Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

According to Wizette’s investigation, since its development in the 1920s, the Blind Pig Bar has undergone several expansions and has become one of the major black markets in North America.

Items prohibited from trade on the “prohibited trade items” list can usually be found here;

Perhaps because the Blind Pig Bar is run by a fairy, the trading rules here are quite interesting. They usually barter and try to avoid direct trading of Gallon.

……

The basement was sealed off with bricks and stones, with only a yellowed poster showing a heavily made-up woman in an evening gown.

Vizette raised her hand and rhythmically tapped the wall where the posters were displayed.

The woman on the poster seemed to come alive, her eyes leaving the mirror she was holding, blinking curiously, first scanning the bow tie on Vizette's neckline, then Luna's dress.

Those curious eyes disappeared, replaced by a pair of wary eyes.

The poster changed; a door appeared, creaking open slowly, and a guard stood before the two.

The guard, with a gloomy expression, raised his hand and flexed it slightly, asking in a low voice, "What do you want to do?"

Vizet took out a bottle about the size of a thumb and handed it to the guard. "If you want to find out some information, information worthy of this bottle is needed."

The guard unscrewed the bottle, sniffed it, and his gloomy expression instantly softened. "The invigorating potion is of very high quality... Come with me!"

……

The Blind Pig Bar has changed a lot; although it is still dark and dilapidated, it is much more spacious.

The walls are covered with wanted posters, and the customers here seem to take pride in them. Occasionally, they will point to one of the wanted posters and proudly puff out their chests, as if showing off.

Because the person in charge of the bar is a fairy, the singer who performs at the bar is a bald fairy dressed in a flamboyant style.

She wore a gown covered in sequins, which shimmered brilliantly as she moved.

After passing through the public area where the bar was located, the guard led Vizet and his group into a room. "Would you like something to drink?"

Vizette casually declined, "No need."

The guard nodded. "Wait a moment, I'll go ask the boss now!"

After the guard closed the door, Luna breathed a sigh of relief and curiously looked around at the room's decor.

"How are you feeling?" Vizette asked.

"It feels...so amazing!" Luna said, almost as if she were humming a song. "I just saw a giant! He was so tall! Much taller than Hagrid!"

Not long after, the guard opened the door again, and a fairy slowly walked into the room...

Chapter 86 Are you planning to double-cross me?

The fairy was smoking a cigar and dressed similarly to the protagonist in the movie "The Godfather".

It wore a well-tailored suit, its sharp teeth bared when it smiled, and its eyes were fixed greedily on Vizette. "Truly rare... a highly skilled potion master..."

Vizette and Luna both shifted back simultaneously, their brows furrowing almost at the same time.

They could all sense the obvious greed in the fairy's words; this was simply the nature of fairies—always greedily coveting everything around them.

Wizette also remembered that the goblin named Narrak in "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" was a greedy and unscrupulous goblin.

It is precisely because of the clandestine black market and the unique identity of the fairy that the Blind Pig Bar has been able to exist to this day and even continue to grow.

The fairy casually slumped across from the two, maintaining a sideways sitting posture, only glancing at them out of the corner of her eye, with an arrogant and domineering air.

A house-elf slipped in, not daring to lift his head, and offered the fairy a cup of wine that had been set ablaze with flames.

Vizet got straight to the point: "We want to find out some information."

“Ah… young man, your tone…” the fairy frowned slightly, “It must be from England… It reminds me of an uninvited guest from the past.”

It downed the liquor in one gulp, thick black smoke billowing from its nose and ears. "If you want to find out information, you should show real sincerity."

……

Vizet reached into his pocket and pulled out a whole bottle of energizing potion. "I want to know if there's a werewolf from England living here."

"Very accurate pricing..." The fairy extended her spider-leg-like fingers, picked up the invigorating potion, and examined it closely. "I even got a slight bargain..."

"Sometime last year, an English werewolf did indeed cross the ocean and come here... I think he should have escaped to... Stanton Street in the Lower East Side by now."

“The quality is really high…” It unscrewed the potion, smelled it, and showed a look of ecstasy. “I’ll give you some extra information… He is currently seriously injured.”

"Seriously injured?" Vizette remained calm, then produced another bottle of invigorating potion. "Why was he injured? Because he went to the Magic Council to report it?"

"You know so much!" The fairy was somewhat surprised, looking directly at Vizette. "It seems you care about him a lot? Are you related to him?"

“He’s his enemy,” Vizette said bluntly. “He hurt my professor, and then I found out he was here, so I’m going to teach him a lesson.”

“I had found out his address beforehand, but when I got there I didn’t see him… I thought he probably knew I was coming, so he ran away… or even called the police.”

"So that's how it is... What a passionate young man!" The fairy put away the second bottle of invigorating potion, a sly smile playing on her lips.

"I enjoy interacting with young people, I'm helpful, and I know how to consider the feelings of my former professors. They're young but wonderful... But you're wrong, it's not for that reason."

Vizette frowned slightly. "How many do you want?"

"How about adding a little something extra?" The fairy shook the two bottles of invigorating potions. "I don't want to lose these precious potions."

……

Vizette pulled out a rope made of unicorn tail hair. "Speak!"

"Do all of you Hogwarts students bring treasures with you?" The goblin's eyes widened, and he grinned broadly. "A unicorn's tail hair twisted into a rope—is there a more suitable strap?"

Its fingers trembled slightly, and the unicorn tail hair rope flew up, tying itself into a knot and binding the two bottles of potion together.

"That werewolf wasn't hiding from enemies... he was meddling in other people's business, which is why he was attacked by the other werewolves. I'm a person who strives for fairness..."

"Since you're willing to give this much, I'm willing to say a little more. There are a lot of werewolves in New York lately; it seems they've all gathered here because of someone's call,"

"They're scattered throughout New York... According to my intelligence... they seem to be planning to recruit more companions during the full moon. I think you understand what I mean?"

Vizette raised an eyebrow. "The Magic Council didn't even notice?"

“So… young people are still too young…” The fairy laughed even more heartily, straightening her body. “They can sense so many things…”

"How are we supposed to sell this information? Besides... how many werewolves can be created in one night? The Magic Congress has the death penalty... if all else fails, we can just get rid of them."

“Next question.” Vizette pulled out another bottle of invigorating potion. “I want to buy a large quantity of ingredients for Living Hell Soup… Do you know where I can get them cheaply?”

"The potion of living hell?" The fairy subconsciously pursed her lips, but quickly regained her smile, though her eyes turned cold.

It looked Vizette up and down again. "What are you planning to do with this material?"

"Once I catch that werewolf, I plan to use this to torture him," Vizette said calmly.

"Is that so?" The fairy looked at the third bottle of invigorating potion but didn't accept it. "Have you asked about it elsewhere before?"

Vizette shook her head. "No, we've only been here a few days. Since we're already here, we might as well resolve the issue once and for all."

“That’s a good idea…” the fairy toyed with the two bottles of invigorating potions in her hand, “but it’s not enough… young man…”

"I can't get this information with the invigorating potion. Right now, in all of New York... I'm the only one who knows where to buy these materials..."

Vizette took out a bottle of Soul Soothing Potion. "What about this?"

"Good stuff!" The fairy snapped her fingers, and a house-elf ran in from outside.

He opened his mouth, his body trembling, as if waiting for something.

"Don't be so scared, this time you'll be in for a treat..." The fairy unscrewed the bottle of Soul Soothing Potion, "Our guest... is an excellent potion master."

It took out a drop of Soul Soothing Potion and dripped it into the mouth of the house-elf.

boom!

The moment the soul-soothing elixir slid down the house-elf's throat, he collapsed to the ground, a fleeting smile still lingering on his face.

"Amazing quality!" the fairy couldn't help but exclaim. "To possess such medicinal effects..."

"I'm starting to doubt your age. Are all Hogwarts graduates this outstanding?"

Vizette calmly asked, "Then tell me where to buy the ingredients for the Living Hell Potion."

"Would you consider staying... and working for me?" The fairy put away the soul-soothing potion. "Just brew me potions every day..."

"Let me think about it. One potion takes about two hours for you, so you only need to brew ten potions a day. What do you think?"

Vizette smiled with relief; he had been waiting for this moment. "Are you planning to double-cross me?"

Chapter 87 In short, I deeply regret it.

"No, no, no!" The fairy shook her head. "I just had a good intention and didn't want someone like you to go and die. It's that simple."

"Fainted!" The guard at the door raised his wand, and a beam of red light instantly shot out from the tip.

Vizette abruptly raised her wand, and the invisible shield formed by the Ironclad Charm instantly materialized, firmly blocking the red light.

He flicked his wand again, and the red light instantly shifted towards the fairy.

"Silent spellcasting?" The fairy was shocked, and the cigar she was holding fell to the ground.

It rolled to the ground in a very sorry state, narrowly avoiding the flying stun spell.

Luna raised her wand and pointed it at the guard, "La ve ah sa!"