Harry Potter: My Elemental Magic Turns the World Upside Down

laboratory.

Kettleair looked at Eugene's body, which he had already filled with black metal rods, with a look of thought in his eyes.

These metal rods are specially refined by Kettler, an alchemy item used to extract energy.

After bringing Eugene back, Kettler immediately used it to extract the energy in Eugene's body.

And today is the third day, and the black metal rod has successfully extracted some energy remaining in Eugene's body.

This kind of energy is full of negative energy. If you are not strong-minded, you can easily lose yourself in it.

"Reaper?"

"You would show up so easily and shoot at Severus?"

"What is it for?"

Kettleair was full of curiosity and doubts.

If it is really the god of death, then such negative energy is justified.

However, would an existence as high as the Grim Reaper deal with Severus at such a low price?

Or, is this just a temptation of his?

But if not, then what would it be?

For the existence of gods, he has always been full of expectations and curiosity.

This was originally a good opportunity to get acquainted, but because of his dedication, the other party ran away immediately, not giving him a chance.

"It's really a headache, such a good opportunity is missed."

Kettleair took out the energy bar with some regrets, and then a dark energy enveloped Eugene.

In a short time, Eugene's body was swallowed up, leaving no residue.

Leaving the laboratory, sitting in the yard, basking in the sun while thinking about problems, this is a good enjoyment for Keitelaire.

In the following time, Kettleair began to wander around, looking for places where gods and miracles had appeared.

this day.

London, England.

Kettleair walked through the dark alley and opened a wall, ready to walk into it.

This is one of the secret passages leading to the underground black market.

And just when Keitelair was about to go in, a figure also walked in quickly from far to near, standing beside Kettleair.

The other party was wearing sunglasses, a thick overcoat, and the unfolded collar was turned up high, blocking half of his face.

Kettleair glanced at the other party, feeling a little familiar, but didn't recognize him.

The other party stared at the opened door, but did not speak.

"signal!"

A voice came from behind the door.

"Noble wolf!"

The man with sunglasses spoke.

Click, the door was opened.

In the dark environment, there is no one, only a long, dark passage.

This is an effect brought about by magic. On the other side of the passage, there is a spacious space and a somewhat mysterious underground black market.

Keitelaire did not go in immediately, but slowed down, letting the other party go in first.

The other party didn't hesitate, and the speed was very fast, and it disappeared into the dark passage in just a moment.

Kettleaire passed through the passage, and what caught his eyes were noisy voices and a somewhat dense crowd.

For those who enter the underground black market, they will look at them with colored eyes.

Soon, someone recognized Keitelaire and showed great respect.

After all, Keitelair's reputation is too great, so many people have to pay attention to the magical existence of Keitelair.

"Mr. Kettler, is there anything I can do for you?"

A man with a black hat and beard came to Kettleaire and asked enthusiastically.

Keitelair glanced at the other party and smiled slightly: "Thank you very much for your enthusiasm, but you can't provide what I need."

Hearing the words, the other party was full of regret.

Keitelair passed through the crowd, declined the enthusiasm and help of many people, and kept walking inside.

The man in sunglasses who came back with Keitelaire sat at the counter of the bar, holding a glass of wine in his hand, and looked at Keitelaire's leaving back.

This is a dangerous guy.

"Wow! Wow! What a rare visitor!"

"The miraculous and honorable Mr. Kettler, unexpectedly appeared in my territory so openly."

As the owner of this underground black market, Tetz Hitler walked out of his desk, and bowed towards Keitelaire's smiling right hand in front of his chest.

Keitel nodded to Tez Hitler, sat on the sofa, then saw the newspaper on it, glanced at it in some surprise, and then smiled: "Tez, I need you to help me find out some news."

"It's a great honor to be of service to you, Mr. Kettler." Tez Hitler sat opposite Keiteler, and said without any hesitation, pointing his fingers to the side.

A capable-looking house elf brought two cups of coffee, placed them in front of the two of them, and stepped aside without saying anything, quietly like a robot.

"Help me inquire about some places where so-called miracles of 'gods' have occurred, or documents recorded in immediate history." Kettler glanced at the house elf and said to Tez Hitler.

"In addition, I need you to specifically inquire whether there has been a deed of 'a person who died and was resurrected'. If so, who is it, what changes have occurred after the resurrection, and how long it lasted. The more detailed the better."

Tetz Hitler was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and then said: "This kind of secret, you are the first one to inquire about such a secret in the history of my voice, Mr. Kettler."

"But it is not an easy task to inquire about such news."

Keitelair stretched out his hand, pointed at the shoulder of Tetz Hitler's left hand, and said, "Don't forget your identity. This may not be easy, but I don't believe that the Hitler family didn't have any research on this matter."

Tez Hitler chuckled, and the smile on his face was a bit eerie.

"Well, we do have research, but this matter is not only studied by us, there are also many families, such as the Lyle family behind Mr. Kettleair, who also have relevant records and research, and this is not true. The secret of the legend."

"If, Mr. Kettler really needs us to help you collect this information, the price involved..."

Kettleair was a little surprised by such an answer.

Because, he really didn't know that his family had research in this area.

"That's good news."

"Collect as much as you can."

"You don't need to worry about other families."

Kettler threw a bottle of potion to Tetz Hitler and turned to leave.

Tez Hitler used the potion, his eyes sparkled with excitement, he held it tightly in his hand, and said as he welcomed Kettler away: "Don't worry, Mr. Kettler, we will definitely collect the information you need."