Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1329: Dark wizards vs. Death Eaters?

There are no dementors.

Good.

After Albert stepped into Hogsmeade, he found that this former wizarding village has changed a lot.

The original shops have all been turned into shops selling black magic items, and the streets are full of small stalls selling all kinds of strange items, and all kinds of cries are ringing in my ears.

However, it didn't give him the feeling of shopping in Diagon Alley. Pedestrians on the street all have a gloomy aura of "I'm not a good person".

Fortunately, there is never a lack of guys who hide their heads and show their tails here, otherwise, even if Albert's dress is in harmony, he may be directly classified as not a black wizard.

After all, he doesn't give people a gloomy feeling.

"How much is this?"

Albert stopped at a stall selling rune snake eggs, and looked at the real thing on it in amazement.

Yes, the real thing.

There are really rune snake eggs on the stall.

Albert couldn't help but suspect that the black wizard in front of him was from Burkina Faso.

The black street vendor looked up at Albert, but didn't speak, wondering if he couldn't understand English.

Albert pointed to the rune snake egg and said again in French, "I want this, how many Galleons."

This time, the black man reacted and raised his hand to make a gesture towards Albert, which probably meant that he was not just selling.

Good guy!

Is this intended to be a robbery?

I can't see that not only your skin is black, but your heart is also black.

Albert looked the black wizard's eyes up and down, and after staring at him uncomfortable, he said calmly, "I want this kind of one. If you are willing to sell, the price can be negotiated. If you don't want to, then forget it." Already."

If the black man is willing to trade with him normally, that's fine. If he doesn't want to, he doesn't have the habit of being taken advantage of.

After seeing the black man shaking his head, Albert was about to leave.

He could see from the other party's eyes that the other party was here to tease fools.

Runite snake eggs are very rare. Few of them have been seen, let alone easily identified. Moreover, there are black identities from Burkina Faso. It is not surprising that snake eggs sell for sky-high prices.

Unfortunately, this guy in front of him is not a so-called black man from Burkina Faso at all, he is just a speculator who has used compound medicine.

Naturally, people like Albert are not welcome.

Otherwise, how can you cheat others Garen.

Albert took a deep look at the stall owner selling rune snake eggs, and continued to wander the streets. He had a hunch that there would be unexpected gains today.

The items sold on the stalls are basically rare contraband items. Not only can you see all kinds of black magic items everywhere, but you can also see the materials of many rare magical animals.

Unfortunately, the only problem is that the prices are very high, so black that Albert suspects that these hawkers are really here to sell items?

It even made Albert think about looting. As long as he got those precious materials, he wouldn't need to worry about those contraband materials in the next few years.

However, this thought was suppressed by Albert as soon as it came to mind. Of course he would not do such a thing, but... the Death Eaters may not be sure, maybe they originally planned to do that.

No good, Yaxley wouldn't do it.

Passing through the lively neighborhood, Albert stopped at the entrance of the noisy Pig's Head Bar. He found Ludo Bagman who was playing cards with someone on the table on the right hand side of the counter, and walked over.

"I heard that you have a batch of goblin silverware in your hand and are eager to get rid of it." Albert told the point of his visit straight to the point.

"I do have some goblin silverware that I want to sell, are you interested?"

Ludo Bagman looked up at the strange man in front of him. He didn't know him, but this kind of thing is not strange here.

"I need to see the goods first," Albert said.

"Oh, of course."

Ludo Bagman looked a little nonchalant, "But you know goblin silver is not cheap."

"As long as something satisfies me, the price is not an issue?"

This statement attracted a lot of prying eyes.

There is no one who does not like a big dog.

If it was changed to another place, it is estimated that some unpleasant things have already happened.

"It's not suitable here, let's go to the empty room upstairs."

Ludo Bagman dropped his cards and said in a low voice.

After he gave me the look of several of his accomplices, he got up and went to the counter, and asked the boss Aberforth to borrow the empty room upstairs for a private transaction.

Stepping on the creaking stairs to the second floor, Ludo Bagman pushed open the first room on the left, invited Albert to enter with a smile, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go get it item", it disappears.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

The next moment, the door was pushed open, and four wizards entered one after another, and used the Imperius Curse on the people in the room.

Unfortunately, there is no one in the room.

Is this black eating black?

How dare Ludo Bagman!

Standing by the side, Albert calmly looked at the four astonished dark wizards, raised his wand and controlled them by name one by one from behind.

After another minute, Ludo Bagman came in with the goblin silverware. He naturally wanted to trade with the other party, but the price... He just turned his head and saw the stranger pointing at the magic wand. Own.

And his four accomplices also pointed their wands at themselves.

Failed?

This ridiculous idea popped into Ludo Bagman's head, and before he reported his identity as a Death Eater to threaten the other party, he felt light-headed.

"This is indeed a good choice, but the price is too expensive."

Even if a piece of goblin silverware sold for thousands of galleons, it would not be surprising.

Of course, even if it only sells for a few dozen Galleons, it is normal.

"...None of what I want."

Albert looked at the silver plate, knife and fork in front of him, and fell into a brief silence.

"I only offer this price." Albert drew towards Ludo Bagman, "If you agree, we can cooperate for a long time."

Ludo Bagman seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally nodded his assent, taking from the goblin a set of cutlery, an accurate silver goblet, a possibly enchanted silver mirror, and fine silver gloves. Sold to Albert for one hundred Galleons.

Next, Albert spent another five Galleons to buy a short sword used by fairies for self-defense from Bagman. According to his judgment, the entire short sword should be made of fairy iron .

After Ludo Bagman shared the wealth with four other accomplices in front of Albert, he took the Gallon he just got and went to the street outside to buy a bunch The "materials" that need to be used, but took those materials and exchanged a batch of "props" that would come in handy with Albert.

Both parties are happy with the deal.

Before Ludo Bagman left, he patted his chest and promised that the next trade would give Albert what he needed.

Looking at the backs of the five people leaving, Albert put away the pile of rare materials on the table one by one, then went downstairs, and left the Pig's Head Bar under the guidance of everyone.

"I'm looking forward to it." Albert murmured.

He found that he was more adaptable to this chaotic era than the Death Eaters.

"If I become the Dark Lord one day, I won't have anything to do with Voldemort." Albert couldn't help complaining, and he even had a feeling in his heart that he might as well use the Imperius Curse to control the Death Eaters , the idea of ​​turning Voldemort into a loner~IndoMTL.com~ A complete set of ideas gradually took shape in Albert's mind.

Of course he couldn't do it on his own, but...he has the Elder Wand, so this ridiculous plan is really possible.

Looking at the new task that appeared on the panel, Albert couldn't help but complain: "Is this the big boss behind the scenes?"

Albert has no interest in being a behind-the-scenes BOSS or something.

There are too many calculations, too tiring.

I just thought about it just now, and Voldemort is not an idiot. Once a large number of core Death Eaters are controlled by the Imperius Curse, it is easy to see the flaws.

Thinking about it carefully, the Imperius Curse is indeed quite terrifying, no wonder it is classified as the Unforgivable Curse.

Albert was suddenly looking forward to the battle between the Dark Wizard and the Death Eaters.

Anyway, both sides are not good people, and they will die if they die.