I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

A disguise magus that can transform into someone else?Or a born master of transfiguration?

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at the standard wand that was broken by Li Lin and thrown on the ground.

The wand is also made of pine wood, with dragon nerves inside. In theory, this is the most acceptable wand material: pine wood will accept new methods and spells without rejection, and dragon nerves can transmit magic power, and Easier to accept new owners.

The vision that just appeared proved that this docile wand was strongly resisting Li Lin's use, and even interfered with the release of the secret. As a result, Li Lin had to break the wand in his hand before he could use the invisible technique normally.

Li Lin's expression moved slightly, and he squatted down and pulled out the dragon's nerve from the broken part of the wand. After a few seconds, Sirius watched Li Lin use the dragon's nerve to flip the flower rope happily.

This scene is too powerful.

On the dark green desktop, the secret data has changed.

[Second-order secret: mottled mimicry]

[Level: Canon]

[Sex: Moth]

[My face is soft, my bones are malleable, my skin is as curled as a leaf, and every mimicry is further away from my true self. 】

[Safe use times: 2 times. 】

[Fixed appearance: "Immortal Black Snake". 】

[No need to consume times to use the fixed appearance! 】

Li Lin realized the true value of this secret, that is to say, he can open three vests!

what does that mean?It means that Li Lin alone can do four times as many bad things!

One Li Lin can blow up Azkaban, four Li Lin...it's unimaginable.

There was a sinister smile on the corner of Li Lin's mouth. Seeing his smile, Sirius couldn't help shivering, realizing that someone he had never met before might be in trouble.

"In this case, I suggest that we go to Diagon Alley first."

Just as Li Lin was about to reach out to touch the portkey, Sirius suddenly spoke.

"A magic wand is always very important to a wizard. Even the...mysterious man needs a powerful wand. Although you can cast the Unforgivable Curse silently without a wand, a handy wand can help You are more."

"Believe me."

Sirius said sincerely, he didn't know if he was stimulated by Li Lin's use of the dragon's nervous rope.

The wand has always been a wizard's best friend, who would pull out his best friend's spine and put it in his hand?

"There doesn't seem to be a dragon's nerve in the wand, does it?" Li Lin asked maliciously.

"Of course..." Sirius didn't know how to answer for a while, Li Lin looked like he was addicted to sticking out his magic wand.

"Okay, bring the money and let's go." Li Lin greeted Sirius, and they both reached out and pressed the lid of the teapot at the same time.

The moment his palm touched the teapot, Li Lin felt as if his stomach was being dragged forward by a hook. He turned his head and found that Sirius also looked constipated.

The surrounding landscape begins to fold, twist, and elongate into abstract lines.

Destination, Knockturn Alley.

86 Beating an Innocent Black Wizard at the Beginning

"The pattern of Knockturn Alley is different from that of Diagon Alley outside: there are a few dim yellow lights hanging at the door of every storefront, both outside and inside, it seems to be immersed in darkness, and the shopkeeper hides behind the counter Fake sleep, with a magic wand in his waist, in case he draws it out for a fight at a critical moment."

"Wandering dark wizards, whenever they have spare money on hand, they will always spend four Galleons here to search for treasures. This was before Voldemort's rampage, and now it has risen to ten Galleons. If there are more than a dozen Garen, you can get a few more gifts."

"But most of these dark wizards are mudbloods, and they probably don't have such affluence. Only purebloods walk into Borgin Burke's store slowly, wanting to buy a few expensive antiques, and enjoy them slowly... ...Why, I haven't had time to recite the full text and write it silently."

In the dark corner of Knockturn Alley, Li Lin casually threw the fragments of the Portkey into the gutter.

They had slammed into the wall just now, and Sirius had shattered the Portkey as well.

Although the Portkey has been enchanted, it has not become extremely tough and can still be destroyed by normal methods.

This Portkey will be destroyed sooner or later, no matter who it is now, it is impossible to find traces of their escape.

But that's clearly not the source of their trouble.

Sirius drew out his wand and watched vigilantly at the dark wizards who surrounded him with malicious intentions.

They do spray potions that reduce attention, but gray tar is not an invisibility cloak.

Not to mention that they appeared in full view of the black wizards holding the portkeys, and more importantly, Li Lin's inexplicable narration was scolding the bald man in the group of monks.

A dark wizard came out from the crowd, holding an eleven-inch wand in his right hand, pointing at Li Lin.

"You must pay the price for your unscrupulous words."

The black wizard said in a cold voice, "Either you pay us twenty Galleons each, or you obediently accept our curse..."

Sirius held up his wand, roughly counted the number of people, and felt a chill in his heart.

There were nearly thirty dark wizards here, and they didn't have that many Galleons in total.

Seeing that Sirius and Li Lin had no intention of paying, the black wizards quickly raised their wands.

"Incendio!"

"Knee-Reversal!"

"Expulso!"

"Locomotor Mortis!"

"Stupefy!"

Dozens of magic spells flew towards Li Lin and Sirius, and voices rang out from the side: "Well done, Paul, turning that guy who talked nonsense into a slug!"

The wizards on the sidelines shouted, "It's unbelievable. It's the first time I've seen a black wizard fighting in groups when he first came to Knockturn Alley."

Someone laughed loudly: "Newcomers always bring us surprises, but Paul is not like those werewolves. He has a sense of control. These two will probably be thrown into Diagon Alley after the last Nat is stripped off. ..."

As soon as the words fell, the scorching green light suddenly filled the space, drowning Paul's group and their spells.

All bystanders fell into a daze at the same time.

wow-

A torrential rain of Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts fell overhead, along with fragments of wands and robes.

Panic shouts rang out from all around.

Li Lin raised his hand to block the money that fell on his head, and took a few breaths fiercely.

Noticing that the bystanders were staring at him in a daze, Master Li felt upset immediately, and stared back viciously:

"What are you looking at! Instead of surrendering, they dare to fight back!"

The green light reflected on the retina slowly dissipated, and a no-man's land with a diameter of ten meters was formed around Li Lin and Sirius. There was a layer of coins on the ground, but no one dared to come up to rob.

"Who else!"

Li Lin raised his hands, and the green light rose up in his palms and shot straight to the eaves above his head, destroying everything he passed. From a distance, it looked like two indescribable shit-green tentacles.

All the dark wizards in the street were silent, their faces were ugly: the curse in this bastard's hand looked like a killing curse, but how could a killing curse crush inanimate objects?

What's more, the bastard didn't say the words of the Killing Curse, nor did he draw his wand...not even the Dark Lord himself could cast the Killing Curse silently without a wand.

Li Lin was very satisfied with the effect, and then looked at the few people standing at the entrance of Diagon Alley, hesitating whether to act first.

As far as their eyes could see, the black wizards retreated into a blank space, for fear that they would be shot to death by Li Lin's two green light tentacles.

Li Lin clicked his tongue lightly, signaling Sirius to collect the money.

In view of the fact that the inheritance of Paul and his group is too rich, Sirius only picked up the Gold Gallon and a part of the Silver Sickles, and his purse was full.

"let's go."

Li Lin put away the green light in his hands, and the tentacles disappeared without a trace in an instant. Sirius followed closely behind, and the two walked out of Knockturn Alley.

The remaining dark wizards looked at each other, and after confirming that Li Lin would not return suddenly, they quickly threw themselves on the ground and began to pick up the money.

After coming to Diagon Alley, both the environment and the surrounding crowd changed instantly.

The potion that had been dropped on them in advance began to take effect, and they successfully entered the surging crowd.

Since Li Lin and Sirius came out from Knockturn Alley at the back, they saw the famous wand shop at a glance.

Under normal circumstances, new students have to pass by Madam Malkin's Robe Store, Lihen Bookstore, Partridge's Cauldron Store, and Yila Owl Store before arriving at the place where they buy their wands.

The wand shop is small and dilapidated, and the gold lettering on the door has peeled off. It reads Ollivander: Fine Wands Since 382 BC.

A wand stood alone on a faded purple upholstery in a dusty window.

"As the saying goes, the smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley." Sirius stood in front of the door and sighed, "Ollivander is the best wand maker I have ever seen, even the mysterious man used his wand. Wands. The first wands of all English wizards were made by Ollivander."

"There are only 5000 of you in the British wizarding community."

Li Lin disdainfully twisted his mouth, pushed the door open and entered, and the wind chime hanging on the door frame made a crisp sound.

Ding Ning Ding Ning Ding Ning——

Hearing the familiar voice, Li Lin raised his head, then pinched the tongue of the magic wind chime that was ringing non-stop on the door frame, and the green light on his fingertips shone.

"Sing well, don't sing again next time."

The magic wind chime trembled all over.

"Have guests?" An old man turned from behind the wall of wand boxes, his pale eyes as bright as the moon.

He is the famous wand maker, the contemporary Ollivander.

He widened his eyes and looked carefully at the two guests wearing classical robes in front of him. After a stalemate for a while, Ollivander finally sighed helplessly.

"Guests... if you don't put your hoods down, I have no way of judging which wand you should use."

"Well, I... I don't need it." Sirius replied in a deliberately hoarse voice, "It's my companion who desperately needs a wand."

Li Lin put down his hood with a hippie smile.

Ollivander's eyes widened.

"I've never met you, but you're definitely an adult... so what was your previous wand made of?"

"Huh?" Li Lin frowned, and stretched out his hands from under his sleeve robe, which was turning the flower rope.

In his hands, the dragon's nerve turned into the Eiffel Tower for a while, and the swastika flag for a while, in a variety of ways.

Ollivander clutched his chest and backed away again and again, almost reciting it in one breath.

87 Impressive ([-] in [-])

As one of the world's leading wandmakers, Ollivander could tell at a glance that the dragon's nerve was part of the wand he made himself.

The old man stood up tremblingly supporting the table.

"Guest, please don't play with it like this." Ollivander's white eyebrows drooped pitifully, his voice sounded almost heartbreaking, and Sirius bowed his head in shame.

"I remember it . . . it was a set of service wands I made myself, twenty-seven of them, all of pine, eleven inches long--two of which were eleven-and-a-half inches--in which embedded in the dragon's nerves."

Ollivander sighed deeply: "Every Ollivander wand is unique, because their essence lies in the core of the wand - the heart nerve of unicorn hair, phoenix tail feathers and fire dragon."

"There are no identical unicorns, phoenixes, and fire dragons in this world, but for that batch of wands, I used the rare three-headed fire dragon nerves. They share seven hearts. The huge nerves can support me to complete this batch of magic wands. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to do something like this again in my lifetime.”

"Can you tell me, sir, why you treat it like this? Doesn't this wand work well? But pine is probably the most suitable material for a new owner."

"Actually, it's not just bad luck." Sirius coughed and took out the wand halves from his pocket. "It seriously resists being used."

"Resist?" Ollivander's white eyebrows twitched, "How could this happen... Even the Unforgivable Curse will not cause serious resistance to the wand. No matter how the wand chooses its owner, it will be the master after all. The wizard controls the wand."

Ollivander didn't delve into this matter any further. He knew that many wizards didn't like to be spied on. He took out a roll of measuring tape with silver scales from his pocket, and gestured in front of Li Lin.

"Is your dominant hand left or right?"

"I like to use both approaches, and I can't treat the harem favorably." Li Lin raised his head proudly.

Ollivander raised his head in doubt, and after confirming that he hadn't misheard, he mumbled and walked towards the wall of wands:

"It turned out to be ambidextrous...how rare."

"Who is he scolding for being rare?" Li Lin narrowed his eyes, not looking well, and Sirius hurriedly calmed Master Li's emotions.

Fortunately, Ollivander didn't hear Li Lin's complaints. He took a box from the pile of wands on the wall, opened it and handed it to Li Lin.

"Acacia wood wand, phoenix tail feathers, 10 inches long. Good elasticity, try it."