The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Scott also overheard the two whispering, "Is it fashionable to wear Muggle clothes now...?"

"..."

Scott looked down at his outfit, which Emilia had decided for him, and felt somewhat helpless.

Just as he expected, as the two continued on their journey, they encountered more and more wizards, and more and more people began to focus their attention on him.

“I feel like a Muggle who has stumbled into the wizarding world,” he told Lucio.

Lucio laughed nonstop after hearing that.

After passing the row of dense concrete pillars, Scott saw a rough stone wall ahead, and outside the stone wall was a crooked Muggle guard post.

Another wizard sat in the guard booth, dozing off in a daze.

The way this man looked up at them was exactly the same as that of the "apartment manager".

“This is the entrance,” Lucio told Scott. “We can go straight in.”

With that, he strode forward and passed right through the wall.

Scott followed in his footsteps, also passing through the stone wall.

After darkness, Scott heard a lively, noisy sound. He opened his eyes to find himself surrounded by light.

The Wizard Street before me was bathed in sunlight, with dense buildings, shops, and bustling crowds, seemingly not much different from Diagon Alley in England.

But the biggest difference between here and Diagon Alley is a river.

The river, which is not very wide, meanders between different buildings, with countless stone bridges of various styles spanning it, and some wizards moving on the river in small boats.

“Look, that’s why that Wizard Street up there is always wet,” Lucio said, pointing to the river. “Because there’s an underground river hidden by the wizards.”

He then pointed to the blue sky and white clouds above, and the dazzling sun.

"Of course, the sky here is fake. The Ministry of Magic has cast a weather charm on this place to simulate all kinds of weather."

Scott looked up and said, "It's the same ceiling as the Great Hall at Hogwarts and the windows of the British Ministry of Magic."

"Oh, I guess wizards all over the world like to do that."

Lucio walked forward.

"Let's rent a small boat. It can sail automatically and take us to any shop we want to go to."

Scott had no objection.

The two arrived at a small dock, and Lucio quickly rented a boat from an old wizard with white hair.

Once they were aboard, Lucio fiddled with the brass rudder at the bow, and the small boat began to rock and sway.

Chapter 411 Zugalamudi's Secondhand Shop

Ding ding dong...

The copper bells hanging from the high, inward-curving bow of the boat jingled incessantly.

A bright orange wooden boat breaks through the quietly flowing water.

Scott placed a small lizard on his shoulder.

He sat at the stern of the boat, looking down at the clear and deep river.

Faintly visible among the soft, swaying water plants on the riverbed are tiny, twinkling lights, creating a dreamlike and beautiful scene.

At this moment, it feels like drifting on a starry river.

"It is a magical animal that lives only in this Olabida River."

Lucio turned around and leaned against the bow of the boat.

"Fluorescent fish have glowing organs on their heads."

He reached out and gently tapped the side of the boat.

"They can absorb and store all kinds of light, but they are afraid of real sunlight, which is fatal to them."

So, is living in underground rivers the only option?

Scott nodded knowingly.

"The Ministry of Magic forbids wizards from catching them without permission. If you're interested, I can take you to a pet store to buy a few to keep at home. Oh, and you'll need to buy a special fish tank to keep them alive."

Lucio spoke while gesturing.

"I suggest you put the fish tank on your desk. Yes, the biggest advantage of these fluorescent fish is that they can replace your desk lamp to some extent."

Seeing his beaming smile, Scott could only calmly reply, "Thank you for the introduction, but I don't want to keep this kind of pet."

Besides, what's the difference between raising this thing and raising bioluminescent jellyfish?

Lucio shrugged, not surprised by Scott's answer.

Next, he began to show Scott the shops lining both sides of the river.

Scott listened with great interest.

In fact, the goods in these shops are almost identical to those in Diagon Alley in England, with little difference except for the architectural style of the shops.

Because the underground river winds its way through the buildings along the street, the shops here often have windows facing the river in addition to their main entrances on the bank, making it much more convenient for wizards traveling by small boat to shop.

Lucio could probably tell that Scott didn't have much of a desire to shop, so he chose to be a competent tour guide who didn't recommend shopping.

Scott, with a tourist's mindset, sat comfortably on the boat, observing the bustling scene on both banks and the male and female wizards on other boats passing by them.

"Oh, I need to go to this secondhand store."

Lucio suddenly stopped the small boat at a small dock under a stone bridge.

Scott had no objection to this, and stood up with Lucio to go ashore and approach a small building that looked particularly gloomy and dilapidated.

[Zujaramudi Secondhand Store]

A wooden board with an unknown name was hanging crookedly on a rusty iron chain from a moss-covered, damp stone wall.

The open wooden door looked rotten, with clumps of deep, thick black stains on it resembling dried, congealed blood.

The light inside the door was dim, and half of the wooden shelves piled with clutter and looking like they were about to collapse were hidden in the shadows.

"what happened?"

Lucio, who was walking ahead, noticed that Scott had stopped and turned around to ask a question.

He looked around again, then smiled and said, "This place looks very run-down, well, a bit eerie, but it's my favorite shop."

As he said this, he leaned closer and lowered his voice.

"Things here are very cheap, and I've found some great deals here several times."

Scott looked at him unmoved. "I'm afraid you bought even more junk back with you."

"Ahem..." Lucio said somewhat awkwardly, "All I can say is that those are necessary costs."

“Whatever makes you happy.” Scott smiled at him. “Let’s go in and take a look.”

As he spoke, he stepped into the secondhand store first.

It has to be said that the inside and outside of this store seem like two different worlds.

Although the shop was dilapidated, it originally had glass windows, but those windows had become almost opaque due to a thick layer of dust, making the interior exceptionally dark.

Although the door was wide open, the artificial sunlight outside seemed to be afraid of something, illuminating only a small area in front of the door.

The interior lighting relied more on the candles that looked like they had burned down to their last on the mottled stone walls.

"Let's go treasure hunting separately, see you later."

Lucio said something softly, then rushed to the shelves and began to intently pick out the dusty, unappealing goods.

Scott glanced at him and then walked over to another shelf to take a look.

This secondhand store seems to sell everything: old books, old clothes, old stationery...

Most of them were haphazardly piled on the shelves, looking dirty and tattered, and in short, they did not arouse any desire to choose or buy them.

Scott glanced briefly at the pile of old books, but made no move to touch them.

He could imagine that if he pulled one of the books out of this pile of old books, it would raise a thick layer of dust.

Just thinking about it makes me feel suffocated.

“Oh, Scott.”

At that moment, Lucio called out to him.

"Take a look at this."

Scott turned his head and saw him holding a silver bracelet that was about to break between two fingers.

“This should be a damaged alchemical artifact, but it seems to be so badly damaged that I can’t easily tell what use it is,” he said with some distress. “If it’s just a common basic alchemical artifact, then its hidden rune circuits will be useless to me.”

Scott raised an eyebrow, reached out and took the blackened silver bracelet, examining it carefully with his magical senses.

"I can sense a little bit of it. It should be mainly related to [water], oh, and a little [light]. The specific effects of the magic circuits will only be known after you, the alchemist, successfully disassemble and restore them."

“Oh, this is fantastic! I’m going to buy it!” Lucio’s eyes lit up. “I have very few rune circuits related to [water] and [light].

He winked at Scott. "You know, we're always running out of credits."

Scott handed him the bracelet. "Doesn't Beauxbaton have this knowledge? Do you need to buy it all with credits from the [Knowledge Bank]?"

Lucio cautiously reached out and took it, then took out a handkerchief and placed it on his palm before putting the worn bracelet on the handkerchief.

"Beauxbatons will only teach us the basics. Our family has no alchemical lineage. If we want to advance further, we either need to be lucky enough to become an apprentice to an alchemist, or we'll have to find other ways."

His expression showed a hint of helplessness for a moment, but then he laughed heartlessly again.

"You should go and pick out some useful things too, my friend. You know, you have an advantage that no one else has."

Scott knew he was referring to his magical perception and nodded in acceptance of his kindness.

He hadn't looked closely before and didn't know that he could find secondhand magical items here. Now that he did, he couldn't help but pay more attention.

Compared to Lucio's careful selection of goods, his operation was much simpler and more brutal.

With his refined magical perception activated, he was able to pinpoint the location of all the products on the shelves that contained magical fluctuations. Even the weakest magical fluctuations could not escape Scott's focused and attentive perception.