With a flick of his fingers, a beautiful-looking parchment scroll with an ornate border in delicate patterns appeared in his hand, and he began to write on it with the flame on his finger.

Voldemort narrowed his red eyes and swept the paper, and found that these demons were cunning, just as Bellatrix Black had told the mysterious man about what the devil had seen in the family collection when she was young, and the Archduke of the devil was trying to trick himself with these tricks.

Deliberately waited for Bayer to write, and just as the other party was about to finish writing, Voldemort himself took out an ordinary piece of parchment from his robe, "Use mine." ”

"As you wish. Beyer's face was not disappointed, he just smiled and took it, and began to slide his fingers quickly across the parchment again, only to complain after writing a paragraph, "Business is getting harder and harder." ”

After it was written, this simple contract flew to Voldemort, Voldemort figured out the contract in his hand word by word, and after confirming that there were no traps in it, the mysterious man signed his name on the devil's contract, and the contract automatically flew back to Bayer. Bair also added his full name.

The moment Bayer finished signing, the power of the contract made Voldemort understand all the terms of the contract paper, and then Bayer threw the black book in his hand in the direction of Voldemort, Voldemort raised his hand, let the book float in front of him, and looked at it carefully.

The cover of the book was like a slimy rotten skin, bumpy and uneven, and it was as if something was constantly sliding and surging under the cover, constantly changing its orientation and drilling back and forth. Just looking at the cover, you can feel the evil and chaos contained in this book.

The mysterious man's hand flipped through the air, and the demons in it were completely different from the devil, even the same kind of demons would make them look different because of the characteristics of the plane they belonged to, and dwelled in the abyss with a corrupt, amorphous quality. Voldemort felt like he could hear the frantically beating of the invisible drum, the disgusting, monotonous timbre of the flute, and the aimless, stupid and blind demons in the incessant howl, the bottomless abyss in the midst of the utter chaos, all as if it were gnawing at hunger.

The pact took effect, and Beye's tail flung in the direction of the Muggles who could only freeze in place no matter how panicked, and the three silver-white skulls that pierced through its tail opened their hollow mouths and sucked in the silver-white souls that flew out of the Muggles' heads.

Eventually, six hundred and sixty-six Muggles collapsed to the ground, their soulless bodies dissipating into powder in the hall. The puff of powder made the hall look like a layer of silver-gray snow.

Retracting its stinger-laden tail, Byer's greedy and pitiful reptilian eyes paused for a moment on the remaining Muggles, the black venom dripping from the corners of its mouth a little faster.

The wand in Voldemort's hand, which was in his eyes, turned, and he estimated that the devil in front of him was the same as he had expected before, and it was not that he didn't want to make a deal in his heart, but that he probably felt that the risk of attacking Alan Harris was too great, and the strength and power shown by the other party in the battle of the Ministry of Magic were obviously not successful in one blow, and it would lead a steady stream of Aurors to finally fall into the wheel war, so he was unwilling to complete the deal, and used the nonsense that that kid was the devil's best friend to perfunctory himself.

Thinking of Alan Harris's teasing and deception of himself, and Harris TV's false accusations against him, Voldemort's mouth twisted into a strange smile, "If you don't want to kill Alan Harris, then it's okay to replace it with his relatives and friends." ”

"That's my dearest friend's friend......" said Bair, who took a long breath and looked sideways at Beye, who was wearing a tail with three skulls brushing in front of him.

Voldemort's gaze turned cold, and he didn't even dare to hurt the kid's relatives and friends.

"Gotta add money. The Byer Reptilian eyes began to burn, he looked at Voldemort, his voice cold and cruel, "Lord Dark Lord, you don't have enough mortals left, let it go for now." When you have all the savings, I will look for an opportunity, and when the contract is completed, you will know, and I will come to pick it up when the time comes. ”

"Let his beloved die a terrible death. The parchment flew towards Bair, and Voldemort's large, free pale hand slowly clenched into a fist, and his eyes were filled with unmistakable malice.

Byer caught the flying parchment, his fingers sliding over it, and in his elegant, exotic, antique voice, as if chanting, "When Alan Harris's beloved falls to the ground with a wail, and she ends up staining the earth with blood, then I will fulfill the contract." ”

The next morning, Diagon Alley, London, the busiest commercial street in the British wizarding world.

In the Ollivanders Wand Shop, under the golden sign at the door, stood two Aurors in H94 uniforms, they vigilantly patrolled the passers-by, one of them with a thick beard and a somewhat scary-looking male Auror's eyes widened, making the pedestrians who came over because of curiosity hurriedly divert their attention.

"Pupai, you're in charge of Umbridge's relatives now? Alan sat on the only bench in the shop, and a young Auror with a good image and temperament stood behind Alan in a heroic manner.

"Sir, her mother is dead, but Pluto has found out that her brother is probably living near Little Hangleston, which is not a big place, rest assured, we should be able to find it soon. Pupai cautiously replied that he was the same Auror who had brought Allen's fanatical male fan to Hogwarts to beg Alan and Luna for forgiveness, and that he had won the temporary escort mission after Penelope went to Africa with the Umbrella Team.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal, it's good to find it. Alan waved his hand to ease the new guard, "Besides, please go out and tell Pluto to stop scaring people... He had to get rid of this bad habit, or Albert wouldn't have forbidden him to treat those victims at the World Cup..."

"Mr. Alan Harris, your custom wand is ready. As Gary Ollivander's large, light-colored eyes swept over a pile of long wooden boxes, each with a tag of his name and a description of the materials used to make the wand, Ollivander gestured to Alan with his hand, "Please check." ”

The Aurors, who had planned to go out, quickly stopped, pulled out a piece of parchment, and began to carefully check the wands one by one.

"Alan, I still think that it is the wand that chooses the wizard, so that the wand that is directly customized will not be the most suitable partner for the wizard. During this time, Ollivander's soft voice rang out again, "But it's a good idea to have a chain behind the wand... If you do the same with a wooden wand, it may affect the power and effectiveness of the spell..."

"Garrick, what I need is for the students to use wands that don't fit too well, you know that wizards will inevitably have to use other people's wands, and many fastidious wizards can't even cast a spell without using their own wands, so I wanted them to see if this kind of training can improve the situation... That's why I'm bothering you to add that circle of runes on the tip of the wand that suppresses the power of attack-type spells..."Alan didn't want to argue with Ollivander about the concept of making a wand, the other party had already regarded this sentence in the Ollivander family's wand-making technology as a life creed, and he would mention such a sentence to the Fa when he had anything to do....

Of course, Alan can make wands himself, but he is not bad at Galleon, he is not willing to waste time on such trivial matters, so he chose to hand over this project to Ollivander, who had exchanged part of his wand making knowledge with himself during the Goblet of Fire and had learned to make wands from metal, to contract this small project, and somewhat hypocritically used such a reason to stimulate the economy of the British wizarding world to convince himself that he was not doing it because he was lazy...

"Sir, there is no problem. After the new guards were inspected, Alan raised his hand to stop Pupai from trying to beckon the other guards to come in and help get the wooden boxes, and he received all the wands into his waist bag one by one, and handed a box of gold galleons from inside to Ollivander, and then got up and left the wand shop.

"Sir. The two guards at the door immediately saluted Allen.

"Let's go, go to Madame Morkin and get our clothes..."Allen strode down the street, and suddenly turned to the bearded Auror again, "Pluto, please go buy four ice creams and come back, I want to have a raw cheeks, and Pupai will tell him what you want..."

Just when Alan and the three guards were eating ice cream in Diagon Alley, on the top floor of the Ravenclaw tower, Luna was lying on the couch with her legs dangling her feet, playing with the resurrection stone in her hands - going to get a wand and magic robes and other small things Alan just sent his own doppelganger, and Luna also began to nest in the tower, using the doppelgänger to take classes at Hogwarts instead of herself.