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Chapter 36 - You Should Be Sorted into Azkaban! Three Transfiguration Deductions?!

Terrified screams pierced the night sky of Knockturn Alley, then quickly turned to silence as if swallowed by some monster.

The few "little mice" Charle had found just now were now hanging upside down, suspended by ropes conjured by Transfiguration. Their wands and magical items had also been completely plundered by Charle.

Charle held a bag enchanted with the Undetectable Extension Charm, but even though the space inside the bag had been greatly expanded, it still seemed a bit stretched thin at the moment, almost filled with the spoils from his journey through Knockturn Alley.

Fortunately, after this bar, the area belonging to Knockturn Alley was also nearing its end.

Charle strolled forward, and in front of him appeared an ancient-looking shop with the sign of Borgin and Burkes hanging above it.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Charle didn't blast the door open with a high-frequency laser spell as he had before. Instead, he stopped a distance away.

Charle still harbored some apprehension towards this shop that had stood firm in Knockturn Alley.

After Voldemort graduated from Hogwarts back then, he didn't even go to the Ministry of Magic, preferring to work in this shop.

Although a large part of the reason was that Voldemort wanted to find some strange items here to make Horcruxes, Voldemort was not someone who liked to waste time.

If he couldn't learn anything here, Voldemort wouldn't have stayed for long.

And even the Voldemort who had just graduated from Hogwarts had already mastered advanced dark magic like making Horcruxes, and his strength had surpassed most Hogwarts professors.

Yet, even so, he patiently stayed at Borgin and Burkes for a long time.

A place where he could learn things must have very deep waters.

What's more, the Vanishing Cabinet, a key item in the assassination of Dumbledore in the original work, also appeared in this shop.

Being able to participate in this matter and play a key role further proved that this shop was fundamentally different from the other dark wizards outside.

Before having the strength to never fail, Charle didn't plan to force his way into Borgin and Burkes.

And just as Charle stopped in front of Borgin and Burkes, a greasy voice came from inside.

"Mr. Charle, you've made a wise choice."

"Believe me, if you force your way into Borgin and Burkes, you will definitely pay an unimaginable price."

"How about this, let's make peace. How about you leave now?"

Charle raised an eyebrow.

He didn't plan to force his way in, but since he was already here, was he supposed to return empty-handed?

The treasures in Borgin and Burkes were much better than the collections of those impoverished dark wizards!

He sneered.

"Make peace? Let's be frank, I, Charle, am robbing you!"

The greasy voice inside clearly carried a hint of anger.

"Robbing?"

"You can try!"

"I guarantee that walking into Borgin and Burkes will be the most regrettable thing you do in your life!"

A strange look appeared on Charle's face.

"Is that so?"

"That might not be the case."

"Who said you have to go in to rob?"

Charle said faintly, gripping his wand.

"Mr. Borgin, do you believe I'll splash shit on your shop door?"

Inside Borgin and Burkes, the greasy voice fell into a long silence, followed by an incomprehensible exclamation.

"Charle, you're a black-hearted rogue!"

"You're shameless!"

Charle shrugged.

"Do you still need to talk about morals when dealing with dark wizards? Besides, I've never claimed to be a person of high morals."

As he spoke, Charle seemed to remember something and rummaged through an Undetectable Extension pocket he carried with him, pulling out a magical camera.

He said excitedly.

"I'll film the whole process of splashing the shit later and send it to the Daily Prophet or The Quibbler or something..."

Inside the shop, Mr. Borgin was truly panicked.

Splashing shit?

Even dark wizards couldn't come up with such a nasty trick!

Although his shop was in Knockturn Alley, many important figures came here to deal with some unsavory things.

If photos of the shop being splashed with shit were to spread, those wealthy pure-blood wizards probably wouldn't even step on the paving stones in front of his door.

This made Mr. Borgin let out a vicious curse.

"I really hope that hat at the Hogwarts Sorting Ceremony is smart for once and sorts you into Azkaban. That's where you belong!"

But immediately after, Mr. Borgin still held his nose and compromised, packing a few of the shop's treasures into a parcel and throwing it out.

Charle waved his wand and opened the parcel, seeing the most conspicuous item inside: a shriveled human hand.

This was a dark magic item called the "Hand of Glory." When a candle was lit in the Hand of Glory, it would emit a light visible only to the holder, and it was enough to illuminate most magical fogs.

In the original story, this item also played a significant role in Malfoy bringing Death Eaters into Hogwarts to assassinate Dumbledore.

Charle hadn't expected Borgin to just hand this over; it was a pleasant surprise.

"This thing might even serve as material for further deduction of the Lumos spell."

"If I can incorporate the characteristic of being visible only to the user into the Eternal Blazing Sun Spell, the power of the Eternal Blazing Sun Spell might not increase, but its concealment will improve by who knows how much. The enemy won't even know how they died when they die!"

As for the other two items in the parcel, they weren't as special as the Hand of Glory and would likely be directly absorbed as deduction points.

However, being placed alongside the Hand of Glory, the two items also contained considerable magical power and should provide a quite generous amount of deduction points.

Satisfaction appeared in Charle's eyes.

Compared to those impoverished dark wizards, Borgin was clearly much wealthier.

When his strength was sufficient, he would visit again to see what other collections Borgin had.

As for now, tonight's haul was already quite substantial.

Charle had confiscated over seventy wands alone, dozens of various dark magic items, including precious materials like Unicorn Horn, Acromantula Venom, and dragon heart.

Not to mention Tonks, a Metamorphmagus.

Expectation appeared in Charle's eyes.

"I've long since gathered enough points for the second deduction of the Animagus transformation."

"With this haul, plus Tonks as material, I might be able to perform three deductions on the Animagus transformation in one go!"

"Then this will be another magic that has undergone three deductions, following the Eternal Blazing Sun Spell!"

Thinking about the power of the Eternal Blazing Sun Spell, which was deduced from the Lumos spell.

Charle didn't think the three deductions of the transformation towards the Animagus direction would be inferior to the Eternal Blazing Sun Spell!

Perhaps...

The problem that the wizarding world had never overcome, the magical Animagus that could transform into a magical creature, would be born tonight!

With this expectation, Charle carried his haul and hurried towards the entrance of Knockturn Alley.

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