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On Diagon Alley, the most prosperous shopping street in the British wizarding world, there is a dark alley called knoneta11ey.

The alley is famous not because it is located behind Diagon Alley, the commercial center of the entire Wizarding World of Britain, but because of the coexistence of light and shadow, where the whole of British dark magic shops meet.

Although it has gone through many purges, black magic, like curses, necromancy is an integral part of the entire magic system, and the dark magic shop is like a weed in the field, after one batch has been eradicated, another batch will appear.

However, it is undeniable that after the appearance of the person whose name cannot be mentioned, black magic has been labeled as the person in the rather than the Cheng dù, and the magic that the person likes to use has even replaced the original black magic in a certain Cheng dù.

What's more, because of the heinous crimes committed by that person, more than ten years ago, after that person was defeated by a newborn baby for quite absurd reasons, the dark arts also fell into bad luck, and groups of researchers in the field of black magic were sent to Azkeban in the name of Death Eaters or in the name of collusion with Death Eaters, or simply wiped out.

In any world, the most powerful thing is not force, but power. And those who have grasped power, if they do not have the corresponding strength, then their most direct attitude towards those who have strong force is to fear and suppress. Of course, this repression will be in the name of supreme justice.

Although Chen Ping has wandered in the outside world for thousands of years, he has studied the history of the Celestial Empire after all, not to mention that he has experienced the rise and fall of empires and the changes of world affairs. After coming into contact with Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic, and Mr. Burkin, the structure of the world became clearer in his mind.

Coming out of the Ministry of Magic, Mr. Borgin took out a civilization stick from his bag, bent slightly, and walked in the direction of Tumbledown Alley. The Ministry of Magic had a fireplace, but they wouldn't allow themselves to use Floo Powder to go home.

Although close enough to the Death Eaters, Mr. Borgin himself was not a Death Eater. Although the Dark Wizard, whose real name was Tom Riddle, had worked in his shop for quite some time, it was with Mr. Borgin that Tom was exposed to enough knowledge of the dark arts to give him a solid foundation. The Ministry of Magic could not find a reason to say that Mr. Borgin himself belonged to that evil organization, and that he was more of a businessman after all, yes, that was it.

When I arrived at Dai Ah Gong Road, I walked through Diagon Alley, looking at this originally boundless and noisy commercial land, and the depression that came out at this time, Mr. Bokin's eyes flashed a glimmer of light.

"Old Bojin, you're back, those stinky boys, didn't do anything to you, quack."

Mr. Borgin pushed the door open, and was about to walk in, when the door of a store across the street opened, and a voice like a night owl rang out.

"It's Mrs. Raz, business is good today." Mr. Borgin laughed.

"Bojin, what you said is not authentic, hey, now the day, you have to get by." Mrs. Raz said.

"Hehe, it's late today, and I'm not in the mood to do business, how about it, come in and sit down." Mr. Borgin invited.

"Yo, this is really rare, okay, since you open your mouth, why do I have to give you a face, you wait, I'll come over immediately."

Bo Jin laughed dryly twice and walked through the door.

The old witch on the opposite side, Madame Raz, is the best soothsayer in Tumbledown Alley, and her Fortune Carriage Fortune Shop has a reputation in Tumbledown Alley that is hardly as good as that of Borgin-Burke's black magic shop.

However, Mr. Borgin knows the details of the other party, and what this Mrs. Raz is good at is not a pair of discerning eyes that can see through the future!

Madame Raz wasn't a soothsayer like Trelawney, she was a witch with a mastery of curses. What she's really good at is casting all kinds of curses on people who don't know what's going on, and then blackmailing them when they come to ask for help.

In Borgin Bock, there was once a beautiful opal necklace from Mrs. Raz, one of her masterpieces, with a curse attached to it that could kill anyone who accidentally touched it.

So in the dark arts, Lady Raz has another formidable nickname, Lady Doom!

Few people know that these two competitors in the eyes of others, the best business owners in the Tumble Alley, have a good friendship in private. Even Chen Ping only learned about this after reading Bojin's memories.

Mr. Borgin is the owner of the biggest dark magic shop in Tumbledown Alley not because he has a magic that no one else can match, but because he has a pair of discerning eyes and a pair of skillful hands.

Mr. Borgin is the best appraiser and collector of magical items in the Harry Potter world, and even the goblins at Gringotts have to admit it, he has the title of Gringotts' expert expert, and the magic object appraisal certificate issued is almost as authoritative as the official one. He is also an expert in the restoration of magic props, and in the original books, he repaired the vanishing cabinet that teleported to the Room of Requirement, and he has been inextricably linked to many ancient magical worlds throughout history. That's why the Ministry of Magic has been afraid to touch him, even though it knows that he supports some of the Death Eaters' actions. On the Death Eater side, no one dared to provoke Tom Riddle because he had been an apprentice in his shop.

Walking into his shop, Mr. Borgin's spine straightened, and he silently walked behind the high counter, the high-backed carved chair he liked to sit on. The dim light in the shop shone on his face, half hundred, half black.

The door was pushed open, and a small Mrs. Raz entered, her black cloak firmly wrapped around her.

"Old Bokin, what's wrong with you, you look weird today." Sensing the strange atmosphere in the shop, Mrs. Raz said.

"You've heard about today's events." Mr. Borgin said with a gloomy face.

"Yes, I've heard a few."

"Yes, Old Bokin was attacked by a young Auror, knocked to the ground, and then taken to the Department of Magic like a dead dog to be questioned by those bastards." Mr. Borgin's voice suddenly rose high, like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail.

His arms waved unconsciously in the air, and Sisdy roared: "I, Karaktakus Bock, the most knowledgeable scholar in the entire wizarding world, the best appraiser, the owner of the Merlin Medal, the head of the generation of the Burke family, how dare they disregard my dignity, the face of us wizards, these #¥%....... ”

A barrage of filthy words and curses erupted from Mr. Borgin's mouth, from Fudge to Scrimgeour, up and down the Ministry of Magic, scolded from head to bottom.

"Old Bokin......

It was the first time that Mrs. Raz had seen the old neighbor lose his temper so angrily, and she was stunned for a moment.

"They also want to restrict my freedom in life and require me to report back to them every once in a while, these #¥%......"

"Is this true?" Mrs. Raz's face also changed, and she sneered.

"This is a provocation, this is a provocation by these #¥% people to us in Tumble Alley, they don't have the ability to do those things in Diagon Alley, so they want to beat our idea." Mr. Borgin jumped to his feet.

"It's a pity that Tom's kid failed, he's a good boy, we should persuade him to kill all the garbage, it's not you, it's always useful to keep them." Mrs. Raz scoffed.

"I was wrong, I would have just wanted to be a businessman, well, even if it was a profiteer." Mr. Borgin sat back in his chair and said.

"Raz, there are a lot of scum on this street, but you are the only one I can believe, this time, you must help me." Mr. Borgin said.

"Tell me your price." Mrs. Raz said.

"Diagon Alley."

"What did you say?" Mrs. Raz said in surprise.

"Hmph, we're old, and we can't fight and kill like young people, but there is one thing, that is, we have brains better than them." Mr. Borgin raised his finger and tapped his head.

"You've probably been to Diagon Alley these days." Borgin asked.

"Yes, those young guys made Diagon Alley a miasma, but I like it." Mrs. Raz chuckled.

"But they're still too young." Mr. Borgin said.

Mrs. Raz's dim eyes rolled in their sockets, "What do you want to do?" ”

"That's right, I've made a lot of money over the years, and if I sell some of my collections properly, I'll probably be able to make up a million Galleons." Mr. Borgin said coldly.

"Uh, I can't see it, you're so rich?" Mrs. Raz said.

"Hmph, you can deceive others, you can't deceive me, and your savings will not be less than yours." Bo Jin said unceremoniously.

"What do you want to do?"

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