"A growable wand? Is that a quest that needs to be completed?" Even if he reckoned that he was really going to become a master wand maker, Luke did look forward to it, and the system's rewards were solid goodies.
"Quest content: lift the curse on the lizardman and gain the lizardman's gratitude. Due to the elevated difficulty of the task, the host can use a wand. The system can temporarily provide a map navigation service through secret eye magic to make it easier for the host to find the lizardman. There are still 15 hours until the quest deadline, so please cheer up!"
The system's words just fell, out of thin air by the glittering golden light phosphorus powder composed of smoke in front of his eyes into a map appeared in front of Luke, and aside from this did not react to the crowd obviously could not see it, a dodo shaped icon represents Luke's position at the moment, Luke's eyes on the map constantly upward, found a similar lizardman graphic in the faint flickering, even more strange is that this icon even in the the map was moving rapidly.
"Luke, stop fidgeting and move faster, now we need to go to Mrs Moggin's to properly select some outfits for you, there has been quite a delay." Luke's mother, Morgan le Fay, urged.
Being half dragged away from Ollivander's by her mother, Mrs Harris then somewhat impatiently dragged Luke at a brisk pace to Mrs Morkin's Assorted Robes shop - there were some adverts being put up in the wall windows for 50% off seasonal clothing and all robes were self ironing and self repairing.
Walking into the shop, Madame Mokin greeted her, a short, chubby witch in a purple dress with a friendly smile, "Good morning, hello again, dear Morgan Le Fay, how may I help you?"
"Mrs Morgan, please start by making two Hogwarts regulation uniforms for my youngest son, Luke, in better materials please, and please make it thermostat type." Morgan le Fay pointed to Luke who looked lost in thought but actually launched into map research.
"Morgan Le Fay, your youngest son has reached school age as well? Time passes so quickly doesn't it." Without waiting for Luke to say anything, she continued, "Don't worry, I'm always the best choice for Hogwarts students to buy uniforms. It's made extra thermostatic ...... So Luke's wizarding talent is pretty good? I don't often see you spoiling a child like that."
Luke failed to see any beauty in the uniform black and dreary Hogwarts standard wizarding outer robes, which were of much the same shape and looked far less varied than the embellished, slim, loose casual, extended or whatever versions that were available in the adult wizarding section of the robes, and after all, he already had great wizarding robes - they could be stealthy, defensive against evil spells, and change appearance in wonderful wizard robes.
Mrs Morkin had Luke stand up on one of the footstools and put a black robe on him, using a magic pin to pin out the right length for him. Measured the size, Mrs Moggin took out a finished robe, waved her wand and threaded the needle, needle and thread, scissors in the robe constantly interspersed, modifying the width and length of the robe.
Looking at the shopkeeper whose attitude was different from the lethargic one just now that turned into a rigorous expression, Luke recalled the coincidence that he knew from his reading assignment in the Muggle school, the other party's name, Malkin, besides being somewhat cat-like, seemed to imply some black magic, and seemed to come from the three witches in the Muggle Renaissance English dramatist and poet, William Shakespeare's Macbeth "The word grimalkin, however, also has connotations of "mop", "slovenly woman", which is a very ironic name for a witch who has the ability to open a dress shop in Diagon Alley. The name is ironic for a witch who can afford to open a dress shop in Corner Lane.
Luke's mother, Morgan Le Fay, on the other hand, was already in the ladies' section picking out the witch costume she wanted to shop for, which was the main reason she was in such a hurry to get here.
"Mother, I've arranged to shop with Harry, and there's nothing else to do now, so can I go find him?" Luke said while his mother's attention wasn't on him - being too young was that bad, not being able to move so freely.
"Morgan le Fay, that little friend of your son's is called Harry? It's not Harry Potter, is it? Do the maths, he's about the right age to start school!" Mrs Morgaine smiled as she listened, but didn't think that it was really the famous Harry Potter that Luke was going to meet, but most of the young wizards enrolled at Hogwarts chose to buy their robes from her as long as their families weren't too strapped for cash, so they might be able to meet him, after all, the Potter family's legacy to the boy of great distress should be quite a bit more than that.
"Go ahead, the robes will take quite a bit longer to function at a constant temperature, but you have to remember to get back to the Broken Cauldron pub before dark, I won't have time to cook today, so we'll have dinner there before we head home." Mrs Harris deliberately ignored Mrs Morkin's question and instead took out five gold galleons and a handful of silver sodiumt and stuffed them into Luke's bag.
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Luke of course wasn't really looking for Harry, after all, time was limited and he had too many secrets he couldn't share with Harry.
"Warm reminder: in order to lift the curse on the lizardman, please ask the host to first head to Tumbledown Alley and find Goddess of Fortune Fowles' magic orb."
"Who is Lady Luck Falls again? Does the Harry Potter world have legends of gods other than Death?" Luke was very puzzled inwardly, but time was running out and he ended up planning to wait until he got to Hogwarts and had a chance to look up the history of magic, he then got up and travelled along the map to Flipping to Alley.
Before entering Tumble Alley, Luke let his robes change into a hood and a mask to cover his face in an empty cul-de-sac next to a shop, and then turned on the wizard's robe's Illusion Spell function so that even if the Illusion Spell fails, as long as he doesn't get caught the other party should find it hard to find out who he is.
Tumble Alley is not a suitable place for young wizards who have not yet enrolled in school to go to, inside the mixed fish and dragons, filled with black wizards of different character, all kinds of unimaginable, horrifying and cruel black magic items can be found here, in fact, even adult wizards, if they do not have a certain degree of self-protection ability, the raw materials of those black magic items may be coming from the body of which one of the daredevil.
Cautiously passing the old witch with her gurgling, strange-coloured potion, the burly wizard with his scarred face, and through the dark, narrow alleyways, Luke followed the map's directions to a shop with dusty windows, and a plaque as dark red as blood hanging from the eaves, "Bokin Bok's Shop", and a few large black letters twisting and turning in a row. Several large black letters were twisted on the plaque.
It was the largest shop in Tumble Alley - it specialised in black magic objects, some of which were so dangerous that the owner, Mr Botkin, sold and collected all sorts of strange and evil things. Many years ago, Mystic Tom Riddle even worked at Bokin Bok, and thus had access to many of the objects with specialised properties.
By virtue of his position as a shopkeeper, he discovered that Hepzibah Smith had two priceless items: the golden cup of Hurky Hurkypurky and the particularly valuable locket that originally belonged to Salazar Slytherin. Tom murders Smith and frames the house elf Hodge, steals the two treasures and resigns and disappears.
Already at the door Luke didn't dare to walk in easily, even muggle mini-markets were quite often fitted with sensors at the entrances and exits, let alone dark magic shops where even Voldemort had come to work, Luke chose to wait quietly for a while, and with his luck he was soon joined by a tall, skinny wizard with a skull mask who appeared in the alleyway and headed towards the shop.
A few seconds later Luke followed the masked male wizard as he dodged into the shop, as they entered the door that had been opened touched the bell mounted on it and let out a pleasant ringing sound that was a little out of keeping with the aura of the shop.
"Luckily I didn't rush in, but to think it was just a bell installed in such a backward way?" Luke was even a little disappointed, he had expected some more "magical" means of alert.
The male wizard took a quick look around the shop before heading straight for the counter and pulling the bell, a grovelling, hunched-over man appeared behind the counter, running a hand backwards through his greasy hair.
"Welcome. What can I do for you?" Mr Botkin's accent was as oily as his hair looked.
"I have here a cursed necklace that has claimed the lives of nineteen Muggles, would you be interested in seeing it?" The masked man's jarring voice made it clear that a disguise had been made.
Mr Botkin sniffed, fished a pair of rust-coloured leather gloves out from under the counter and put them on his hands, and pulled out two silver tweezers, picking up the ends of the necklaces and placing them on a red velvet satin-lined tray for closer inspection. He then removed the gloves and muttered, "Now show me your secret." He drew a wand from the sleeve of his robe and pointed it at the necklace, "Show yourself in a hurry." Each opal of the necklace shimmered with a silver luminescence.
Mr Botkin seemed to have a judgement and said to the masked man, "The necklace that was cursed by Eris does have a life-taking effect, and I'll have to do other tests on the exact power. One hundred and twenty gold galleons, is that okay?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Botkin, I know the ticker, an item cursed by Eris is a very rare item, and muggle testing methods have no effect on it, two hundred Galleons." The masked man nonchalantly pointed out Mr Botkin's price crushing and made it clear that he knew the market.
"Mind you, there is a very strict check on these black magic items ......"
Seeing that it wasn't the magical orb he was looking for, Luke didn't care to listen to their haggling any longer, and instead poked around: it was a spacious, dimly lit shop, with grimy masks looking downwards on the walls, all sorts of human bones on the counters, and rusty spiked and toothed instruments hanging down from the ceiling. Luke looked down at the counters one by one, and two of the ball-shaped objects were found, but neither of the labels showed the magical orbs that Luke was looking for, and the Scholars' System did not give a hint that it had been successfully found.
At this time, the transaction between Mr Bogan and the masked man was successfully traded at one hundred and seventy gold galleons, the masked man got the money and directly waved his hand and rejected the other black magic items marketed by Mr Bogan to quickly leave, Mr Bogan was in a good mood to hold the tray in one hand to push open a hidden door on the right side of the lobby, the door looked dark inside, Luke's mind moved and immediately followed him.