Chapter 1182: The Sound of Carriages in the Black Market
"Mr. Guild President, someone used the portal in the hall above just now...... Looks like it's coming in from the outside, you see? β
"Don't worry about coming in and out, most of the people they're coming in now are the ones who came to investigate. For example, the Aurors and batters of the British Ministry of Magic...... In short, whoever comes, it has nothing to do with us! Besides, it costs money for them to come in anyway - but whose money it is, it obviously doesn't matter that much! β
In the underground vault of the Dark Spirit Pavilion, there are many goblins coming and going right now. They were either riding in minecarts, wandering along the tracks, or huddled together in twos and threes complaining about the difficulties of the world.
And even the head of the Wizards' Guild of the Dark Spirit Pavilion Wizards Guild looked a little bored at the moment.
There is no way, due to the repeated turmoil of the black market, the originally hot business of the Dark Spirit Pavilion has become more and more deserted. And the elves of the Dark Spirit Pavilion, who have lost a lot of income all of a sudden, have been stretching their faces every day lately, and even the motivation to continue working has become less and less.
So, when the fog began to gradually envelop the entire black market, the head of the elf guild of the Dark Spirit Pavilion simply brought all the goblins into the vault located underground.
Because he felt that instead of staying on it and not making money, it would be better to disguise the buildings on both sides of the entrance as if they had been attacked, and to avoid the limelight this time as a priority.
"yes, yes! We just have to wait for them to put in the three silver sike tickets per person! β
The other elf standing next to the Guild Chief said sharply, holding a thick cigar in his hand, trimming the opening for the Guild Leader.
Speaking of this, he suddenly raised his head again and said flatteringly to the union president:
"To be honest, I'm actually quite supportive of that Helmo - they're wizards anyway, and since he can help us reduce the wizard population, maybe when the next International Council of Wizards starts, we elves will be able to get a seat on the council! When the time comes, I will definitely support you to be elected, Mr. Guild President! β
"Syndicate Senate?"
I saw that the head of the goblin union shook his head immediately.
"This kind of thing, let's let Gringotts get involved! But don't forget, our responsibility in the Dark Spirit Pavilion has been to manage underground affairs since ancient times...... Of course, I'd be happy to see some wizards die! Maybe the heirs of one of the big coffers down here will all be dead, and once the claim period is over, we will have one more extra income. β
Even at his current age, he couldn't wait for the end of the claim period, but he still felt excited when he thought of the future increase in the amount of money on the Dark Spirit Pavilion's books.
"But if that's the case, why don't we just work with that Helpo?" The goblin who was cutting the cigar heard this, and immediately wondered.
"No, there's no need for that," the union president said, waving his hand, "just don't help each other!" After all, don't look at the troubles that Helbo has made, but McLean of Hogwarts is not a guy to mess with...... Don't act rashly without knowing the outcome! β
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Hermione didn't know that she had guessed correctly - the collapse of the Dark Spirit Pavilion and the gallery outside the passage was indeed a disguise created by the elves.
Of course, whether it was a disguise or not at the moment seemed to be not so important to her.
"Ron, don't get too far away! And Ginny, you too...... It's impossible to tell if this is the source of the fog, but it doesn't look like a safe place, and everyone should be wary. β
By now, the four of them had left the ruined Dark Spirit Pavilion and entered the street outside. The old street lamps on the side of the street were still glowing, but under the influence of the gray fog, the magic hanging lamps, which were not very bright, became noticeably more dim.
Walking down this not-so-wide street, Hermione only felt as if at any moment she might see a dark wizard rush out of the dark alley next to her and give them a surprise attack.
However, when the four of them walked cautiously down the street for a while, they realized that they hadn't even seen a single figure, let alone a dark wizard!
It must be said that there are a lot of shops along the streets in this black market, and among the alleys behind the storefronts, there are countless old and new buildings that look like private houses.
But what about people?
"It suddenly occurred to me that it wasn't a smart choice to come here to find someone...... Hermione said with a little annoyance, "I thought the black market was just a shopping street about the size of Diagon Alley. But as a result, this is many times larger than Diagon Alley and Tumbledown Alley combined......"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but shake his head.
"Even if Fred and George were really here, the chances of us finding them both were slim! Instead of wandering around, I think we might as well go back and wait at the entrance! β
"Oh, that's a good idea," Ron nodded in agreement, "Ginny, Luna, why don't you go there and keep watch?" The four of us are running around the streets together, after all, it is inefficient, and it is very easy to miss them. β
However, Ginny was clearly reluctant to go to the Dark Spirit Pavilion to stay in the passage.
"Why don't you go?" She pursed her lips and said, "Don't let me wait in the same place, I can't wait!" β
"Shhhh
The two were talking, but Luna on the side raised her index finger to her lips and whispered to them not to talk yet. Then, I saw her ears tilted sideways, as if she heard something.
Seeing this, Hermione listened attentively to the movement around her, but found that she had heard nothing.
After a moment, she saw Luna tilt her head as if she was a little confused, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice:
"Luna, what's wrong?"
"Hmm......" Luna said with big gray eyes and a little puzzled, "I seem to have heard someone talking just now, it was a female voice...... But the voice was so indistinct that I couldn't hear what she was saying. β
"Women?" Hermione frowned and thought for a moment, then wondered, "Why didn't I hear that...... Do you hear where the sound is coming from? Also, what is the approximate age of that voice? β
Hearing this, Luna shook her head hesitantly.
"No, I don't know." "It seems like it's around here, but it seems far, far away," she said...... The voice was very indistinct, as if it was quite young...... It's weird. β
Although it is not clear who made the "female voice" that Luna heard, it is not even known if she heard it wrong. But at the thought that Mrs. Weasley was the only woman among the people they were looking for, Hermione thought it might be better to ignore that voice.
After all, who knows if that's the effect of some kind of dark magic that lures someone to take the bait?
"Anyway, as long as it doesn't sound like Mrs. Weasley's voice, leave it alone!" She pondered for a moment, then waved her hand and said, "Let's move on!" Ron, Ginny, and when we get back from here, we can leave a Order of the Phoenix code mark at the entrance, which should keep us from passing by your parents and brothers......"
It would be unwise to act separately in such a dangerous place. That's why she always asks everyone to stay together, instead of choosing a separate search that is obviously more efficient.
However, because the people in the black market had either escaped from here, or had already taken refuge in what they thought was safe and secret, the four of Hermione walked in the streets and alleys for a long time without seeing a single person.
The entire black market seems to have turned into a foggy and empty ghost town.
Just when the four friends thought that they would keep searching in this oppressive and dead atmosphere, and finally found nothing, they suddenly heard a strange sound from far and near.
"Click, click, clickβ"
When the four of them heard the voice, they all turned their heads and subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice came from - it was obvious that this time this voice was not like before, only Luna could hear it.
"It seems to be...... It was from the main road just now? β
This time Ron was the first to speak, and he was seen looking out at the other side of the alleyway behind him, the fog and darkness making it impossible for him to see anything, no matter how hard he tried.
"Hermione, shall we go and have a look?" Ginny looked a little hesitant.
On the other side, Hermione nodded when she saw that Ron and Ginny were both looking towards her.
"Gotta take a look," she said, shrugging her shoulders, "isn't it?" β
It can be seen that she is actually a little worried about what it is and whether it will put the four of them in danger. But who can guarantee that it wasn't the person they were looking for to make the noise?
Thinking of this, Hermione still took the other three and walked back quickly. They walked quickly, but also vigilantly, and kept their steps as light as possible so as not to attract the attention of others.
But as they got closer to the main road, they finally heard what it was.
ββ¦β¦ It should be a carriage! Hermione lowered her voice and quickened her pace as she spoke, "And...... We may not be able to catch up. β
Sure enough, when the four of them hurried back to the side of the street to take a look, they found that there was nothing to see outside, only the sound of kicking horses' hooves and the grinding of wheels rolling on the brick road.
"We ...... Do you want to catch up? β
"No, no," Hermione shook her head at once, "no matter how you think about it, Fred and George won't be going to pass by here in a carriage." β
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