From Azkaban To Hogwarts

After finding a place to live with Singed and Adams, and visiting the magic items market in Russia for a few days, William lost his job.

Of course, it's not a professor's job, but a temporary guest tour guide job.

Before William could find a way to get to the raw material market on the other side, the three of them had to go their separate ways.

There are circles of herbalists who practice herbal medicine, and there are circles of alchemists who practice alchemy. Industry masters like Adams Singed will be known by their peers after just visiting related shops. There are almost no owls coming to send invitations. Stopped.

William would definitely not be able to go to such a highly technical coterie gathering - even if they were not xenophobic, people like William who were interested in herbalism only because of potions would probably not be able to understand those professional terms.

When Singed made the hair growth potion, he showed them the original formula, but they still couldn't understand it?

The two friends went to the banquet, and William happened to have some time. After thinking about it, he decided to go to the black market.

Although it is illegal in theory, when there is no chaos here, there is also a gray area, let alone the current situation - there may be many people making profits in the black market. It may be a little chaotic, but there are definitely more good things than usual. .

He didn't take Adams and the others with him before because he was afraid that all three professors at Hogwarts would be arrested, which would be too embarrassing. Now that William is alone, it is much easier to run - he feels that he can do it without being burdened. Luo's men slipped out.

Once his thoughts moved like this, he could no longer extinguish them. William simply prepared the polyjuice potion and some simple makeup materials that he secretly bought during the summer, covered it up a little, and then found a way to the black market.

Of course, you don’t drink the Polyjuice Potion. Just create some flavor to let people know that the person in front of you has taken the medicine. If you put on a little makeup, others won’t even be able to recognize your original face. This is to guard against those who don’t even know the Polyjuice Potion. A novice who can't even recognize it.

When William found the remote alley with ease, even he was surprised why he was so familiar with it.

'It's still the same public toilet style...'

The old man with a white beard at the door of the public toilet squinted his eyes and looked at William, then knocked on the broken card on the tree behind him.

The first line is in incomprehensible Russian, the second line is in English.

[Public toilets cost 4,000 new rubles per person per trip. 】

The four thousand strokes were applied twice, and the smear was so heavy that the original price could not be seen at all.

The third line, which William is also familiar with, is in Chinese and also contains toilet prices.

Even though he had relevant memories, William still couldn't help but want to scold you for not grabbing it...

The old man smiled at William, and then pointed to another sign, still with three lines, which probably meant that the fine for open urination in the alley was 2,000 new rubles...

“How much does it cost to pay in Sico?”

"Three, welcome. The third hole with a sign under maintenance is the entrance. Just kick the water pipe and it will open. Please help yourself."

The old man was happy, his smile was extremely bright, and he stretched out his hand towards William.

"Damn it," William took out three Sickles, "When did we start charging? It turns out there is no threshold!"

"It turns out it's true," the old man shook his head, "If there is no threshold now, the market will be crowded by scammers! This is almost more prosperous than Mule Street!"

While complaining, he told William, "By the way, if there are Muggles using it, please close the door before kicking it, otherwise it will violate the confidentiality law."

"Oh my God...are you really using this as a public toilet?"

William was stunned for a moment.

"The economy is in recession, and the black market has to find ways..."

The old man shook his head and said, "Of course, you can use it for free. Our toilet is pretty good."

"No, thanks."

William waved his hand, walked directly inside, closed the door of the maintenance toilet, and kicked open the hidden wall.

——

The old man was right, if there was no threshold, this place would probably be really crowded.

William has been accompanying Adams and the others on a good tour of the finished goods market in Russia these days, but the street named after wine looks like a countryside compared to this small black market.

Just when William came out of the entrance and tried to find the landmark building, he met three or four people selling magic props - you know, in the magical world with strong traditional concepts, these things will never be sold easily. Even if purebloods have to sell a little bit to maintain their dignity, they won't do it in a big way.

'As expected, wizards are not completely separated from ordinary society...'

William looked around, not having much desire to buy - he had a whole drawer of ordinary magic props, and even one of the top magic props nominally belonged to him. To him, this thing was not that precious. .

He was just a little emotional. According to his memory before entering Azkaban, the black market here was still so lively - a society that was still functioning normally. It was impossible for the black market to wander on the line of illegality in a gray area. Make it so big.

'It should be right up front...the guy who led the smugglers across the market. I remember that he can easily solve the formal channels, much faster than filing an application. ’

According to his memory, William found the small room.

"Dong dong dong."

"Please come in."

A childish voice came from the door, the voice of a teenager.

William touched the wand and walked in - his hearing was not bad, he was indeed a teenager.

"Where's the old boss?"

William asked complicatedly in his heart, there is no good luck in this business-according to Azkaban, you either have to live in gold and silver, or you have to live in Azkaban for retirement.

Of course, Azkaban is not a concern here.

"Oh, you said my grandpa -" the child pretended to be an adult, "He has gone to lead a team to do business and is reluctant to close the door. I will take over for a few days."

…

"Do you have connections?"

"Yes, introduce special business, purchase black magic books, purchase black magic props, smuggling, smuggling, reselling prohibited products - what do you want?"

The child said a long list of English words without discounts, "I made this in school, even the professors bought British products from me. You know, the imitations in the British wizarding world are the best. There are a lot of them over there." This is what goblins do!"

William didn't know what to say for a moment - he knew about the goblin counterfeiting, but he hadn't heard of the sale abroad in Azkaban. It was probably a new business.

Also, resell it to the school. This place has been closed for several years and is so short of supplies?

"Are there any banned books?"

"Which one do you want? There are Asian, European, African..."

"Things related to black magic, of course defensive skills can also be used, it is best to be systematic."

Since this kid was so boastful, William naturally set the most stringent conditions. Although it was possible to buy Russian books, according to the recent chaos here, it is very possible for some high-end knowledge to leak out.

"It's related to black magic..." The child was stunned, "I often hear this, but defense skills are also rare..."

‘Really? ’

According to the big man, if there really was one, he would have taken care of it and expected to sell it at a high price - this kid was just like what he said, he was not a layman, and he would probably be the heir to this shop in the future.

He took out two Galleons and made a pattern according to what the smuggler next door said.

"Old customer -" the kid's eyes lit up and he shouted at William in disgust, "If I hadn't told you earlier...you guys all think I can't do business at my young age!"

"There is a customer who has entrusted me with selling some books on consignment. I can be an intermediary, but the fee is the old rule, 15% of the transaction price."

He said the price quite tactfully, "You go to the back room and wait for a while, I will notify the seller."

——

‘Theoretically, I can’t be cheated—the old smuggler next door ran the same route, and I was broke before I was released from prison, so I was not qualified to be tricked. ’

'Of course, you still have to be careful. Theoretically, you shouldn't go to a place like this alone, but if the other party tries to take advantage of you, I don't have no cards. ’

"Don't be in a hurry to cross the market. Let's settle the magic book first. I don't know why the seller boasted so much, but I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue." ’

Occasionally appearing black magic is not a problem, but systematic black magic is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and coupled with defensive skills, it is enough to prevent some wizards from going to Hogwarts and passing it on to their apprentices from generation to generation.

Anyone who can come up with this is either a liar or a guy with an orderly inheritance. You must be careful.

"Here we come, right over there, there is only one person's footsteps - of course, not sure if there is any disguise."

William held the wand, not facing the door, and moved his steps slightly.

"Attack immediately if something goes wrong. Apparition is not prohibited here. Anyway, I came with a false identity. If I don't cause trouble, I will change my identity next time..."

But the early warning magic still told William that there were two people.

The door opened and the little boy, slightly disguised, was accompanied by a hooded man.

"Okay, I'll bring it here. You two can talk. When you come out, tell me the commission I should charge - I know what the price of those things should be. Gentlemen, this store has been open for one hundred and thirty years. You all understand."

He said, pretending to be an adult, and closed the door.

"Hello."

"Hello."

William stared at the other party's clothes. The other party's wand was more obvious than his. It was obvious that the other party was also wary.

But he won a hand, and the other person's voice was not disguised, and William recognized it immediately - there was no way, the voice of this park magician was too unique, and the way he pointed his wand at William really made William not be careful. point.

"Everyone is very alert, please put your wand away a little..." William said in a changed voice, "Otherwise, we won't be able to do business, Mr. Magician."

"Oh, it turns out you've seen my performance." The other person was stunned for a moment, then relaxed, not panicking at all when his identity was revealed. "That's great. Those who like magic won't be bad people."

‘What do you call magic? ’

Although William had to admit that the other party's skill with the wand was quite good, and he didn't notice the magic when he performed the magic, but at this moment he firmly refused to admit that it was magic.

"I see doubts in your eyes, but that's real magic - well, it's a little bit magically assisted..."

"But that doesn't matter. What we want to talk about now is not that, but the deal about magic books..."

William didn't say a word. The bastard magician changed his tone twice, "I need to know what you want those things for... Although I'm not responsible for that now, I still want to ask clearly. I have to ensure that the buyer Preferring defensive skills..."

"I'm curious..." William looked at him, his eyes unwavering, "You ask for this and that, why do you have all these black magic?"

"Oh..." He hesitated and simply took off his hood, "I'm not good at this. I used to be...forget it, that title is gone. According to you British people, it's called Auror."

…

William almost disapparated.

"Auror, want to be a magician?"

He finally understood why the other party was not panicking - only the black market was afraid of Aurors, how could any Auror be afraid of the black market?

To put it bluntly, if something happened to the other party, there would be no need to open this place - if he hadn't seen that the other party had no desire to arrest people, and the other party said that he used to be, William would just use magic and run away.

"You have to lose your job when it's time to lose your job. You have to support your family, right?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "We have a colleague who is good at divination, and he also said that a great man is going to be a taxi driver next!"

"Of course, there will be some problems with his divination, but it is already very accurate."

"This country and the Ministry of Magic in this country have been greatly impacted..."

"Sigh... no one can say for sure," William scratched his disguise, "I really don't know what to say about the taxi... I know someone who divined numbers and predicted that something happened here..."

"Really? But what's the use of that? There are all kinds of divination, who knows which one to believe?"

"Those fortune tellers calculate everything, but who believes it? Who knows whether what they do is real or fake?"

There are too many people who are pretending to be false, and William cannot believe them.

"Um, by the way, please cast a Patronus Charm, sir."

The former Auror who was a magician said to William, "I can't accept selling it to a dark wizard - and dark wizards absolutely cannot use a Patronus."

"Please use it, otherwise no offer will work. My colleague predicted that I will be a great person in the future... Although everyone has resigned, he still allowed me to believe in him once. If there is no patron saint spell, then these You can’t take away the books.”

…

"Fine…"

William stared at the other person, and finally raised his wand and rushed aside as if resigned to his fate.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

He cast a spell to the side, and a faint white mist spurted out from his wand, and then nothing happened again.

The Patronus Charm, half-failed.

"Well, it does look like it's not very successful..."

The former Auror was having a hard time holding back his laughter.

"Laugh if you want, and then give me a price!"

"It's nothing, it's very common." The former Auror endured a lot of hardship, and then used his wand to summon a bear.

"Well, if you practice hard, you will succeed. The books are here. One thousand galleons. This is my bottom line."

William flipped through the book, and it was more comprehensive than he imagined.

"Here's the money, just click it." William was so shocked that he no longer wanted to pretend to go to the bank. He looked at the other party's tactics and didn't worry at all that the other party could stop him.

"If the number is right, I will take the book."

William stuffed the book into his bag and apparated away - I don't know why, although he got the book, he felt like he had lost a lot...