Chapter 7 Local tyrants, please be friends with me

"Where is he?"

Sirius gasped, his eyes bloodshot as if he were about to erupt, his anger clearly ignited. If he had looked closely at the newspaper, it was obvious that he could have captured the information, but with Alan here, there was no need for it.

Alan spread his hands: "What's the use of telling you? This is Azkaban, not a bar in Diagon Alley, not just in and out if you want, not to mention the Dementors on an island, what if you go out? The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic are not raised to eat dry food. ”

"It's none of your business - just tell me where that bastard, that guy should be dead, where the hell is now!" Sirius almost roared back, apparently unable to contain his anger.

This strengthened Allen's intention not to directly help him but to let him take revenge himself - after so many years of psychological depression, instead of not knowing when it will break out, it is better to let Sirius receive wilderness survival training outside, anyway, he is an illegal Animagus, so he doesn't have to worry about being caught, how can he integrate into society without suffering.

Anyway, with Harry in there, his mentality won't explode, and besides, why is he bringing Sirius out now?

So, Alan raised his right hand at Sirius, and then desperately rubbed his middle and index fingers with his thumb, a gesture that made Sirius look directly stupid - what does this mean? location, name of person, or organization?

Seeing that he didn't react for a long time, Alan was a little anxious - "Dear Mr. Black, I took such a big risk to collect information and send it over, I can't be here to do charity, right?"

Such a direct mention of money made Sirius tremble, and in his stunned moments, a beautifully decorated piece of cardboard with elegant and clear font was pulled out of his pocket by Allen.

Business Description:

Trespass Risk Fee: 700 Galleons

Mental damage cost (Dementors are terrible): 300 Galleons

Unlock fee: 100 Galleons

Worm Tail Information Fee: 300 Galleons

Harry Potter information fee: 300 Galleons

Escape fee: 500 Galleons

Fee to help escape equipment: 300 Galleons

Sirius looked at the long list of names and numbers and was startled, Rao was even a child of a rich family who was still frightened by the bill.

"As you can see, we get what we pay for, adhering to the concept that the customer is Merlin, every service is quite good value for money, I personally recommend that you choose all, especially the escape package, which will be extremely beneficial for you to pay this arrears in the future, so we deliberately reduced the price a lot. "Allen is in serious nonsense.

"Oh, by the way, you've already used the three services above, please pay as soon as you get out. Alan added, looking at Sirius in a daze.

"Harry?" Sirius whispered the name as if he hadn't heard anything, his voice soft.

"That's right, Harry Potter, your godson, is pretty safe now, his message only costs 300 Galleons!" Alan pitched, he just wrote it for fun, not expecting Sirius to pay such a large price for a copy of the information that he could get when he went out.

But apparently he was wrong, he had no idea what a dog was.

"I bought them all, and I will pay you as soon as I can withdraw the gold when I get out!" Although this is quite a large amount of money, the local tyrant's response is - buy, buy, buy!

"It's a rather enjoyable collaboration - Wormtail is currently hidden in a wizarding family as a pet mouse, and Harry is currently a third year at Gryffindor, and you can see them on campus when Hogwarts starts in September. That's right - in order to make it easier for you to pay the balance in time, please accept this compound decoction, it should be a gift. ”

Alan took out a bottle of potion from his pocket, took out another Sikorai, thought about it and replaced it with Nat, and put a spell on it: "This is our token, if you still need to trade or you have enough Galleons, just send a notice - please trust our strength." ”

"Are you so relieved?, don't worry that I owe money and run away and not pay it back?" Sirius was a little puzzled, but a smile appeared on Allen's conjured face, "Of course not, so far, we don't owe a single debt. ”

Nonsense, the monk can't run the temple, I know the location of your house, it's great to grab the money you owe, anyway, you have a lot of treasures in your family - it's not against your heart at all!

Although he didn't know where Eren got his confidence from, it was clear that Sirius couldn't help it, and he didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a moment.

Alan saluted slightly, this person in front of him was not a prisoner of Azkaban, but a golden man of Azkaban!

After a few steps away, Alan suddenly remembered something: "Do you need treatment? 100 Galleons at a time, absolutely affordable!"

Seeing Sirius nodding, Alan casually tapped his finger - although it was not the ultimate healing magic, Sirius still felt that his physical strength and state had recovered most of his body, at this time, he smiled at Alan: "Excuse me, if I'm not mistaken, this can be regarded as a help for my escape - so, maybe this should be in the escape package?"

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The hearts of the people are not ancient, the world is declining, and even this small one hundred Galleon treatment fee has been pitted, and they are desperate for this materialistic magical world.

Alan crossed his fingers, nodded heavily, and asked, "Do you know where Bellatrix is?"

Sirius nodded subconsciously, and then realized that something was wrong - he clearly knew that his cousin was a Death Eater and must not be let out!

However, before he could say anything to intercept him, dark blue flames rose in the cell with Allen's snapping fingers, and the soul flames from the dog's head churned wildly in the cell, accompanied by a sharp wail, Bellatrix's soul was directly burned - losing her wand and being affected by the Dementors for so long, even if she was a top-tier Death Eater, it was too weak to kill him with a spell when she was unarmed.

Well, no matter how much history is corrected, it will not be able to return to its original track now. Although he knew that killing one more person would bring a lot of trouble, Alan felt that he was quite willing to accept the current price.

To his surprise, Sirius didn't ask for any explanation—the excuse he had prepared for the other party not to pay back the money was in vain. However, it can be seen that there is obvious vigilance on his face at this moment - probably after collecting the money, he can no longer cooperate.

It doesn't matter - he's not an old man, it's a big deal to change his face and tone and continue to deceive, phew, do business!

Alan turned his head, "Attention, Mr. Black - I'll show up and kill before I rush out, you have to take advantage of this opportunity!"

Well, it's rare to come here, and the system needs it so much, I'm sorry for not hitting the Dementors!