A crackling sound sounded on the path leading to Hogsmeade without warning, and a man in a cloak appeared out of thin air, looked around, reached out and pulled out a mechanical pocket watch from his pocket, glanced at the time on it, and walked along the path shrouded in twilight.

By the time the Cloaked Man walked into Hogsmeade Village, it was already completely dark, and the windows of the shops on both sides of the street were shining brightly. He walked for a few minutes on the main street before turning onto the side alley, where a commotion came from the pig's head bar not far away.

At night, the Pig's Head Bar is even more lively, with many wizards living in the gray area trying their luck here, and it is not uncommon to encounter vendors who smuggle, resell potions, or sell other prohibited items, and even wizards who have made robbery their sub-profession.

Whenever you need anything, the bar owner can introduce you to suitable sellers or buyers, and selling alcohol and acting as an innkeeper have become his side hustle.

As soon as the cloaked man reached the door of the pig's head tavern, he felt a lively atmosphere mixed with ale rushing towards him. He looked up at the bar counter, looking for the dragon egg smuggler he had agreed upon.

The cloaked man didn't see the agreed person at the counter, and the other party was late.

"Is the man here?" the cloaked man sat down at the counter and asked the barkeeper who was wiping his glasses with rags, the guy who smuggled dragon eggs was the seller the barkeeper had introduced him to.

"Jack hasn't come yet, you wait a minute. The bar owner looked at the man in front of him who had wrapped himself tightly, and asked, "What to drink?"

"Whiskey. The cloaked man said hoarsely.

Actually, the Cloak Man didn't want to make the deal in the Hog's Head Bar and was going to pick a good spot for himself, but the Mr. Jack insisted on completing the deal here, so he didn't object any more.

"He's late!" the cloaked man's temper turned a little bad, he didn't care what happened to the damn smuggler, but he was concerned about whether he would get the dragon egg today.

Soon after, a middle-aged man with thinning hair hurried into the Pig's Head Bar, and he didn't forget to greet the others as he made his way through the crowd.

"Jack, what good things have you gotten again?"

Most of the wizards who come here to drink often know this guy who likes to smuggle, and some people greet him with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I hope I didn't keep you waiting!" said the man codenamed Jack to the bar owner, his eyes never taking his eyes off the man in the cloak next to him.

"What do I want?" asked the cloaked man, feigned impatience.

"This is your cargo. ”

Jack opens the suitcase in his hand, revealing the contents of the suitcase: a dragon egg.

"It took me a lot of effort to get it, and I couldn't miss any of the Galleons I had agreed upon. Jack closed the suitcase again, rubbing his hands together to signal that it was time for a deal.

"Here!"

The cloaked man untied his money bag and threw it to the other party, "Not a single one is missing, but you have to pay for this whiskey, who made you waste a lot of my time." ”

"Oh shit, well, I'll treat you to this whiskey, for Garon's sake. Jack almost smiled as he took the heavy purse.

He also handed his suitcase to the cloaked man in front of him, asking him to check the authenticity of the goods inside.

The cloaked man took the suitcase and checked the dragon egg again.

"This is a very rare Norwegian Ridgeback Dragon Egg, and you will definitely not lose it. Jack inspected Garon and explained to the buyer, "You just need to roast it on the fire and the egg will hatch on its own." Once it has hatched, you need to feed it a barrel of brandy with chicken blood every half hour. ”

At this point, Jack's tone abruptly paused, "However, I need to warn you in advance, these things are hard to tame, and they're quite dangerous. ”

"Do you have any other questions?" asked Jack as he finished counting Garon and looked at the big donor in front of him.

"Nope. The cloaked man closed the suitcase.

"So...... The transaction is completed. ”

Jack took out a few Galleons from his money bag and placed them on the bar owner's counter, which was considered the other party's introduction fee.

"Do you know who that mysterious creature is?" asked Jack, looking at the cloaked man's departing back.

"I don't know. The barkeeper quietly swept Garon into the wooden cash drawer by the counter, "It seems like a second-course dealer, but the price you offered is a little too high." ”

"Not high, you and I want to trade. Jack glanced at the barkeeper, drank all the butterbeer in his glass, and muttered, "Forget it, I'd better disappear for a while!"

Jack, who made a lot of money by smuggling dragon eggs, was very satisfied with the deal, and the only fly in the ointment was that he was targeted.

He noticed that there were a lot of greedy eyes around him staring at him.

That's the disadvantage of trading at the pig's head bar, once you make too many Galleons, it's easy to be targeted by some greedy guys.

As for the benefits, you don't have to worry about being hacked directly.

In the pig's head bar, everyone will try to exercise restraint as much as possible, and it is the rule here to go outside to solve something, although it is very fragile and cannot be guaranteed, but everyone still silently abides by this rule, and no one wants to be robbed while trading.

If you want to get a dragon egg, you will naturally need to spend a lot of Galleons.

Jack has undoubtedly made a lot of money and has become a fat sheep in the eyes of countless people, and roadblocks and robberies are also a sub-occupation of many wizards living in the gray area.

After Jack hurried out of the pig's head bar, several greedy wizards immediately got up to follow.

A series of crackling sounds rang out outside the pig's head bar.

Half an hour later, Jack finally managed to use the apparition to shake off the tail that was following him.

"A bunch of shit, even you shitch want to rob me. Jack spat disdainfully on the ground as he prepared to leave the place. Without warning, a spell shot out from behind, concentrating on Jack's back, and just as he was about to collapse, he saw a somewhat familiar figure with his wand raised and aimed at it.

"Yes...... You!"

Jack's face was full of unwillingness and anger, he and Ben didn't expect the buyer to eat black, gritted his teeth and said his last words, and then the front shop collapsed.

The Cloaked Man stepped out of the shadows, looking blankly at the fallen guy in front of him, he drew his wand from the other's hand and pointed at the unconscious Mr. Jack on the ground.

The next moment, an ominous green light lit up in the darkness.

After retrieving his Galleon from Jack's corpse, the Cloaked Man used a Transfiguration Charm to turn the corpse into a stone, and then found a deep pit to bury the stone in.

As for the opponent's wand, it was directly destroyed and burned to ashes, and there was not even a legitimate basis left.

"What a fool to not even notice that the purse was under a tracking spell. ”

The bright moonlight fell on the cloaked man, and the stranger's face under the cloak was trembling slightly, and the compound potion was gradually wearing off, and the cloaked man regained his original face. If the students of Hogwarts were here, they would be instantly recognizable by their Defence Against the Dark Arts professors.

Quirrell stomped on the spot where Mr. Jack's body was buried, turned and vanished.