Expansion.

Although his family was sparse due to some special reasons, anyone who knew the inside story knew how close the personal relationship between this middle-aged, slightly obese man and the emperor was.

It can even be said that Bernard's every move in the business field represents the emperor's will and tendency.

Many families have successfully completed their transformation by imitating his investment direction and have not been eliminated by this era of drastic changes.

So from the moment Dumbledore arrived in Ascaltra, Bernard knew who this old man from another world was and how important he was to Zuo Si.

When Dumbledore wanted to make money by selling the potions and magic items he made, he took the initiative to make contact.

The purpose is certainly not to make that meager profit.

To be precise, Bernard never thought about making even a penny from Dumbledore, and was even mentally prepared to sell at a loss.

In his eyes, this was a risky gamble, just like investing in Zuo Si back then.

Once you succeed, you will definitely get unimaginable huge rewards.

In order to achieve this goal, the shrewd businessmen made many plans in advance, even including an initial investment of one million gold coins.

Because he helped Zuo Si build the mage tower, he knew very well how expensive magic was.

The simplest and most direct way to win the favor of an arcane spellcaster is to spend money regardless of the cost.

Fortunately, Bernard now has a rich enough family fortune, so he does not have to worry about bankruptcy that may result from not receiving timely returns on large investments.

Just as he was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking through the income and expenditure accounts of the past few months, and thinking about how to find a breakthrough from Dumbledore, the butler suddenly walked in from the outside quickly, and first bowed very elegantly.

He bowed and reported in a low voice: "My lord, Sir Albus Dumbledore, whom you especially told to be careful with, is here. Do you need me to bring him here?"

"What?" Bernard was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded. "Of course! Invite him to the living room quickly. In addition, ask the maid to prepare all the best drinks, and at the same time notify the kitchen to cook a sumptuous meal

A great meal. Remember, you must let the other party feel my sincerity."

"clear."

After hearing the master's instructions, the housekeeper naturally did not dare to neglect and immediately made all the servants in the mansion busy.

About a few minutes later, Dumbledore walked into the living room led by the butler and greeted with a smile: "Good afternoon, dear Mr. Bernard, I hope you won't blame me for visiting unexpectedly without prior notice."

"No, of course not. It's too late for me to be happy. What would you like to drink? Tea? Coffee? Cocoa? Or some aperitif?"

Bernard's whole body was filled with joy, and he almost had the word "hospitality" written on his face.

"Bring me a cup of coffee. Remember to add more sugar and honey. I like a sweeter taste."

Dumbledore chose a drink at random.

This is not only a polite response to the host's hospitality, but also a good way to comfort your stomach.

After a while, a cup of strong coffee with a lot of cane sugar and honey was brought out.

Without saying a word, he waved his magic wand to lower the temperature of the scalding coffee to a tolerable level, then picked it up and took a sip.

After savoring the bitterness and sweetness on his tongue, Dumbledore put down the cup and said in a very solemn tone: "I have thought about your last proposal for a long time, and now I have decided to give it a try."

"Oh, really?"

Bernard's eyes instantly lit up, and his face was full of surprise.

"Yes.

Because I realized that you are right, mages do need a lot of money to engage in magic learning and research.

Especially when purchasing those rare and precious spellcasting materials, thousands of gold coins are not even enough.

To be honest, I never thought that studying magic would be such an expensive thing."

When saying these words, Dumbledore's tone was full of helplessness and self-deprecation.

He originally thought that with the free books in the big library, he would be able to learn and master them easily with his level of magic.

But the cruel reality slapped him hard in the face.

Because the magic in this world cannot be released by learning the spells and waving a wand, but requires going deep into the ubiquitous magic network and extracting energy from it to shape complex spell models.

The difficulty of casting spells is simply many orders of magnitude higher than that of a wizard.

Dumbledore can guarantee that among the students at Hogwarts who are mischievous and do not listen carefully, nine and a half out of ten will be brutally eliminated during the apprenticeship period.

And this elimination means death!

He himself witnessed a careless apprentice accidentally spying on a powerful demon without proper protection during an exploration of an alien plane.

As a result, the apprentice was instantly summoned by the devil and torn into pieces. The scene was so bloody and cruel that it was suffocating.

What's even more frightening is that the apprentice's soul has been captured by the devil, and it is estimated that it has now turned into the lowest level abyss larvae.

Therefore, if a mage wants to gain access to the deeper magic network, he must do various dangerous experiments to understand the magic network, control the magic network, and merge it with the magic power in his body.

Trying to achieve this goal purely by relying on the theoretical knowledge recorded in books is simply a daydream.

This is why by summoning demons in the same way, the archmage can control the opponent and force him to work for him, while the apprentice is often killed directly by the summoned demon.

However, it was precisely this extremely high level of learning difficulty and danger that made Dumbledore feel unprecedented excitement and challenges.

Compared to the earth's magical world, which is generally very comfortable, this is the place he longs for and pursues.

Just when Bernard wanted to say something to change the topic to cooperation, a portal suddenly opened in the living room.

The next second...

A lich exuding a biting chill suddenly appeared out of thin air.

He said without any nonsense, "Albus Dumbledore, Mr. Soth would like to meet with you. I wonder if you are free now."

"Meet me? Where is he?"

Dumbledore's attention was instantly drawn to it.

Because since he came to this world, he has always wanted to talk to Zuo Si face to face, but he has never found the opportunity.

To be precise, the latter never found the time to return to Faerûn.

The Lich replied without thinking: "Your Excellency Soth is in another universe right now. If you agree, I can take you there now."

Upon hearing this, Dumbledore immediately turned around and gave Bernard an apologetic expression: "I'm very sorry. I think our cooperation may have to be postponed for a while."

"It doesn't matter. Business is important. You'd better leave as soon as possible and don't keep His Majesty waiting too long."

The businessman very wisely made a please feel free gesture.

He undoubtedly knew very well that he would never be able to participate in something like this, so he simply didn't even bother to ask.

Just like that, the Lich suddenly appeared and took Dumbledore to activate the interdimensional teleportation magic again, and instantly arrived at the ninth level of Baator Hell.

Because only here is the giant portal leading to the universe where the planet Azeroth is located.

"This...is this?!!!"

It was obviously the first time for Dumbledore to come to Hell. He stared wide-eyed at the huge colorful cyberpunk city in the distance, as well as the vast and endless demon army beside him, and his whole person was completely in a state of sluggishness.

In particular, there are many books describing the terrifying Pit Demons who can destroy a country by themselves, and now there are so many that they are almost impossible to count.

"Don't be surprised. They are just a small part of the demon army controlled by Lord Soth. They are marching to the battlefield according to the order. Let's go, passing through this giant portal is another universe."

After that, the Lich took out a emblem representing his identity and handed it to the devil guard guarding the portal.

After seeing it, the latter immediately raised his hand to let him go.

Otherwise, anyone who dares to get close will be immediately and mercilessly attacked by them.

After all, there is another universe on the other side of the portal, and many forces want to send people there to investigate and see if they can get any benefits from it.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When passing through the shimmering blue light curtain, the first thing that comes into view is the terrifying battlefield that continues on Mount Hyjal.

Whether it was the deafening shouts of death or the destructive power of destructive weapons and magic that wiped out thousands of lives in an instant, Dumbledore's spirit and soul were severely impacted.

As a centenarian who has experienced two world wars, he once thought that it was the cruelest, bloodiest, and most horrific scene he had ever seen in his life.

But now he knows that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

Compared with the horrific war in front of us, which killed more than hundreds of thousands in a few minutes, the two world wars can only be regarded as nursery level.

Especially those piled up mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the number can definitely be measured in hundreds of millions as the basic unit.

But even so, neither side has the slightest intention of giving in, and they are still sending out troops to consume each other.

No matter how many casualties there are, the gap will be filled in the next second.

"How is it? Isn't it shocking?"

The Lich was obviously very satisfied with the other party's reaction at the moment and asked meaningfully.

"This is the war going on in Soth?"

Dumbledore only felt that his mouth was dry, his body was sweating uncontrollably, and his heartbeat was at least twice as fast as usual.

Because the picture that the eyes saw was really too shocking.

This is simply a thousand or ten thousand times more exaggerated than the hell described by many religions.

But the Lich smiled and shook his head: "No, the war I mentioned before is actually over. Now it can only be regarded as a trivial conflict, which is far worse than before."
To be continued...