starting at five times?"

"No, five times is too little, ten times..."

"Fine, max it out, just max it out!"

Soon, the dark wizards who had signed the Gringotts Agreement left Gringotts carrying bulging bags of money, their faces showing excitement and anticipation.

"With this money, we can buy some really good stuff to lure Shire out!"

"We're going to become rich!"

……

That night.

Ciel was still in his room browsing through the many magic books he had bought from Flourish and Blotts.

A deep blue notification would occasionally flash through his mind, telling him that he had obtained materials in a certain field, and that deduce the corresponding knowledge could reduce the consumption of deduction points.

Meanwhile, next to Shire, an assembly line was in operation.

This production line was created by him using transformation magic; the raw materials were vases, tables, chairs, plates, and so on in the room.

Now, however, they have been turned by Sharl into an assembly line that continuously transports magical items from the boxes to Sharl's mouth.

In this way, Charles can both flip through books to obtain materials and open his mouth to swallow magical items and gain deduction points.

This is so much more convenient!

Even Charles couldn't help but sigh.

"Magic really does change lives."

The only downside is that these magical items are all common, mass-produced items. Most of them are shorthand quills or prank items like nosebleed nougat, with weak magic power and none containing powerful magic.

Despite the continuous input, Xia Er's total number of deduction points still soared significantly compared to before, reaching nearly 80,000 points again.

But recalling the joy of drinking the Ascension Potion and feasting in the dream world of R'lyeh, Ciel still felt a sense of loss.

"I don't know when I'll be able to go back to those days."

"Dark, my dear Dark, I miss you so much."

"And R'lyeh, my dream paradise, let me go there for another meal... oh no, let me take one last look."

Just as Charles was reminiscing and feeling sentimental, there was a knock on his door; it was a message from old Tom.

"Mr. Charles, someone in the lobby is looking for you. He says he might have something you like."

Charles raised an eyebrow, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

I don't seem to know anyone in the magic world, and I don't have many friends.

Why did you come looking for me so late?

He secretly became more vigilant.

However, after thinking for a moment, Charles still walked out of the room.

If this person can actually offer something that interests me, then meeting him wouldn't hurt.

With so many trump cards at his disposal, no matter what schemes the opponent may have, Charles is not afraid of ordinary wizards.

Immediately, Charles arrived at the Leaky Cauldron's main hall and met a middle-aged wizard who looked honest and unassuming.

The wizard's face was full of humility and unease, revealing a sense of ingratiation, and he looked like an honest person who was often bullied.

At that moment, when the wizard saw Charles come out, he carefully took out a package from his bosom and smiled ingratiatingly.

"Are you Mr. Charles?"

"I heard you bought a lot of magical items in Diagon Alley, and I remembered that I seem to have a few heirlooms at home. I was wondering if you would be willing to buy them."

As he spoke, a bitter expression appeared on his face.

"It's embarrassing to admit, but my daughter is also starting school at Hogwarts this year, but I can't even afford to buy her a new wand."

"If you accept my things, I can buy her a new wand and a new robe."

Charles listened to the middle-aged wizard's words and nodded repeatedly, his expression seemingly filled with emotion.

But Charles sneered inwardly.

Such stories might have worked in the 1990s, but he had heard them countless times in his previous life, so how could he believe them so easily?

He firmly believed that truly suffering and distressed people rarely show their predicaments and pain to others.

If someone is eager to tell a stranger something like this, especially something related to money, it's 99% likely a scam.

Charles believes in truth, goodness, and beauty, but he never hesitates to assume the worst about others.

Immediately, his gaze fell upon the package.

When the middle-aged wizard opened the package, Sharl's pupils contracted slightly.

There is a tiny horn inside.

Ciel had been reading a lot of papers about Animagus these past few days, and since Transfiguration also involves a lot of animal characteristics, Ciel immediately recognized that it was the horn of a young unicorn.

Although it has been there for quite some time and its magic is far less than it was when the unicorn had just died, this item is still a treasure.

Most importantly, the magical world passed a resolution a long time ago to prohibit the hunting of unicorns for their horns, so unicorn horns are extremely rare and prohibited items.

As soon as this item was taken out, Charles was completely certain that the honest-looking middle-aged wizard opposite him was definitely not a kind person.

This unicorn horn is clearly a lure to tempt me.

It must have been really tough on the other party, having gone to such lengths to set up such a scheme against a mere wizard like myself, and even putting on a pretty good performance.

Charles's expression shifted, and he chuckled.

"Oh, this is a bull's horn, it's not worth much."

"However, sir, I do feel sorry for your daughter. How about this: I'll accept your horned bull horn for three Galleons, and you can go buy your daughter a wand instead?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged black wizard opposite him clenched his fists, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes, while he was already cursing inwardly.

The horn of a bull?

This is clearly a unicorn horn, which I bought in Knockout Alley for 500 Galleons!

As a result, this Ciel immediately said it was the horn of a bull-horned beast, and only gave him three Galleons.

Damn, this little wizard is even darker than the dark wizard!

However, this also confirms that such shameless behavior is either from noble birth, wealthy merchant family, or a bureaucratic family within the Ministry of Magic.

After all, a normal person wouldn't do something so shameless!

Then, the middle-aged black wizard felt a surge of relief.

Fortunately, I maxed out my leverage at Gringotts and managed to get more Galleons, which allowed me to buy a few more items.

Otherwise, even buying just one unicorn horn wouldn't be enough to satisfy the greed of this little wizard, Charles!

Immediately, he put on a surprised expression and said.

"Three Galleons? That's wonderful! My daughter can buy a new wand now!"

"However, we haven't figured out how to pay for the new robes and textbooks yet. But I have a few similar items at home, all passed down from my ancestors, only they're bigger than this and inconvenient to bring over."

"Mr. Charles, my home is nearby. Why don't you come with me to my house?"

Charles sneered inwardly.

As expected, I was trying to lure him out. It seems I've been quite conspicuous in Diagon Alley these past few days.

It's really impressive how they came up with this plan. If it were any other little wizard, they might have been fooled and easily fooled.

However, Charles still had a question in his mind.

Unicorn horns are very valuable; even the horn of a young unicorn can cost at least several hundred Galleons, and you need to have connections to buy it.

Judging from the situation, the other party has prepared some other bait, which is probably no less valuable than a unicorn horn.

That adds up to at least a thousand and several hundred Galleons.

This is not considered poor in the magical world. Why would someone with so much money take such a risk?

But after a moment, Charles suppressed his doubts.

Who cares? Since they're after me, if I don't take the bait, what's the point?

After consuming several magical materials resembling unicorn horns, the deduction points will definitely exceed 100,000, perhaps even 150,000.

In this way, even if we were to forcibly perform a second simulation of the Animagus Transfiguration Technique, there would be plenty of time.

So Charles pretended to be hesitant, first snatching the unicorn horn from the other person's hand and stuffing it into his own pocket. Then he pondered for a while before finally sighing.

"Alright, I'll go with you and take a look."

"There's nothing I can do; I'm just too kind-hearted."

The middle-aged wizard opposite him was grinding his back teeth to powder.

You call this kindness?

Damn your head!

But she still gritted her teeth and squeezed out a tearful word of gratitude.

"Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Charles, you are so kind-hearted."

"Thank you on behalf of my daughter."

However, the middle-aged dark wizard had already made up his mind.

Once Ciel enters the Tumbler Alley, he promises to show Ciel what cruelty truly means!

(End of this chapter)