Chapter 196: Intense Identification
POSTED ONÂ JANUARY 21, 2022Â BYÂ KEN
The interior decoration of Twilfitt and Tattings was also quite luxurious. For someone who hadnât been to similar shops, he wouldnât even know where he should place his feet.
There was an older dwarf sitting on the counter inside. His beard and hair were gray, his height was at most 50cm, his face was wrinkled, and he wore a pair of reading glasses.
But such an old man surprisingly cared about his outlook. His chestnut hair was combed upwards. It looked so smooth that even a fly would slip off from it. He also wore a purple tuxedo and a bow tie on his neck. This kind of dress actually showed a sense of fashion.
The movement of Fang Linyan entering the door caused the old man to raise his head, frowned immediately, and said irritably,
âWe donât welcome poorly dressed people! You, get out right away!â
Fang Linyan had received enough scorn and contempt due to his charms along the way, but this was his first time being asked to leave right after stepping in.
So Fang Linyan, who was angry in his mind, snorted deliberately and said loudly,
âReally an ignorant guy!â
This dwarf was already irritable, so he shouted angrily upon hearing that,
âYou stupid lizard, what did you just say!â
âYou thought Iâm here to shop? Wrong! I let Borgin & Burkes in the Knockturn Alley to identify the material of a strange wallet. Although they couldnât identify it, they claimed that the Twilfitt and Tattings can.â
âHehe! I was dubious about this at first, so I went to eat something which delayed the time. You must have received the news first, for fear of not being able to identify it in shame, so you chased me out as I came in!â
Hearing Fang Linyanâs words, the dwarf was even more furious. He no longer cared about his image,
âFucking bullshit⊠Are there any leather materials that I donât know? Our McGill Family has been in the leather business for 3 and a half centuries, and I, Thermaplugg, have been in charge of this shop for 30 years. I swear that I have never received any information about the identification of a leather wallet before! How dare you slander me and say that I am afraid of being ashamed!?â
Fang Linyan sneered and said,
âDo you think itâs meaningful to say these! There are so many prodigals, your familyâs brilliance will make your incompetence more dramatic! Unless you can identify the material of what I brought, you are just a liar.â
Thermaplugg immediately screamed,
âTake your bullshit out. As long as itâs made of leather, Iâll recognize it and slap you in the mouth with it for an hour.â
Fang Linyan stared at him for a while, then he took out the mysterious black leather wallet: The Hungry Mr. Lannister Tyrion , and put it on the table.
Thermaplugg snorted coldly. He took out his wand from his waist bag, chanted and waved it at the black wallet and screamed,
Immediately, a faint yellow light shot from the tip of the wand. It seemed to be trying hard to get into the black wallet, but no matter how it flashed, it was directly resisted.
Not only that, the yellow light quickly faded after a few seconds, then Thermaplugg threw the wand on the table. It looked like a thorn suddenly grew out from the wandâs handle.
Not only that, Fang Linyan even noticed that the front end of the wand started to freeze into ice quickly, then the seemingly solid wand turned into powderâŠ
Thermaplugg obviously did not expect such a thing to happen. As he wanted to speak, Fang Linyan contemptuously said,
âThe McGills are indeed trash.â
âArhhhhhhhhhhh!â Thermaplugg screamed crazily, âHow dare you insult the great McGill family!â
Fang Linyan continued to trigger him,
âEn, the trash family that has lasted for more than 300 years,â
Thermaplugg seemed to be losing his sanity as he grabbed the cabinet beside and slammed his head a few times, then he ran into the warehouse behind and took out half a bottle of strange potion and a magic hat full of wrinkles.
This half-bottle of the strange potion looked like purple agate. It looked very beautiful. Thermaplugg took a drop with a straw, then he carefully dropped it on the black wallet.
Immediately, a faint fragrance appeared in the air. The potion, like oil, began to infiltrate into the leather of the black wallet. White smoke was emitted out of it, but the black wallet wasnât damaged at all. It just seemed like evaporating water vapor.
Then Thermaplugg put the hat directly on the white smoke, looking like it wanted to smell it. Soon, the old magical hat started singing,
âResentment, resentment, great resentment.â
âIt has a strange smell in it!â
âIt should belong toâŠâ
âThe depths of the sea.â
âThe bottom of the tomb.â
âMagma of the abyss!â
âLong big white legs.â
âShaky, shaky headlights!â
Thermaplugg was a little fascinated at first, but his face turned green afterward.
Because this magical hat was a defective product that had been in disrepair for a long time. It needed to continuously absorb the ownerâs magic to operate. But the virtual personality of this hat was a talker; it liked to talk a lot and disregard the official business!
After a few more seconds, Thermaplugg felt dizzy.
Finally, he slapped the magical hat and said furiously,
âTell me, old Tok, what leather is this!â
The magical hat said aggrievedly,
âItâs really dangerous!â
â⊠Whereâs my lighter! Whereâs my lighter! Iâm going to let it know what a BBQ Magical Hat is today!â
The magical hat immediately said,
Hearing these 3 words, Fang Linyan frowned.
Thermaplugg was stunned and said,
âIâve heard of giants, demihumans, centaurs, satyrs, but Iâve never heard of half-humans!â
The magical hat said tremblingly,
âHalf of it is human skin, but it was processed with a very special treatment. 3 hidden magic circles were drawn on it.â
âThen why donât you just say it.â
The magical hat said aggrieved,
âDonât you blame me for being too verbal?â
Thermaplugg glanced at Fang Linyan and said unwillingly,
âThen what about half of it?â
The magical hat looked at the lighter on the shelf in fear, then it said,
âI donât know. Iâve never tasted anything like it.â
Thermaplugg let go of the magical hat, then he looked at Fang Linyan with a stern face, but Fang Linyan took the lead and said,
âMaster is indeed a master! Sorry for talking nonsense just now. I purposely provoked master to identify it, and I succeeded in finding relevant clues.â
âMaster, you donât know that in order to find out the materials of this black wallet, I almost traveled around the world. I even went to other planes, but I found no clue. You can analyze 1 of the materials, which shows that master is not only the top in this world, but the leather merchants of other planes are also inferior to you.â
After being praised by Fang Linyan, Thermaplugg There felt like he could step down from it. However, he still felt a little depressed. He sneered,
âGo to another plane⊠you?â
Fang Linyan laughed. He stretched out his left hand and flipped, then [Drone] slowly rose in his palm and flew at his will,
âActually, I came from another plane, so I donât need a wand to cast magic.â
Then Fang Linyan remembered one more thing. He simply took out a beautiful piece of jewelry (the attached item got from trading the Face-lift Ring) and gave it to Thermaplugg.
âThis is a special product of our world. It is my apology to you.â
Thermaplugg looked at the small gift that Fang Linyan gave, his face finally looked better. He slightly,
âAlthough the materials are very common, the craftsmanship in your world is quite good.â
At this point, the relationship between the 2 had finally become a friendly state. If it was someone with high charm, he could walk in and chat easily with Thermaplugg. He didnât have to rack his brain like Fang Linyan. However, there were gains and losses. No one could do anything about it.
After Fang Linyan got his wallet back, he said goodbye. Before leaving, Thermaplugg picked up the Hungry Mr. Lannister Tyrion and looked at it carefully for a while, then he said,
âIf there is anyone in this world who can distinguish the material of the other half, then it must be Fredtanya. If you can figure out the answer, remember to let me know, because I am also very curious. There is actually a leather that the McGill Family doesnât know!â
Fang Linyan was overjoyed to hear this,
âSo, what is this Mr. Fredtanyaâs shop number at Diagon Alley?â
Thermaplugg said seriously,
âNo, sheâs not at Diagon Alley. And⊠itâs Ms. Fredtanya.â
Fang Linyan was stunned and said,
âThen where can I find this lady? Itâd be better to be more specific since my time in London is only measured in hours.â