Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 218: Trading rules

Aberforth was stunned when he heard Albert say this, but he never thought that the other party actually had this idea. It just requires potions made from materials obtained from the black market, or the manufacture of magic props requires complex craftsmanship and technology. It feels incredible to hear from a young wizard like Albert, even a joke prop is not a child can do. easily made.

However, Fred, George and Lee Jordan don't think so. They are very aware of Albert's ability, and naturally think that Albert's words are very reasonable. Some things really cannot be obtained from regular channels, so only Now that they can go through the black market, if someone can help them in this regard, it will naturally save a lot of time and trouble.

Albert did not intend to continue to struggle with these questions, looked at Aberforth, and asked, "How can I get the Patronus to speak?"

"Perhaps, you should master the physical Patronus first, and then consider this issue." Aberforth did not answer Albert's question.

"I think I'll be able to master the physical Patronus very soon." Albert said softly, "If you don't mind, we can talk about how to get the Patronus to speak before the thief comes back. , this method of communication is very special, as far as I know, there is no relevant record in the library, if possible, I don't want to miss such an opportunity."

Aberforth narrowed his eyes. If he had ignored the guy in front of him with his temper, he would have driven him out of the Pig's Head Bar. However, Albert's specialness caught his attention, and Aberforth was eager to see what amazing things the guy in front of him would do.

"Knowledge is priceless." Aberforth said with a smile, the little old man now looks like a profiteer.

"Of course, my reputation is very reliable." Albert understood what the other party meant, didn't he just want money?

However, Albert is not a big deal. He raised his hands and asked, "What's the price?"

"Yes." Aberforth quickly suppressed the surprise on his face and nodded.

"However, before that, you must first teach me how to get the Patronus to speak. After I learn it, I will pay you the other nine Galleons." Albert stated his request.

"How do I know if you've got it?" Aberforth asked rhetorically.

"I think it will be almost by this time next year, Hagrid will be our witness." Albert said, looking at Hagrid, "Whether I have it or not, I will pay you the other nine Galleons, but In the meantime, you must tell me how to get the Patronus to speak."

"Many wizards spend their entire lives failing to summon a physical Patronus," Aberforth said meaningfully. He agreed, though, and found it interesting.

He doesn't understand where Albert's confidence comes from, but that doesn't prevent him from making this deal with Albert.

"Under normal circumstances, the physical Patronus cannot be summoned. It can only be said that they have never practiced the Patronus Charm hard." Albert said calmly.

"I can't understand what you're talking about?" Hagrid was still confused.

However, Fred and the others were unbelievable that Albert was willing to spend ten Galleons to learn a spell like a guy who didn't seem very reliable.

What's more nonsense is that they are still talking.

Mundungus didn't make everyone wait too long, and hurried back quickly, carrying a small bucket full of salt in his hand, which he handed directly to Albert.

"You are very insincere." Albert glanced at the salt in the keg, did not reach out to take it, but looked at Mundungus with a scrutiny, and said, "Trade must pay attention to integrity, even in Only in the black market can this relationship last long enough.”

"You're making fun of me?" Mundungus looked a little exasperated, and shut up as soon as he drew his wand, because he was stunned to find that his wand had been disarmed by the boy in front of him, and that Fred Several people also took out their wands and pointed at themselves for the first time, looking eager to try.

"This requires five barrels, maybe you should change to a larger barrel." Albert's face still kept a faint smile, reminding Mundungus kindly.

"You're amazing." Mundungus took the wand that Albert had thrown over, and the Apparition disappeared.

"Where did you say that guy got the salt?" Lee Jordan looked at where Mundungus disappeared, turned his head and asked Albert.

"Does this matter? Nothing in the black market is ever clean." Of course Albert could guess that the bucket of salt was probably stolen from somewhere by Mundungus. However, Albert didn't care about the origin of these things, so he was naturally prepared to buy things on the black market.

After a while, Mundungus came back cursing and squeezing with a vat full of salt in his hand.

"Your Galleon." Albert put a Galleon in Mundungus's hand and said with a smile, "Look, isn't it good?"

The dissatisfaction on Mundungus' face was swept away when he saw Galleon.

It's a good deal for him, the salt and barrels are from Muggles, and it only takes a while to earn a Galleon.

However, Mundungus soon saw what silenced him, as Albert waved his wand and cast a spell on the bucket of salt.

A moment later, he looked up and said, "It looks like you didn't use the Copy Charm to copy the salt."

Not only Mundungus was silent, but even Fred looked at Albert in astonishment.

"Isn't it weird? It's not weird, after all, I'm dealing with people in the black market. There's nothing wrong with being careful." Albert's tone was still flat, as if he should have done it.

"What if Mundungus used the Copying Charm?" Aberforth asked curiously, and the scene just now refreshed his knowledge of Albert.

"What do you think?" Albert said with a half-smile.

There was an even longer silence around, and no one thought it was a friendly smile.

"He's a ruthless fellow," thought Aberforth.

"By the way, I hope you don't have an anti-stalking spell on your body. If I need something, I will contact you through owl. By the way, your name is Mundungus, right, I remember yours Name." With that said, Albert took out a note from his pocket, and really wrote down Mundungus' name.

Mundungus couldn't help wiping away his cold sweat~IndoMTL.com~ secretly scolding Albert's insidiousness. Fortunately, he didn't think of using the copy curse just now, otherwise he didn't know what would happen.

He remembered another thing, rubbed his palms and said, "If you need rune eggs, I can find a way to get them for you. Of course, the price is not cheap."

"If you can get it, you can write to me, my name is Albert." Albert said, "By the way, I only need two."

"Mundungus agreed." Hagrid thought it was incredible.

"He can easily make money from me, why don't you agree?" Albert pouted and said, "Aren't they just for the money?"

"Aren't you afraid that Mundungus will fool you with fakes and defective products?" Aberforth asked rhetorically, which is actually quite common in the black market.

"I hold a grudge," Albert said. "If Mundungus did this, I wouldn't mind letting him understand why the flowers are so red and why the sun rises in the east."

"That's not good." Aberforth was choked. Although he didn't understand what those words meant, he already knew Albert's attitude.

"It's time for us and you to go back." Hagrid said suddenly, "I'll take you back, don't think about staying here too long."

"Oh, Hagrid, we have other things to do," George said dryly.

"No, you have to go back, or I'll tell Professor McGonagall about it and tell her you sneaked into Hogsmeade, and I think she'll put you in confinement." Hagrid unceremoniously Bring out the big killer.

"Let's go to see Lou Wei with you." Lee Jordan said suddenly.

"No, you must go back to the castle now," Hagrid insisted.

"Oh, well, don't be mad at Hagrid."