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"What about you?" Ming Yanwei asked sensitively.

"I have some things to do, like after that legendary team fight, I have to go to a special world to deal with some things, but this time it won't be long, I'll be back before the team fight.".

"Okay, then watch out for yourself." Ming Yanwei opened her arms and hugged him warmly.

Chen Ping nodded, he took out his purple crystal wand, muttered a few incantations, the ring on the middle finger of his left hand flickered, and a spatial door opened in front of him.

"See you in a few days, then." He waved his wand, saluted the crowd, and stepped inside.

Regardless, teleportation is an unpleasant experience, the force of space squeezing and pulling at parts of the body, giving the impression of being stretched or pinched.

Unlike usual, Chen Ping did not use any protective type of magic, but allowed himself to directly come into contact with the power of space. Because this is enough power for ordinary people to lose their lives, there can be no harm to his current body.

The crystal ring on his finger flickered like a whirlpool, frantically draining the power of the space.

Although he could easily recharge magic items through the Guò Lord God Space, if he wanted to provide enough energy for this ring, Chen Ping would soon fall into bankruptcy, so he did not hesitate to adopt his own method.

The space travel didn't take Chen Ping much time, and when he was almost counting from one to three hundred, a bright spatial coordinate appeared in his senses.

Chen Ping waved his wand, and a path made of magic power extended from under his feet, connecting the two, and a moment later, he passed through the spatial node and entered this world.

It is an old and ancient attic, in a relatively small space, with a bed, an alchemical workbench, a chest and a row of shelves.

The shelves were empty, there was nothing.

"Looks like we're selling well with our new wand."

The corners of Chen Ping's mouth curled slightly, every time before leaving this world, he would leave enough wands on the shelf, and now there are no wands left, most of them because they have been sold.

He opened the box and took out the contents.

Several black robes, a backpack with a Traceless Stretching Charm, a potion box, a stack of books, and finally, a badge.

With his current ability, he can easily imitate the outfits and even appearances of the characters in this world, but some things are difficult to imitate, or in other words, the cost of imitation is high, and this badge is the same.

"Auror Badge ----- identification of law enforcement officers of the Ministry of Magic in the Harry Potter world."

He made himself younger, and after restoring the "Zhang Liang" in this world, the smile on his face disappeared.

Every time he came to this world, Mr. Olin Vander would stagger up the stairs from downstairs as soon as he appeared in the attic, and within a few breaths, cheerfully hugging him, and preparing him a good meal or two. But it's too quiet now.

Among the magic that Chen Ping mastered, prophecy was something he was not good at, but this was relative to his magical attainments in other schools.

After chanting a few incantations softly, a crystal rod spun in front of him.

"Biolocalization"

The crystal rod did not stop after a turn or two to show him where Mr. Ollinvander was going, as was usual, but after seven or eight spins in a row, it landed on the table with a clatter.

"Spell Shield!"

A chilling chill flashed in Chen Ping's eyes, now he has almost recovered his strength as a psionic lich in his previous life, and his spell exemption is terrifyingly difficult, if you want to block his spells, even if it is just a prophecy spell, you need to use the full strength of a ** master equivalent to the level of a great mage. And in the world of Harry Potter, there are only five people who are capable of doing so.

Another possibility is that Olin Vander is being held in a specific location, and around this location, there are powerful protective spells that have been deposited over the years, and Chen Ping, who has been at Hogwarts for a while, knows that there are similar spell effects there.

After adding rescuing Olin Vander or avenging him to his task list, Chen Ping took his wand in his hand and walked down the stairs.

The small lobby was empty, and not only the neatly arranged wand boxes of the past were gone, but even the shelves for wands had disappeared cleanly.

"Mistra is here, there's some trouble right now."

With a calm face, Chen Ping sprinkled a handful of arcane powder, the power of magic, covering the entire hall, he waved his wand, drawing out runes one after another, suspended in the air and inlaid in various specific positions.

"Psionic ---- psychic retrospective sensitivity

topsynetbsp; essions”

His eyes became blank, and in his field of vision, patches of vague images flashed like marquees.

As he had predicted the worst, Olin Vander was not taken away in the shop, but went out and never returned, that is, he could not see it in the shop. And a few days after he went out, a group of sneaky men in black broke in and took everything with them, because the attic staircase was under covert magic, and they didn't show up in the attic. But Chen Ping's intuition told him that these people and the people who took Olin Vander should be two groups of people.

"Just when you think that the darkness is no longer there, in fact they are just hiding in more hidden places."

Chen Ping muttered in a low voice, his eyes narrowed.

Leaving the wand shop, Chen Ping put a pointed wizard hat on his head, covering his face and making him look like an ordinary wandering wizard. After wandering the streets for a while, he finally found his point in time.

Three days before the start of the sixth year.

For some reason, the atmosphere in Diagon Alley was a little weird, an inexplicable depression that echoed throughout the block, and the clerks were in a trance. Chen Ping asked two questions, intentionally or unintentionally, before hearing them mention the name of a store.

The Wesley Brothers Magic Item Shop.

Unlike the grey doors of other stores, the windows of this store are full of eye-catching effects, and the colorful decorations and merchandise displays are almost like fireworks, but they feel out of place with their surroundings.

Chen Ping walked in, only to realize that it was full of customers, and almost all the customers of the shops in Diagon Alley came here.

Chen Ping walked past the counter of pure mischievous goods without paying attention, and inside the store, there were other goods with a richer variety.

Defense Against the Dark Arts props ------ Iron Armor series.

Acting dark powder.

Decoy detonators.

Functional wands.

In front of the counter selling wands, Chen Ping stopped.

"Sir, would you like to try our store's new functional wand? This wand is capable of casting a defensive spell on your body, which is not powerful but is strong enough to withstand ordinary items, and of course, its greatest effect is to protect against the wind. A young witch with a short golden strip asked.

Chen Ping picked up a wand and glanced at it, and immediately recognized that the craftsmanship used in this wand was similar to the ones he made, and it was obviously an imitation.

"I remember the last time this thing was sold in Ollinvand's store, and it looked very useful, but this time I passed by there, and I didn't see anyone." Chen Ping said in a deep voice.

"Psionic ----- suggestion,psioninetbsp;" The gentleman was right, the owner of the shop turned out to be a customer and friend of Mr. Olin Flander, and even half a student. Originally, we didn't deal in this kind of thing, but Mr. Olin Vander suddenly disappeared a month ago, and this kind of wand was in high demand, so the shopkeeper made some too. In addition, I heard that there are many works of Mr. Olin Vander on the black market, and the shopkeepers have bought some of them, which are based on the works that flow out of the black market. ”

"Oh, is there any news on Mr. Ollinvander's disappearance?"

"It is said that the Aurors have investigated, but there is still no news, what a wonderful man Mr. Olin Vander is, besides Ollinvander there are some other people." She snapped out a few names. "It's terrible, people are missing all the time these days."

Chen Ping nodded, erasing a small part of her memory. Turned and walked out of the store.

He then went to Tumbledown Alley, trying to find some clues, and at Borgin Bock's shop, he was not surprised to see dozens of Olin Vander's wands.

"Hehe, sir, take a look at this, the wand made by the authentic Olin Vanders, after the disappearance of Olin Vanders, it is not easy to buy the wand made by him."

The owner, Bogin Bock, rubbed his hands.

"These are coming in from the black market, right?"

"Shh Borgin-Bock held up a finger in front of his lips.

"It's a secret that everyone in the circle knows, but don't tell it."

"Very well, then, you can come with me." Chen Ping said with a smile.

Borgin Bock quickly drew his wand, but Chen Ping was much faster than him.

"Except for your weapons."

His wand shot a red light and struck the opponent.

After putting away the wands from Ollinvander on the counter, Chen Ping picked up Bogin Bock like a cat and carried it out.

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