Hogwarts: Nagini captured at the start

Chapter 9 First Upgrade

Robin has a background in computer science, and his knowledge of metals is limited to distinguishing iron, copper, aluminum, gold, and silver; he knows nothing about anything else.

But there's something that can help you tell!

He picked up a fist-sized, dark piece of metal and threw it into the central axis of the giant Rubik's Cube.

Instantly, a beam of light shot out from in front of the Rubik's Cube.

[Cultivation Value +15, Cube Level: lv1 (15/1000)]

Robin stared at the "scrap metal" with gleaming eyes. He had no interest in becoming an alchemist; he'd rather...

Cultivation value +5, Cultivation value +25, Cultivation value +30, Cultivation value +7

After all the "scrap metal" was thrown into the central axis, the Rubik's Cube level on the light screen became lv2 (3/5000).

At the same time, a new feature has been unlocked – Magic Scan (once a day, each time for a limited time of 10 seconds)!

The "Magic Scan" function is more like a feature added to Robin than to the Rubik's Cube itself!

Once this feature is activated, all items within Robin's field of vision will be marked with their cultivation value, which is comparable to the X-ray vision of the protagonist in a gambling novel.

However, it has limitations on the number of times it can be used and the duration of use!

10 seconds!

That's not short at all!

If used properly, it can definitely produce great results.

Now that the guys in the vault have finished exploring, it's time to go out and reunite with the Weasleys.

Luo Bin silently recited "collect and store," and stored all the items in the vault into the storage space next to the giant Rubik's Cube. Then, he stepped out of the vault.

As he stepped out of the vault, the dark barrier once again blocked the way inside, and the vanished door gradually reappeared.

Once the door was completely restored to its original state, Robin went to find the fairy Rozette and returned to the hall in a magic trolley.

boom!

The white-haired fairy, bumped into by a clumsy little fairy, rubbed its aching shoulder and said seriously, "Holy crap!"

"Holy crap, is this a newly developed magic spell by some reclusive great wizard?" the impetuous little sprite asked curiously.

"Yes, the 'Holy shit' spell is popular in Cornwall; it has..."

Luo Bin saw the fairy who had just been standing on the high stool now putting on the airs of a headmaster, explaining the origin, effects, and usage of the "Holy shit" spell to the clear-eyed, foolish little fairy, and couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

"That Kodak fellow, he learned a new spell and didn't even teach his old friend first! I've got to settle this score with him. Pull the pin, get Mr. Lestrange out!"

Pull-Ring, a low-ranking goblin, trotted forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Yes, Mr. Rothschild! Please come with me, Mr. Lestrange!"

As Luo Bin walked out of the hall and reached the silver door, he could still hear the sounds of "Holy crap!" coming from inside the hall.

"Robin, how was it? Not so pleasant riding in that stroller, was it?"

Ms. Molly caught sight of the black-haired, black-eyed boy coming out and rushed forward to ask him with concern.

Recalling the embarrassment he felt when he first got off the stroller, Robin coughed awkwardly a few times.

"Cough cough! I'm alright, except for a slight dizziness, I don't have any other symptoms. How about Ron and Ginny?"

Ms. Molly pointed to a spot not far away and sighed, "Look, there they are, all glued to the shop window like they're possessed!"

Robin stepped forward and found Ginny's face pressed against the shop window, staring longingly at a pink diamond-encrusted hair clip shaped like a bow. Ron's posture and expression were exactly the same as his sister's, except that he was staring at a "Cannon Team" co-branded cannon.

"Do you want it?"

"Yes!" "Yes!" the brother and sister answered in unison.

"Then..."

"No, we can't buy it! It's too expensive! Ten Galleons! You know, Ollivander's wands only cost seven Galleons each. Expensive! Too expensive!"

Ron, regaining his senses, quickly shook his head.

"Ginny, that hair clip you've got your eye on is way cheaper than the 'Artillery Squad's' cannons!"

"One Galleon can buy a set of third-hand clothing, a rusty cauldron, and dozens of old textbooks."

Ginny counted them off softly and sweetly on her fingers.

"Ginny, stop counting. These aren't things you should be worrying about at your age. We'll get the hair clips. Come on, let's go get things for Ron and Robin."

"Okay, Mom!"

As Ginny was led away by Ms. Molly, she still gazed longingly at the pink diamond hair clip.

Before long, the four arrived at Madam Malkin's Robe Shop. Madam Malkin, dressed in purple and slightly plump, measured Robin's size and then began cutting the fabric.

Before long, three sets of plain black work robes, a plain black pointed hat, a pair of protective gloves made of dragon skin, a black winter cloak with silver buttons, and a nameplate engraved with the words "Robin Lestrange" were handed to Robin.

He tried it on; it fit him perfectly, and the material felt very comfortable. With the pointed hat on and the black witch's robe draped over his shoulders, his aura as a magician instantly rose significantly.

However, Ms. Molly, who was short of money and had to be very careful with her money, only spent one nut at Mrs. Malkin's shop. She bought a plaque engraved with "Ron Weasley".

She planned to alter Bill's old robe for Ron, and the rest of the gloves, hat, and cloak were all bought from secondhand stores, as were the textbooks, crucible, telescope, and balance.

To avoid hurting Ron's pride, Robin also picked out a few items at the secondhand store!

After leaving the secondhand store, the four of them went to Flourish and Blotts, Slug & Giggs Pharmacy, Ee-la-Owl Shop, and finally arrived at Ollivander's Wand Shop.

The relationship between wizards, magic, and wands can be summarized in one sentence: wizards use wands to cast spells.

A magic wand – that's exactly what Robin has been dreaming of.

Ollivanders Wand Shop was small and dilapidated. The gold lettering on the door had peeled off more than half of its surface, and the window was covered with a layer of dark yellow dust. When you pushed open the glass door, you could hear the tinkling of bells.

The store was small, with only one bench for customers to rest. Ms. Molly pulled Ginny to sit on the bench, while Ron leaned against the bar, curiously examining the tens of thousands of narrow boxes behind it.

The long, narrow boxes slid from the floor to the ceiling, and Robin knew that each box contained a unique magic wand.

"Good morning, gentlemen. Who is here to choose a wand?"

A soft voice came from under the bar. Click, click, and an old man with gray hair but unusually bright eyes stood up from behind the bar, supporting his lower back. Ron was startled and sat back down on the bench, his little hands tightly gripping Ms. Molly's dress.

"Hello, I want to pick a magic wand!" Robin said.

The old man gave Robin a sharp look, then pulled a measuring tape from his pocket. "Which arm do you plan to use to wield the wand?"

"Left hand, I'm left-handed!"

"Come on, raise your arms. Okay, that's right, just like that!"

Ollivander measured Robin's shoulder width, then the length from his shoulder to his fingertips, then from his elbow to his wrist, from his shoulder to the floor, from his armpit to his knee, from his forehead to his philtrum, from his left nostril to his right nostril, and finally his head circumference.

(End of this chapter)