Aberforth couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Albert say this, but he didn't think that the other party actually had the idea of fighting this. Potions made from materials obtained on the black market, or magic props that require complex craftsmanship and technology, are unbelievable to hear from a young wizard like Albert, and even joke tools are not something that a child can easily make.

However, Fred, George and Lee Jordan don't think so, they are very aware of Albert's ability, and naturally think that what Albert said is very reasonable, some things really can't be obtained from formal channels, so they can only go through the black market channel, if someone can help them in this regard, it can naturally save a lot of time and trouble.

Albert didn't intend to dwell on these questions, but looked at Aberforth and asked, "How can I get the Patronus to speak?"

"Perhaps, you should master the Flesh Patronus before you think about it. Aberforth did not answer Albert's question.

"I think I'll soon be able to master the Flesh Patronus. Albert whispered, "If you don't mind, we can have a good chat about how to get the Patronus to speak before that thief returns, this kind of communication is very special, as far as I know, there is no record of it in the library, if I can, I don't want to miss such an opportunity." ”

Aberforth narrowed his eyes, if in the past, with his temper, he probably wouldn't have paid attention to this guy in front of him, and would have directly kicked the other party out of the pig's head bar. However, Albert's specialness caught his attention, and Aberforth was eager to see what else the guy in front of him could do.

"Knowledge is priceless. Aberforth said with a smile that the little old man was now alive and well as a profiteer.

"Of course, my credibility is very reliable. Albert understood what the other party meant, didn't he just want money?

However, Albert was not a big deal, he raised his hands and asked, "What about the price?"

"Yes. Aberforth quickly suppressed the surprise on his face and nodded.

"Until then, though, you'll have to teach me how to get the Patronus to speak, and then I'll pay you the other nine Galleons when I do. Albert said what he wanted.

"How do I know if you have mastered it?" Aberforth asked rhetorically.

"I think by this time next year, Hagrid will be our witness. Albert looked at Hagrid and said, "Whether I have it or not, I'll pay you the other nine Galleons, but you'll have to tell me how to get the Patronus to speak." ”

"Many wizards have never been able to summon a physical Patronus in their lifetime. Aberforth said meaningfully. However, he agreed, which he found interesting.

He didn't understand where Albert's confidence came from, but that didn't stop him from making this deal with Albert.

"Normally, they can't summon a physical Patronus, which can only mean that they have never worked hard to practice the Patronus Charm. Albert said nonchalantly.

"What are you talking about, I can't understand what?" Hagrid was still a little confused.

However, Fred and the others were incredulous that Albert was willing to spend ten Galleons to learn a spell like a guy who didn't seem very reliable.

What's even more nonsense is that they actually talked about it.

Montungus didn't make everyone wait long, and soon hurried back, carrying a small bucket full of salt, and he handed the bucket directly to Albert.

"You're very insincere. Albert glanced at the salt in the keg, and instead of reaching for it, he looked at Montungus with a scrutinizing gaze, and said, "Honesty is required in trading, even in the black market, so that this relationship can last long enough." ”

"Are you making fun of me?" Mundungus looked a little angry, and shut up when he first drew his wand, because he was stunned to find that his wand had been disarmed by the boy in front of him, and Fred and the others also drew their wands and pointed them at him, looking eager to try.

"It would take five barrels, maybe you should change to a larger one. Albert still had a faint smile on his face, kindly reminding Montongues.

"You're amazing. Mundungus took the wand Albert had thrown at him, and the apparition vanished.

"Where did you say that guy got the salt?" said Jordan looked at where Mundungus had disappeared and turned his head to ask Albert.

"Does that matter? Things on the black market are never clean. Albert could certainly guess that the barrel of salt had been stolen by Montungus somewhere. However, Albert didn't care about the origin of these things, and actually bought things on the black market, so he was naturally prepared.

In a few moments, Mundungus came back cursing, still carrying a vat full of salt.

"Your Garon. Albert put a Galleon in Montungus's hand and said with a smile, "Look, isn't that good?"

When Mundungus saw Garon, the dissatisfaction on his face was swept away.

It was a good deal for him, the salt and barrel were obtained from Muggles, and it only took a few moments to earn a Galleon.

However, Mundungus soon saw a scene that silenced him, and Albert waved his wand and cast a spell on the bucket of salt.

After a moment, he looked up and said, "It seems that you didn't use the Copy Charm to copy the salt. ”

Not only was Montungus silent, but even Fred and the others looked at Albert in astonishment.

"Isn't it strange? Not strange, after all, it's dealing with people on the black market, so there's nothing wrong with being careful. Albert's tone was still flat, as if he should have done so.

"What if Mundungus uses the Copy Charm?" Aberforth asked curiously, the scene that had refreshed his perception of Albert.

"What do you say?" said Albert with a smirk.

There was an even longer silence around them, and no one thought it was a friendly smile.

"This is a ruthless guy with a black heart. Aberforth thought.

"By the way, I hope you don't have an anti-stalking charm on you, and if I need something, I'll contact you through an owl, and by the way, your name is Mundungus, right, I remember your name. With that, Albert took out his notes from his pocket and actually wrote down the name of Mondongues.

Mundungus couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat and secretly scolded Albert for being insidious, but fortunately he didn't think of using the Copy Charm just now, otherwise he didn't know what would have happened.

He remembered one more thing, rubbed his palms and said, "If you need a rune snake egg, I can find a way to get it for you." Of course, the price is not cheap. ”

"If you get it, write to me and tell me that my name is Albert. Albert said, "By the way, I only need two." ”

Mundungus agreed. Hagrid thought it was incredible.

"He can easily make money from me, so why don't he agree?" Albert said, pouting, "Aren't they just for the money?"

"Aren't you afraid that Mondongues will fool you with fakes and defects?" Aberforth asked rhetorically, which is actually quite common in the black market.

"I'm vindictive. "If Montungus had done this, I wouldn't mind him understanding why the flowers were so red and why the sun was rising in the east." ”

"It's not good. Aberforth choked up, and although he didn't understand what the words meant, he knew Albert's attitude well.

"It's time for us to go back. Hagrid suddenly said, "I'll send you back, don't want to stay here for long." ”

"Oh, Hagrid, we have other things. George said dryly.

"No, you have to go back, or I'll tell Professor McGonagall about this, tell her you sneak up on Hogsmeade, and I think she'll lock you up. Hagrid unceremoniously offered a weapon of death.

"We're going with you to see Lowe. Lee Jordan said suddenly.

"No, you must go back to the castle now. Hagrid insisted.

"Oh, well, don't be mad at Hagrid. ”