Judging from Kirsk's collection of books, it is known that his background in wizarding knowledge is not very sufficient, and being able to build a wizard tower can only show his financial resources, but wizarding knowledge is often not something that wealth can be exchanged, just like the transaction between them, if it is valued by gold coins, he can't even think of buying the cover of a wizarding book in Merlin's hand.

Merlin traded to Kirsk for a chain lightning sorcery model, which is definitely very applicable in the world of the dead, and in a way, Merlin did it for the Terran Alliance. Otherwise, there would be no need for her to come up with such a model that was almost close to a third-level witchcraft.

Both Merlin and Kirsk are happy with the deal.

However, it is a pity that Merlin is still valuable in the fragments of Kirsk's collection. Most of the other books on language were already in her possession, and the remnants of these books were also useless materials for life and other fields.

Putting down the last fragment, Merlin sighed with some regret.

"How's that? is that what you need?" Kirsk stood to the side, clasped his hands on his chest, and looked at Merlin expectantly.

"It's a pity. Merlin shook her head.

There was also a hint of disappointment on Kirsk's face.

"It's a shame that I would have liked to get something out of you more. ”

Merlin smiled.

"That's just the time I need a little thing, and I think you should be able to provide it to me. ”

"What is it?" Kolske was stunned.

"There are all kinds of potion materials, the more variety, the better. Merlin said very calmly one of the purposes of this time.

"Potions? That's fine, but we'll have to get out of here and go to the biggest shop in town. ”

"Of course. ”

The two of them cleaned up and went directly down the tower through the dimensional teleportation array, and Leondo was already waiting there, and after watching them come down, he said goodbye and left first. Merlin learned to take a special carriage from Kirsk, and it took the two more than half an hour to finally arrive at a very large shop.

"When you arrive, this street is mainly for the sale of all kinds of potions. Kirsk opened the door and jumped down with great skill

Merlin also stepped out of the carriage.

As soon as the leather boots stepped on the ground, she felt a slimy touch, and what came into Merlin's vision was the ground covered with moss-like plants, and the whole street looked a little dirty, and the smell of various potion materials came from the buildings on both sides of the street, mixed into a strange smell, coupled with the dim visual effects and dirty streets, Merlin only felt that the whole person was not good.

Some wizard apprentices and aliens came and went in and out of the shop, and the second-level wizard's carriage didn't cause much of a stir here, and most of the passers-by and customers around just glanced at the carriage and the two of them casually, and didn't look at it anymore. It seems to be taken for granted.

Kirsk stood by the carriage. In front of him was the largest shop on the street, a large building with three frontages, and a bronze sign hanging high on one side: Harry Potter Apothecary.

The shop is very large, but it is somewhat calm inside, and there are almost no customers.

A one-eyed mercenary was cursing as he walked out of the shop.

"Harry Potter, you old vampire! You sell a paralyzing arrow for fifty gold coins, but you can take a bottle of fresh blood from a petrified lizard for only two gold coins! You are simply a robber in the cloak of legality! A greedy and miserly iron rooster! Sooner or later you will be buried with gold coins and suffocated to death!"

"Welcome! quack ......," a duck-like voice came from inside the store.

"I'll patronize your whole family!" had already walked to the door to hear the one-eyed mercenary turn around and gesture his middle finger, and then strode away angrily.

Merlin listened to the sound coming from the shop and could imagine the size of the owner of the voice. Must be a lewd, skinny little old man.

Kirsk shrugged at Merlin, spread his hands and said, "Let's go, this is the biggest potion store in the city, and everything is the strongest." Price included. ”

Merlin smiled dumbly and followed Kirsk into the store.

Suddenly, a breath mixed with various flavors came to my face.

A middle-aged woman was sitting behind the counter, holding a money box, and her face was full of intoxication as she stirred the coins inside, and when she heard someone enter, she immediately raised her head vigilantly, as if Merlin and the others would snatch her gold coins.

Could this woman be ...... The owner of that voice just now?!

Merlin's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Harry Potter, but you took out all the best potion materials in your store, and my friend wants to use them. Kirsk said to the woman.

"Is it all worth that much?" the middle-aged woman glanced at Mei Lin suspiciously, and put down the cash box with some reluctance.

Her body was a little fat, and she was much more careful in her movements. Two large gold earrings hung from her earlobes, and Merlin was worried about whether she would tear her ears apart.

"Is it what I need, what materials can you list here?" Merlin took the initiative to take over and took a step forward.

"You?" Harry Potter looked at Merlin, as if he had suddenly thought of something, and his expression became much more respectful: "You are a pharmacist?"

"Yes. Merlin nodded reservedly.

A warm smile immediately appeared on Harry Potter's face: "What do you need?" Whatever you want, I have the most complete potion materials here in the entire Stygian Leaf City. ”

He turned around and came over directly with a large box, which was full of neatly stacked potion materials.

"Later, I'll move you all out. ”

Then, without waiting for an answer, she walked to another corner. The curtain was lifted and a small door entered. Four or five more boxes were quickly brought out, each of which was a black wooden frame more than a meter wide. It was densely packed with neatly bound potion materials, some of which were still struggling desperately, like some kind of intelligent creature.

One was six boxes, placed next to each other in front of Merlin.

"Galaxy sand, stygian grass, sharp fruit, water hyacinth root...... These are the rarest potions in my shop, can you see if you want them?"

"Let me take a closer look. Is that okay?"

"Absolutely. Harry Potter stepped aside, a flattering smile on his face.

Merlin stepped forward, and a spiritual power emanated from the center of her eyebrows, extremely subtle, and no one noticed.

The materials are in very good condition, and it is clear that she has put a lot of effort into picking them, which can meet her basic requirements for materials.