In the cold and dark shop, a middle-aged man and an elderly man stood on either side of the counter. All four eyes were fixed on the thing on the counter.

Appearing on the counter is a drum that resembles an hourglass and is made up of two hemispheres held together at the tops. The drum surface looks about the size of a soccer ball, and the drum body is carved with delicate skeleton carnival patterns. Mr. Borgin picked up the drum and found it cold to the touch, and he could feel the slightest hint of death. The drum surface is made of a strange green leather, and the treated leather has a hint of brown.

After looking at it for a long time, Mr. Borgin stretched out his hand to the drum. Seeing that Ryan didn't mean to stop, he tapped it lightly with his hand. As soon as his hand touched the drum surface, a skeleton made of black smoke immediately appeared on the drum surface, and Mr. Borgin felt his brain freeze for a moment.

When he came back to his senses and looked at Ryan, who was looking at the usual face on the other side, his tone was more respectful: "This should be a skull drum made from the skull of a giant, which can directly attack human souls." But why is the skin on top green?"

"It's my special approach. Ryan replied coldly, "Now give me a price." ”

The reason why I didn't take this thing out in front of the Weasley twins before was because this thing was indeed a bit evil. In order to maintain the character of the Sunshine Boy, Ryan naturally couldn't come up with this thing.

It is well known that in the Fallout world there is a specialty called mutant bandits, who destroy fields, plunder and kill and destroy everything they see. Although they are intelligent creatures, they are beasts in the minds of everyone in the Federation. Therefore, after the formation of the Federation, the armed forces to which it belonged began to completely clear the land of cannibal mutant bandits.

During this time, Ryan went to the Fallout World once to practice alchemy, and at the same time found time to participate in several raids and clean-up operations. With the help of a great deal of magic, the Federal Forces have been able to eliminate the mutant bandits that would have taken a lot of casualties to do so in the sturdy buildings that would have been entrenched in various places.

After killing the mutants, Ryan combined life magic and alchemy to extract the souls of one hundred of the most powerful mutant bandits, and selected the skulls of two of the most vicious of them to create this skull drum to seal these souls inside. Seriously, this alchemy of life is really money-saving, and if it weren't for the fact that a series of moral and ethical issues and simple attributes are too easy to target, Ryan would have the urge to make all the magic items in this way.

Although Ryan has dismissed plans to make a Life Alchemy product set, he will not waste the resources at hand. In addition to making this skull drum in exchange for money, Ryan also used the luxury of condensing the essence blood of these mutant bandits repeatedly to make a dark green gem full of vitality, which he planned to use to make magic props in the future.

After much probing, Mr. Borgin mistakenly believed that Ryan was a powerful dark wizard from southern Europe or South America who focused on necromancy, and that he might need to stay away from the crowd for some reason. So he held out two fingers: "200 Galleons." ”

Ryan was amused by Borgin's shamelessness, and he was a profiteer who could trick 10 Galleons into coming to the Slytherin locket. So he directly took a bag of skull drums and made a gesture to leave.

"This gentleman, can the price be negotiable, please don't be so excited. As soon as Ryan walked out of the two parts, he heard Mr. Borgin shouting from behind him.

"Why talk about it, I don't really go outside, but the price of magic items is always known. This thing is a relatively powerful weapon of war, not to mention that the raw materials come from giants. Just think about the number of giants in existence, and you know how precious this thing is. If you want to sell it, it will be at least 1,700-1,800 Galleons, and if someone bids, you may be able to sell it for more than 2,000 Galleons. I came to you in a hurry to buy something and I didn't have enough money, and you want to buy it for 200 Galleons!" said Ryan, feigning anger.

"You don't distinguish between you and me, and Britain has been relatively peaceful these years. So you're really this thing—" Seeing Ryan turn back again, Borgin quickly listed the flaws in this thing, shaking his lips and trying to convince Ryan. It's a pity that Ryan is now playing a powerful and irritable brother, so he directly slapped the counter and said:

"It's because you're not strong enough, so I don't think there's anything wrong with it. As for the peace here, shouldn't the weapons be updated all the time at all times?I don't have time to fight with you little by little, so why don't you order a fixed price, how about 1300 Galleons?" Ryan said simply, to be honest, his strength is not as strong as that of Mr. Bokin, but the fact that he is immune to all the alchemy products he has made makes Mr. Bojin misjudge his strength.

"1300 Galleons really can't make money. Bojin cried miserably, but when he saw Ryan's impatient look, he quickly added: "So, how about a whole number, 1000 Galleons?"

"Okay, but you'll need to add some ingredients to match. Ryan pretended to think for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief, then pointed to the jars behind Bogin's back and said, "Give me a pound of mummy powder, and then give me two ounces of vampire blood." ”

"This stuff adds up to more than 30 Galleons—" Borgin complained habitually, but immediately changed to Ryan's face when he saw it, "Of course I'm willing to make a new friend." ”

Soon the money and money were gone, and Ryan stuffed the things and money into the space bag, tightened his robe and walked out of the store.

As soon as Ryan left the store, Bojin put away the businessman's face: "Goodbye, turtle in the woods." Dare to threaten me in England. Mr. Borgin muttered indignantly as he tugged at the copper chain on the counter. Then he went into the back room.

As soon as he left the store, Ryan felt an unfriendly gaze staring at him, and after walking more than twenty meters, he could clearly feel that there were two people following him behind.

"Do you want to eat black?" Ryan thought as he took a few quick steps forward, then jerked into a smaller alley beside him.

The two people who were following him quickly ran into the alley as soon as they saw that the target was about to be lost, but when they turned around, they found the target wearing a trench coat and seemed to be squatting on the side of the road, motionless.

"Hey, why didn't you run?" The younger of the two wizards stepped up and grabbed at his target, but as soon as his fingers touched the trench coat, something was wrong: his fingers were touching something cold and hard instead of imaginary flesh.

"Little—" He had just turned around to try to warn his companion when he saw him fall to the ground in a twitch. At the same time, a blue-purple electric current was directly pasted on his face.

"Call it a day. Ryan looked around and saw that there was no one else, and began to prepare to step forward and touch the loot. He had just entered the alley and had formed a mound of dirt on the ground, and at the same time had put on his trench coat and disguised himself as a human being. He used his hook to climb to the second floor to prepare for an ambush.

The two wizards didn't notice the top of their heads when they came in, so when one wizard stepped forward to check, Ryan jumped down from above and easily flipped the wizard behind him with his palm thunder, and then directly used an electric shock when the wizard in front noticed that something was wrong.

"Seriously, there aren't many people who take the initiative to use their faces to receive electric shocks. Ryan grumbled as he turned over the charred young wizard. In fact, Ryan controlled his strength and kept them unconscious for an hour or two at most, and these terrible-looking skin injuries could be solved with a bottle of potions.

"Poor like this, you dare to come out and rob. Ryan shook his head, cut a piece of cloth from a man's clothes, packed the loot into a small bag, and walked out of the alley. Behind him, two stripped robbers were tied face to face and thrown there with ropes.

After finding a corner and waiting for the effects of the polyjuice decoction to wear, Ryan went out from the Leaky Cauldron and rode home. He felt that this purchase was a full harvest, and he didn't need to buy raw materials at least during the holidays.