Finish the wine in your hand.

Flitwick took Harry and headed to Legnack's blacksmith shop.

Walk out of the village to an abandoned hut next to the cemetery.

There is a wooden sign next to the hut.

"It's dangerous here, it's not allowed." Next to the text, there is also a drawing of a hound.

Flitwick pulled out his wand and tapped it on the hound's head, "Filius Flitwick and Mr. Harry Potter are visiting Legnack's workshop. ”

The hound wagged its tail.

The magic fluctuated slightly, and a door appeared out of thin air behind the sign.

Flitwick led him open the door and walked in.

"Legnak, you should explain this payment!" A goblin holds a ledger and is domineering.

"Eleven silver sike, just eleven silver sike!" Legnac pinched his waist and looked angrily at the goblin in front of him, "Hey, don't forget, you're also a goblin. ”

The goblin straightened his waist and looked proud: "Hey, I'm no ordinary goblin. ”

"I am now a special clerk for the Ministry of Magic, the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control, the Elven Liaison Office, the Office of the Rebel Elves Disposal, and the Legnac Special Clerk, and I receive a salary of eleven Galleons per month from the Ministry of Magic!"

Legnak stared at it viciously: "You shameless scum, how dare you, how dare you say those few words!" ”

"Rebel Elf Disposal Office?" The goblin tilted his head, puzzled.

Harry explained to him, "It's talking about the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control. ”

The elf nodded indifferently.

Legnak turned his fierce gaze at Harry again, "It's him, it's not it!" ”

"How much does it cost to get Legnak to build a weapon now?" Harry ignored it and looked at the other elf.

The clerk's ears moved: "Look what weapon you need." ”

"The same Gryffindor sword as Harry Potter, twenty Galleons each."

"If you want to add five more Galleons to the Dust Charm, and if you want to add gems, you need to add ten more Galleons......"

This...... What is the bizarre business?

Legnak looked gloomy.

Harry was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand to interrupt him, "I'm Harry Potter." ”

The clerk raised his head, his eyes burning: "You are Harry Potter?" The Gryffindor sword is in your hand? I don't know if I have this honor......"

"I can provide the main materials, a pair of leather armor and a bone sword." Harry interrupted him again, "How much does it cost?" ”

Lisso, the clerk, replied, "If it's an apprentice-level process, it costs a one-galleon processing fee." ”

"The specialization level is five Galleons."

"The master level is ten Galleons."

Harry nodded, "I want the best." ”

The clerk added: "Of course, you will also need to bear the cost of the auxiliary materials that will be used in the construction process." ”

"But don't worry!"

"Legnak's special clerk, Hawk the Goblin, will supervise him for you and ensure that he will not be allowed to have any personal hiding, stealing, or embezzlement."

Legnark snorted and tilted his head away, "Hey, little human wizard, I remember you only made me fight a pair of leather armor last year. ”

"Even if it's just a troll skin, but my craftsmanship is very good, it can't be ...... a year"

Harry waved his wand.

The robe slipped away from the body, revealing the leather armor underneath it.

Potholes and weather-beaten.

Traces of corrosion, burning, and hard blows are clearly visible.

"Hogwarts is training so hard right now?" Startled, Legnak turned to look at Flitwick, but he couldn't see any expression on the human goblin's face.

Harry nodded, "This year's second-year graduation exam is to slaughter a basilisk. ”

"Basilisk?" Legnark raised his voice, "That's a 5X-level dangerous creature, a second-year wizard can ......"

Flitwick raised his hand and shoved Harry's thigh: "Don't tease him, Legnac has a bad brain, he will take it seriously." ”

"Flitwick!" Legnak gritted his teeth, snorted, and continued, "I have long thought that even the best goblins at the beginning could not kill a basilisk when they were underage, let alone a little human wizard? ”

"Forget it, you don't want to say it, and I won't ask about it."

"What are you going to use for leather armor this time, or a troll......

Harry interrupted him, "With basilisk skins." ”

Legnack waved his hand: "Don't lie to me again, little wizard, it's useless......"

Harry waved his wand.

The trunk flew in and landed in front of Legnack's eyes, and it flipped open with a thud, revealing the contents - a neatly folded basilisk skin.

A basilisk spine more than a meter long, and a basilisk fangs with a chilling sheen.

"Snake... Basilisk? Legnak's voice trembled, "The width of this skin, the length of the teeth, at least five hundred years, you, where did you get it?" ”

"Killed." Harry's answer was simple.

Leggnac looked at Flitwick and saw him nodding, his eyes became even more frightened: "Flitwick, you can't fool me, you humans are too cunning. ”

"But I can't hide my great Legnack."

Harry waved his wand, snapped, and closed the box, "How many materials do you need?" ”

"Five meters, no, no, no, eight meters, I want eight meters for the basilisk skin." Legnack tugged at his fingers and became excited, "That one spine is not enough, we need another one." ”

"Where's the basilisk eyes?"

"That's the most important material......"

"Lord Potter." Clerk Hawke interjected, "What kind of leather armor are you going to make?" ”

"Armor, leg armor, gloves, shoes." Harry described, "The sword should be a two-handed sword system. ”

Hawke nodded, snapped his fingers, and parchment and quill flew in, automatically recording it: "That snakeskin is only three meters enough." ”

His words, cold and merciless, punctured Legnack's illusions.

"Hawke!" The old goblin gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

Hawke puffed out his chest proudly: "I have to be responsible for the wizard, I can't let you ruin the reputation of the goblins, we only do the fairest business." ”

"If you fight with a two-handed sword, that one backbone is more than enough, and there will even be a surplus."

"I'll supervise and grind the remaining snake bones into powder and send them to you."

Speaking of this, he paused: "I would like to ask, Lord Potter, where have you lived lately?" ”

"Live in my house." Flitwick replied.

Hawke frowned, a little disgusted: "Oh, Your Excellency Potter would actually live in the house of a half-elf like you?" Well, you're a good professor for wizards. ”

"I will check the supporting materials needed for the follow-up one by one, make a list and send it to you for review."

Legnack did not dare to speak, so he picked up a hammer, grabbed a piece of pig iron, and thrashed it fiercely.

Wait to get out of the blacksmith shop.

Harry looked back, "It's incredible. ”

Flitwick nodded in agreement, "Yes, but there are many goblins like Hawke, and they are called house-elves without owners. ”

"I mean a copy of the Gryffindor Sword, listen to him, everyone who comes here seems to buy this." Harry shook his head, his tone confused.

(End of chapter)