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Chapter 405 Mr. Bock

As December approaches, Vincent receives more and more letters from across the ocean.

Devine has gone to France, and with the help of his aunt Vida, he has replaced the shops in two magical commercial areas.

Gwent stores are in the center, and there are factories near the edges.

The company has been registered and is now recruiting personnel.

Across the Pacific, Kenny, who is about to graduate from Invermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, also received a letter.

He warmly invited the Wayne family to spend Christmas in Japan.

Subtext: Miss Jingu Rinne has chartered a special plane, so hurry up and bring your relatives and friends to go eat at a big restaurant.

It's not hot in Tokyo now, so Vincent really has no idea of ​​going there.

The most interesting thing in Ginza is Kabukicho, but it’s a pity that minors can’t enter.

Forget about the hot springs, since it’s impossible to take a mixed bath anyway.

But ah but,

Sam, the senior Auror of Magical Congress, has been sending a letter almost every day recently.

Spring is coming, and it’s time for Fulakan to come out to dissipate the heat.

The people of America are in dire straits, how can the recipient of the MACCA Medal of Honor remain indifferent!

Apparating back and forth across continents is too tiring, so why not deliver the goods to an island country in the Pacific?

"Merlin witnesses, I have no other ideas at all——"

After Vincent wrote two replies, he handed them to Gu Gu, who was obviously thinner next to him.

"Cuckoo!"

"Hey, you've already been to the English Channel. A little higher is the Atlantic Ocean, and a little higher is the Pacific Ocean."

Gugu's little body leaned forward and pecked the back of his hand.

"Um - can I bring you some snacks on the way?"

"Gu Gu Gu! Gu Gu Gu Gu! Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

It seems to be reporting the type.

"Stop, is this too much?"

"Goo!"

"Okay, okay, I'll get ready later."

Holding a long list, Vincent found Fred, borrowed the Marauder's Map, and sneaked to the third floor under Snape's nose.

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As the saying goes, all roads lead to Rome.

Neither holy, nor Roman, nor imperial...

Ahem—the secret passage leading to Hogsmeade is of course not just the one on the fourth floor that has been blocked.

He stood in front of a hunchbacked one-eyed witch statue, took out his wand, struck it and whispered a spell,

"Separation of left and right——"

The hunchback of the witch statue opens, revealing a stone slide.

Compared with the secret room, this place is obviously wider.

The slide does not go straight to the ground, but goes diagonally forward.

About 10 minutes later, Vincent arrived at the bottom of a set of stone steps.

The wand taps on the legs, lengthens ten centimeters and then points towards the ash-blond hair.

Her long black and greasy hair sticks to her face.

The school robe turned into a dark cloak, covering the upper half of his head.

Although there are some differences in details, this outfit alone is enough.

Vin Snape Center walked up more than two hundred stone steps, opened the trap door above his head, and arrived at a warehouse-like cellar.

He passed through the stacked bags of small candies of various shapes and quietly arrived at the Honeydukes store above.

Today is not the weekend, and the shop owners, Mr. and Mrs. Frum, are cleaning.

Quietness appears, quietness disappears.

Walking on the streets of Hogsmeade, Vincent realized that it had already snowed.

Hogwarts has a 24/7 constant temperature magic, so you can wear only your school robes all year round.

Except for dungeons.

According to the usual practice, he should go to the herbal medicine shop to clean up the venom excreted by the big cuties.

It's all Snape's fault, now we can only find black marketeers.

The channels recommended by the Rozier family should be considered reliable.

There is a very inconspicuous cave beside the creek outside the village.

It's dark and dank, like a bat cave.

The alder wand tapped against the stone wall outside.

The traces detected by the Ministry of Magic do not know who will be sent to here.

"Emergency appearance——"

A few weak candlelights lit up the originally dark cave.

"Welcome -" the voice came from the deepest place.

Vincent walked in with cold eyes.

A fat wizard appeared in front of him.

He wore rings on all ten fingers of his hand, each with a different gemstone.

"Dear guest, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Do you want to collect anything?"

A cunning look flashed across the wizard's face, "As long as it's valuable, I will give you a suitable price."

"How much is this worth?" Vincent took out an ounce of Acromantula venom.

"Hmm - 40 galleons."

The herbal medicine shop has 80 galleons, here it is just cut in half.

His voice had no fluctuation, "I have 100 ounces, how much is it worth?"

The fat wizard looked a little surprised and squinted his eyes to look at it carefully for a moment.

A tall man dressed in black, with long greasy black hair and an extremely impatient and indifferent attitude.

"Let me guess, you should be an employee of Hogwarts."

"How much is it worth?"

"6600 Galleons."

Vincent tossed over a small cloth bag with a traceless stretching charm on it.

"Da——" The fat wizard held it firmly in his hand, then opened it to confirm the quantity.

The capacity of the bag alone is quite large, making it worthy of being a dean-level figure.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, "Distinguished guests, their origin -"

"no problem."

He poured out 7 money bags from a ring, "The extra 400 galleons are a little thought from me, Ebenezer Burke."

Vincent frowned under the cloak and caught the money bag.

Boke is one of the twenty-eight sacred families.

Although their family currently runs a shop specializing in dark magic items in Knockturn Alley, it is rare that any of their members have joined the Death Eaters.

If I remember correctly, there are two store owners in the Bojinbok store.

One was Caractacus Bork, commonly known as Mr. Borgin.

The person introduced by the Rozier family is probably another Mr. Bock who has not appeared for many years.

I'm afraid that by revealing my true identity at this time, I don't want to get something from him.

Instead of counting the amounts in the seven money bags, he looked at each other with interest.

Each of the rings worn on the ten fingers is a magic item.

The ones with the aura of black magic are the two on the left and right index fingers;

There are three items that are obviously alchemical items;

There is one mithril material;

There is one who casts the Traceless Stretching Charm;

The effects of the remaining two are unknown. They are probably used for defense or offense.

"Dear guest, do you have any questions?"

Vincent said nothing, and Ebenezer could only see half of his face under the cloak.

"Okay, I won't give in." He took out a stack of shiny cards from the ring.

"I wonder if you are interested in this?"

The gold and silver material, and the broken diamonds that reflect all kinds of light, can only be the most popular item in the black market recently, the wizard card from the Black Swan Wizard Card House.

Ebenezer grinned widely, "Dear guest, you should know what the recent skyrocketing price means, right?"

"I don't know." Vincent sneered and turned around.

The Mr. Bock in front of me is really cautious.

If you were an ordinary wizard, you might use the 7,000 galleons you just had to buy a few wizard cards.

But as the dean of Slytherin, I have no interest or need at all.

Once it is confirmed that it is not the person he is, he will definitely be taken advantage of.






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