Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1254: It’s a mistake

"Time converter?"

"Yes, time converter... You know, before being imprisoned in Azkaban, I had been doing some resale transactions on the black market... At that time, you didn't make less money, did you? After Voldemort's complete failure this time, I gradually ran out of money and started to return to my old business..."

In the study of McNeill's house, Nott and Walton are talking quietly.

To be honest, Knott is not completely ridiculous, because he is indeed a second-door dealer who makes a living by switching objects.

Due to the fact that the life of the Knott family has become more and more difficult in the past 100 years, in order to maintain it, almost every generation of their family has been selling property. And this also allowed their family to accumulate a lot of personal collectors and vendors.

Since Knott's father, their family finally used this resource to become a black market dealer who reselled all kinds of magic items, collectibles and cherished materials.

Yes, in fact, he and Mondungus have similar means of making a living.

It's just that compared to the latter, the objects he and his father dealt with are of relatively high value-at least Mondungus's favorite low-priced second-hand crucible, the father and son must not look down upon.

Speaking of Mrs. Parkinson's going to ask him about the time converter, from another perspective, isn't it just about the same as his "business"?

So to be honest, Knott really wasn't an excuse he made casually.

Just as Walton nodded clearly, Knott only paused for a while and quickly continued:

"And just last night I ran into a customer who wanted to acquire a time converter... you know? As soon as he opened this mouth, I thought of you!"

"I remember that when we were sent to the Department of Mystery by Voldemort, you seemed to have taken a time converter in the cabinet of the time hall? Although this thing is of high value, it is because of its special value. Sex, there have always been very few people willing to accept... Look, this time I have a chance to make a move, I am the first to think of you, brother!"

"Oh, that sounds great? Well, thanks, you deserve to be a good brother!"

Walton naturally wouldn’t think too much about it, because Knott’s words are indeed the truth-although the number of time converters is scarce, they are all precious research supplies from the Ministry of Magic, even if there are sporadic items underground. There are very few people who dare to buy home.

Once it is found, to some extent, it will be even more serious than the nature of collecting dark magic items.

"That's right," Walton thought for a while, and suddenly became a little worried. "Who is the wizard who asked you to buy the time converter? Is it an Auror?"

"Come on!" Knott immediately waved his hand when he heard the words, "You also know the situation in London now-the entire Ministry of Magic is already overwhelmed? At this time, how can they care to play this kind of thing? The trick of bait fishing?"

"Well, that is true," Walton nodded, "When I slipped out yesterday, the ministry was already in a mess... Then, what price did the other party pay?"

"This is not yet discussed... After all, time converters are rare and there is a high probability of not being able to find them. Therefore, people have to see the goods before they are willing to talk about the price." Nott said, "But I can't believe it. Don't worry, I will help you negotiate a good price!"

……

More than half an hour later, Nott came out of McNeill's house after chatting with each other for a while in the study. When the door behind him closed again, Nott patted his chest pocket lightly, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The time converter is here, so next, it's time to find a way to figure out Mrs. Parkinson's purpose.

Obviously, this is certainly not an easy task without a clue at all.

While pacing and walking along the road in front of McNeill's house, Nott fell into a wave of silent contemplation.

"In normal times, the black market is definitely the most likely place. People who buy such illegal items are usually there to look for transactions. But...in terms of the situation in London these two days, I dare to go. Even if there is a wizard on the black market, it will not be Vanessa Parkinson..."

Nott muttered to himself, thinking about it left and right, and nodded.

"Yes, at this time, hiding quietly at home is the most appropriate choice. Therefore, while she is still at my house, it must be right to visit Parkinson's first."

Just do as he thinks of it, and Knott took a deep breath, then decisively apparated from the spot and disappeared. In the next moment, he had already appeared near Parkinson's house.

"Tuk Tuk--"

Not long after Nott stepped forward and knocked on the door, Sita, the house elf of the Parkinsons, opened the door for him.

"Hello, sir!" The elf yawned at Nott, and then said very politely, "Sir, is there anything important for me to visit Parkinson's house?"

"Um..." Nott glanced at Theta and asked knowingly, "Is the madam here?"

"Oh, sorry sir, the hostess just happened to be out now." The elf Sita respectfully said, "However, the host is at home...Of course, if the hostess has to be found, Sita can tell it on her behalf."

"Mr. Parkinson is at home?"

This was something Nott had thought of, because in his opinion, Vanessa's husband should still be in the Ministry of Magic. He is very familiar with that rigid bookworm. When he was in Hogwarts, Parkinson, who was in the same class as him, was basically a man who spent the whole day in the library.

"Then...Are there any other guests at this moment?"

Needless to say, this is Knott's biggest concern now. If there is a guest, it is probably the one who really wants a time converter! If you can sell the time converter directly to the other party, it will definitely make more money than selling it to Vanessa.

However, Sita the elf shook his head when he heard him ask.

"There was indeed a distinguished guest here, but he left just over ten minutes ago..."

A step late?

If you miss it this way, the chances of trying to find the other person will obviously be much lower-Nott can't help but feel a little upset. He would have lost a few gossips at McNeill's.

Immediately, Knott frowned slightly and asked:

"Do you know who that guest is?"

"Oh, yes..." Sita nodded suddenly, "It's Mr. Maca McLean."

"Mike--"

The name made Knott almost exclaimed subconsciously. Fortunately, he reacted in time and quickly stopped his involuntarily raising voice.

"Cough," he coughed slightly, then asked again, "Do you know where he went?"

"Sorry, sir, this Sita is not clear."

……

Yes, as Knott just learned at this moment, Maca has left Parkinson's house.

Because after returning there, he immediately learned from Pansy that Vanessa had gone out. Although he also let himself be patient and waited for a while in the main hall, but in the end he didn't want to waste time so much and decided to go out and find the other party.

This is not London, and there is no gray fog that can affect the perception of magic power. After analyzing the magical fluctuations left by Vanessa’s Apparition near the door, he familiarly figured out the appearance of the opponent. position.

So ten minutes ago, when Nott was still talking to Walton in McNeill's study, Maca had already arrived at his door.

"Boom."

Obviously without much effort, the slightly inferior wooden door was knocked by Maca like a drum, causing him to frown slightly.

But the people inside didn't let him wait too long. After a while, he saw that the door in front of him opened slightly, revealing a small face.

"Excuse me...Is the husband also here to find the Patriarch? He is not at home now."

It was Knott’s daughter Joey who opened the door, and perhaps it’s worth mentioning that Joey’s name for his father was somewhat different.

The previous Vanessa probably didn't notice this because she didn't care about these little things.

"Patriarch?"

Maka was secretly curious when she heard this name.

Naturally, he didn't know that Joey was Knot's daughter. No, he didn't even know that this was the home of the former Death Eater Orston Knot. The reason why he was curious was only because this name was not common in ordinary wizard families.

So he realized that the people living here are probably the descendants of a down-and-out family.

For the time being, putting these guesses aside, Maca said to the little girl behind the door:

"No, I'm not here to find your Patriarch... Well, I think a lady should have come here just now, right? The person I'm looking for is her."

"Ah!"

When Joey heard this, he immediately pursed his mouth and said:

"Yes, if the husband is looking for Mrs. Parkinson, she does rest in the living room."

"Well, good," Maca smiled at the timid little girl, "I have something to see her, please take me over, please!"

"This—"

Joy hesitated and shook his head:

"I have to ask about the husband's talent first... Sir~IndoMTL.com~Please wait a moment."

Before speaking, Maca saw her suddenly retracted her head, and then slammed the door shut again.

After a daze, Maca couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

"Click."

With a soft sound of the lock spring, the door opened on its own, and then Maca stepped forward and walked inside. Although it is not good to break into someone else’s house without permission, he really doesn’t want more. It took time.

"...Mrs. Parkinson, outside...a young gentleman is looking for you..."

Listening to the intermittent voice of the little girl in the living room, Maca shrugged, and then immediately walked in through the door.

"Madam, you don't have to guess who it is," he said calmly in the direction of Vanessa and Joey, "It's me, McLean."