The main reason Tonks was attracted to it was that she saw a very familiar glass eyeball. This eyeball looked like the prosthetic eye of Mad-Eye Moody.
Tonks and Mad-Eye are old acquaintances, but they did not know each other because of the Order of the Phoenix. Tonks joined the Order of the Phoenix very late and had to wait until Voldemort came back to join.
Why is Tonks not one of the first members of the Order of the Phoenix? Because she is too young. Because of her mature appearance, Tonks always gives people the impression of a mature and reliable big sister. In fact, she has just graduated.
Year.
She and Charlie Weasley are in the same class! Charlie is only eight years older than Ron. Tonks and Harry can be said to be of the same generation from a Muggle perspective. But from a wizard's perspective,
It's just reluctant, Tonks is about half a generation older than Harry and the others.
The magic world always gives people a sense of confusion because of its special entrance time and education system. Since the magic world starts school at the age of eleven and graduates seven years later to join the workforce, many students enter the society at the age of seventeen or eighteen. Quite a lot.
The age of a high school student in the Muggle world.
This results in many people’s real ages not matching their impressions. For example, Harry’s parents always feel that they are almost thirty years old. In fact, Harry’s father James was born in 1960 and died in 1981.
She was twenty-one years old when she died - Harry was one year old and ten months pregnant at that time. Lily was probably pregnant with Harry when she was nineteen, which is completely inconsistent with the impression of ordinary people!
However, because Tonks' parents' stance favored the Order of the Phoenix, she also gained the attention of the Order of the Phoenix. She received Auror training under the attention of Mad-Eye Moody, a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and finally officially became an Auror this year.
——It is roughly equivalent to studying for a Ph.D. after graduation, and finally getting the highest degree in the magic world.
Because she was familiar with Moody, she also knew the magic of Moody's eye. She originally thought that this level of alchemy creation was the only one in the magic world. But she didn't expect that she would actually find herself in a filthy little house today.
I saw the same model in the store.
"What is this?" Tonks asked, pointing to the box.
"Hand of Glory," Mr. Borgin tried to cheer up and explained to Tonks: "Put a candle on it, and only the person holding it can see the light! It's a thief - he doesn't want to disturb other people's kindness at night.
Man’s best friend.”
Tonks sneered at Mr. Borgin's words. How could she not hear the implication of Borgin's words: This thing called the Hand of Glory is most suitable for thieves to use. It is also difficult for Borgin to do it in such a short time.
Here I can find a reasonable explanation for the Hand of Glory.
"It's not that one, it's that eyeball." Tonks ignored the Hand of Glory and the blood-stained playing cards next to it, pointing to the glass eyeball and asked.
Borgin: "I don't know."
He had already realized that Tonks was not a customer, so he had no obligation to answer her questions. He had just suffered from an occupational disease, so he answered her subconsciously.
Tonks realized the difficulty of the problem: Borgin refused to answer the question, and there was nothing she could do about him!
In the next ten minutes, no matter what Tonks asked, Borgin acted like "I don't know anything." Even if he gave an answer, he just talked about some insignificant functions in an understatement. This handkerchief can make things
Accelerates aging, that blanket can make items newer, that bread can strengthen memory, that kind of glasses can improve sleep quality...
Just from Mr. Borgin's answer, you can't sense the relationship between this store and black magic at all.
However, Borgin was not completely unscathed. Most of the tagged objects were confiscated by Tonks, and the ornaments on the shelf that looked like human bones were also put away by her.
"I know you're not telling the truth, Mr. Borgin, but it doesn't matter. There are people who are more knowledgeable than me." After playing charades for more than ten minutes, Tonks finally couldn't help it anymore. She took a deep breath,
Force yourself to calm down.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
There was a sound of wooden sticks hitting the ground outside the store door. When Bo Jin heard the sound, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed drastically.
With the ringing of the doorbell, a man holding a huge cane and wearing an oversized windbreaker appeared at the door of the store. He was not young, because his long hair had turned gray. The first thing anyone saw when they saw Moody was
Anyone who looks at him can tell that this man is a warrior who has experienced many battles, because every inch of skin on his face seems to be scarred, his mouth is like a big crooked hole, and the place where his nose should be raised is missing.
What made the thumping sound was one of his prosthetic legs. But the prosthetic leg was not his most obvious feature. He had two eyes, one was very small and had black eyes. The other was very large and had a distinctive bright color.
It is blue, and moves continuously without blinking, turning up and down, left and right, completely unrelated to the normal eye.
Seeing this man appear, Mr. Borgin's breath seemed to freeze. The thugs around him also widened their eyes and looked at the strange man at the door. A name was on their lips:
Alastor Moody! The most outstanding Auror in modern times, the hero of the Wizarding War, and the caregiver of the dementors in Azkaban. It is said that half of the Death Eaters in Azkaban were sent there by this Auror
of.
Tonks' expression suddenly softened, and she smiled and said to Moody: "Sorry to disturb your retirement life, Alastor. But I really need you to help me identify it, please excuse me."
"Yeah." Moody responded briefly, and then circled around Borgin Bockley, his prosthetic eye turning smoothly. Finally, his eyes stopped at the ball carried by a batter.
On the bag, there was the harvest they just had in this store.
"Fighting Death Eaters and dark magic can never be called a bother to me," he first replied to Tonks, then pointed at the bag and said, "You just confiscated these things? Half of them are still fake!"
Moody's gruff voice echoed in the store, and the beaters were in an uproar: Fake? How is that possible? Could it be that Bojin was deceived when he was collecting the items?
Moody pulled out his wand and shook it tremblingly. Several items that Tonks and the others had put away flew out of the bag and fell to the ground.
"These are all fake, the real thing is...here!" Moody limped behind the cashier, lifted his cane, and slammed the cashier hard, making a series of chains and gears creak.
Got up.
The cashier slowly rose, and a large cabinet floated up from the ground.
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Today, we are going to tell the story of Ignatius Tuft, the twenty-seventh Minister of Magic. He is the son of Wilmina Tuft.
PS: The writer’s words contain some evidence I have about Charlie and Professor McGonagall.