Tumbledown Alley is only separated by a wall from Diagon Alley next door, but here and the latter are two worlds.

The decoration style of the Diagon Alley store is mainly based on warm colors such as brown and gold, supplemented by red brick walls, which make people feel happy and warm and comfortable.

But in Tumbledown Alley, the gray-white brick walls look like they're made of the bones of dead people.

Dirty and grey, it forms the main tone of Tumbledown Alley.

The shops here are all selling shady things, shrunken human heads, huge black spiders, all kinds of weirdly twisted stumps and severed arms, these are only the most rudimentary.

In fact, there's only one truly top-notch store here.

Borgin Bock antique shop.

To some extent, the reason why Tumbledown Alley was not banned by the Ministry of Magic was largely because of this shop.

Ancient wizarding powers such as Malfoy used their remaining influence to secure the last place where they could sell their stolen goods.

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Apparition from the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Carl appeared directly at the mouth of the alley of Tumbling Alley, and this was the second time he had come to Tumble Alley.

Last time, because he was accompanied by two adults, Nick and Louise, there was no trouble for anyone to come up to him.

And this time, as soon as he entered the alley, there were several malicious eyes staring at him up and down.

Most of these people are ragged and ugly, and Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, looks good standing in the middle of them.

Unlike the pure-blood wizards of the ancient wizarding families who occasionally come here to dispose of the stolen goods and some clerks who come here to purchase supplies for special matters, the real permanent residence in the Tumbledown Alley is all the garbage that cannot be put on the table in some wizarding society.

It is infested with greedy thieves and human traffickers, debt dodders who have nothing, and dark witches who are ignorant and play with black magic to turn themselves into ghosts.

These people, who say that they are dark wizards, are exalting them, they are more like maggots in the sewers, and they are the lowest existence in the wizarding world.

They bully the weak and fear the hard, even the adults in Muggles dare not mess with them, and only when those who really seem to be non-threatening appear that they dare to come up and ask for trouble.

And Carl clearly fits that condition.

Actually, this time he came to Tumble Alley, and Carl still changed his appearance slightly.

But he was as handsome and handsome as ever, which took him a lot of effort.

His face is so perfect that it will take some time to create a picture of the same level.

Who made him a perfectionist?

He hadn't changed his size or age, because he couldn't do it with magic alone, and he had to rely on Polyjuice Potion, which would be even more troublesome.

So, as soon as he appeared in Tumbledown Alley, he was targeted.

Handsome in appearance, neat and tidy in clothes, at first glance it is a child of a wealthy family, but there is no adult company around, whether it is taken to sell for money, or to threaten his family in exchange for honorarium, it is a good choice.

For them, Carl is a moving golden galleon.

In a matter of moments, several ragged wizards were already secretly looking at him in the corner, whispering incessantly as they looked.

Sporadic words came to Carl's ears, such as "kidnapping", "selling money", "paying a ransom", and so on.

And while these people were still whispering something, someone had already taken action before them.

"Isn't it lost, lovely boy?" a wrinkled old witch with a disgusting smile and mossy teeth barred his way.

"Please get out of the way, thank you. Karl said politely.

He was greeted with a disgusting laugh, "What a polite child!"

"Thank you for the compliment. Carl said to the witch with a smile.

Then he tried to go on his way around the witch.

But it was too late, and more wizards came around.

"Look whose kitten this is. A bald, bucktoothed wizard stared at Carl with an almost squinting look.

It immediately caused a disgusting burst of laughter.

At the same time, many people have the same eyes as the bald wizard in their eyes.

Moreover, the vast majority are male witches.

"I'm sorry, I can't bear this. Karl shook his head and swung his wand sharply, making a "crackling" sound, like a long whip that could not be seen.

Everyone didn't care, they thought it was just the futile resistance of the little wizard in front of them, but immediately, they didn't think so.

Through the cracks in the bricks of the ground, countless black ropes came out and went down their feet, like poisonous snakes, and quickly wrapped around the bodies of the people who laughed the most.

The wizards who were wrapped in the ropes could not even break free, and as soon as the rope touched their bodies, they let out heart-rending screams and writhed their bodies on the ground in pain.

"What the hell is this?"

Many of the wizards standing outside were not caught in the ropes, and they looked at the people inside in horror, not knowing what was happening.

It seemed to them to be nothing more than a common rope summoned by the little wizard with magic.

But why are everyone who touches them screaming?

These bullies and fears the hard, they didn't even dare to attack Carl with their wands.

The horror of the people inside made them instinctively frightened, and they only stood there for a few seconds before they began to flee in all directions.

Karl ignored the fleeing men, and a minute later, he waved his wand, and the ropes on the other wizards were gone, except for the bald wizard who had made a look at him at first.

". He said to them.

These people are on the verge of amnesty, and that minute is as long as a year to them.

The men got up from the ground trembling and looked at Karl in fear, and then immediately dispersed.

As a result, only Carl and the bald wizard were left in the entire alley.

He walked over to the bald man, who was still screaming and twisting on the ground.

The black rope was still wrapped around his body.

These are not ordinary ropes, but the embodiment of the Drill Heart Mantra.

Anyone who uses any of these curses on someone else will be imprisoned in Azkaban for the rest of his life, but only if someone finds out.

With this method of using the Diamond Heart Charm, the Ministry of Magic could not convict Cal even if the Aurors were present, as it was almost another magic.

"What am I going to do with you?" said Carl, looking at the bald man twisted in pain, but more like talking to himself.

The bald man kept screaming, and he didn't have the energy to answer his words, or even hear it.

Soon, Carl had an idea.

He pointed his wand at the man, and the words came out of his mouth.

Immediately afterward, the man shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the ropes that were wrapped around him naturally fell to the ground and disappeared.

In a moment, the man had vanished, replaced by a black crow standing on the ground.

It worked?!

Karl looked at the crow on the ground in surprise.

He beckoned at the crow, who flapped his wings and flew off the ground.

It circled in the sky above Carl's head before landing on his shoulder.

Touching the smooth feathers on the crow's body, Karl smiled and said, "Since you admire my handsomeness so much, you should always follow me." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the crow, "Let's call you Hades, just to be Hela's companion." ”