Sherlock went to the vault that belonged to him beneath Gringotts Bank.

"Venerable Master Sherlock, please give me your key."

Sherlock sat in the middle of the iron cart that ran on the railroad tracks, and he took the golden key from his bosom and handed it to the elf holding the candlelight, who took the key and staggered to the door of the vault to open the door.

"Here are all your riches, Venerable Master Sherlock." The goblin opened the door and said respectfully, Sherlock didn't get out of the car to watch, and the golden light inside was very dazzling.

Sherlock nodded in satisfaction, and snapped his fingers, there were about a thousand gold galleons lined up inside, floating out of the vault one by one, and the goblins next to him were stunned, it was the first time they had seen a wizard withdraw money like this.

Sherlock took out a small bag with a traceless stretching spell, and the gold coins flew into it obediently one by one, exactly a thousand, and Sherlock then put the bag away and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

The elves drove the cart back to the ground of Gringotts, and after leaving Gringotts, Sherlock headed straight for his next destination, Borgin Bock.

After Sherlock came in, the doorbell rang, and he canceled the concealment technique he had cast on his body, but he heard a man's hoarse voice remembered, "I was thinking that there were no guests coming but the doorbell rang, maybe this thing is broken, and now it seems that there are really guests...... But the next time you suddenly appear in the air like this, it's still scary for an old man like me. ”

Mr. Platinum, the boss of Boginbock, was already very old, at least when Voldemort had just graduated, he turned down a job at the Ministry of Magic and went straight to Boginbock to work, and what happened at that time was fifty years ago.

"Oh my God...... I can't believe it, it turned out to be Master Sherlock......" After the boss of Bojin saw the person clearly, he immediately made a very surprised expression, he personally moved a chair, and wiped the dust on it with his sleeve, beckoned Sherlock to sit down, Sherlock glanced at the tea set he served, which had a thick layer of tea dirt on it.

"The water is still hot...... I just burned it this morning. Borgin explained, but Sherlock knew it was already past ten o'clock, at least a few hours had passed.

"I'm here for something...... After all, you're the ...... to open a store."

Sherlock didn't go to drink Borgin's herbal tea, but said slowly.

Bo Jin suddenly smiled, "Of course, Mr. Sherlock, you are the most distinguished guest in my store this year, and last year was about this time, but it was about to start, and Mr. Lucius Malfoy also came, and he sold me some things, and he planned to sell me some dark magic items on the grounds that the Ministry of Magic does not allow private possession of dark magic items, of course, all because of the so-called Muggle Protection Law, and now the pure-blood family is becoming less and less valuable!" ”

Bokin's expression was a little disappointed, but he immediately smiled again, "Of course, this does not include honorable Mephisto, and when Lucius came here last year, he mentioned to me how good you are, Master Sherlock. ”

"And my godfather did a business with you?"

"Yes, but if the legend is true, Mr. Lucius sold me less than his personal belongings, and he must have sold me some dark magic items that didn't matter on the surface, and in fact those things were piled up for nothing." Bo Jin smacked his lips, a little awkward.

"Well, without further ado, I'd like to ask you if there's anything you have here, and if there is one I want to buy." Sherlock stood up and stared at Borgin earnestly, and he whispered, "Death Eater Mask, if you have one here...... I want to buy one. ”

Mr. Borgin's face tightened, and he gasped a little restlessly, "So the rumors are true?" ”

"What rumors?"

"They all said that Master Sherlock, you are training an army, everyone is a good hand at magic, you have cultivated it yourself, this wizard army will be invincible in the future, and no force or force in the world can stop it...... A soothsayer once said that through the vague vision of the future, he saw that Master Sherlock had used a spell to tear apart the system of this world...... Destroy prosperity and stability into ruins, and establish your own order on the ruins. ”

Sherlock's face turned cold, and he asked, "Who said that?" ”

"Strange Magazine!" Borgin picked up a magazine from the table, the name of the magazine was Strange, and the cover of it was Sherlock wielding a wand that would unleash a powerful spell that would turn wizards to ashes.

"Okay, I see, now I just want to know if you have a Death Eater mask here?"

"There is ......" Bokin ran to the back of the store, which might have been his warehouse, and he rummaged through it until he found a dusty mask, dirty and old, but without cracks or damage.

"Don't let Mr. Lucius see it, he won't want me to sell you his mask, Master Sherlock."

Sherlock took the mask and said with some surprise, "This is Lucius's mask?" ”

"Of course, looking at the unique pattern on it, it fits Lucius's style very well, right?" Borgin laughed, "This mask is also among the items that Lucius sold me last year, and if that person knew that Lucius dared to do this, he would definitely not let him go." ”

Sherlock took the mask and asked, "How much?" ”

"Five silver sico!"

"So cheap?"

"Of course, this is just an ordinary mask, there is no trace of dark magic on it, and it is absolutely impossible to say that you want to study anything on it."

"The Death Eater's mask turned out to be just a normal mask, so what's the point of wearing it?" Sherlock asked, puzzled.

"There is only one answer, it is to hide their identity, after all, what the Death Eaters do is not too open, and it can even be said that they are committing crimes, if you don't want others to know your true identity, wearing a mask is the best solution."

Sherlock sighed, but he accepted the mask anyway, and finally left in Bogin's send-off.

Sherlock went to the Blotted Bookstore again and bought a book dedicated to casting spells on objects.

"If it's just an ordinary mask, you just need to make a batch and enchant it later." Sherlock took the mask and book in his hand thoughtfully.