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"Jingle ......"

The brass bell at the door jingled, which made Lucius frown, but he didn't say anything, just took his cane and walked straight forward.

He was not satisfied that no one had come out to greet him, at least Narcissa's face showed a hint of displeasure, but no one said anything.

The Burke Magic Store still has a very high status among the Death Eaters, and as the location where Voldemort worked when he was young, Bock can naturally seduce him into a good position than the Death Eaters, especially at this moment when the Dark Lord has returned.

Naturally, no dark wizard dared to make trouble here, after all, it was Voldemort standing in the background of Bogin-Bock's magic shop.

Moreover, the Bock Magic Shop itself is also very profound, and you can basically find all the black magic items you can imagine here.

For example, the coffin of the legal boss, which is a rare thing for cultivating the undead, is so casually placed outside in the Bogin-Bock magic shop.

The shopkeeper never seemed to worry about being stolen or anything like that, and as the largest magic shop in Tumbledown Alley, the Bogin-Burke Magic Shop was more like the ones above, and even safer than the ones above.

Lucius's slender fingers tapped rhythmically back and forth on the counter, his back straightened, and in the manner of the shopkeeper, there was no doubt that Malfoy was going to stare at him with his nostrils to speak.

Narcissa on the side just took Lucius's arm, although she frowned slightly, but she didn't say the slightest word, she had to keep her posture as the mistress of the Malfoy family.

This couldn't help but make Fan Lin feel funny, obviously it was just a matter of screaming twice, but the two of them stood in front of the counter so stupidly.

Finally, before Lucius could get impatient, Bock stepped out from behind.

It was a man who looked extremely old, and his big scruffy nose reminded Van Lin of Kreacher, and in fact, in every way, this man made Van Lin wonder if this was a wizard's version of Kreacher.

The rickety's body was covered with a shabby leather coat of unknown material, one eye was cloudy, even the brown pupils became foggy, and the other eye did not seem to be so clear, but compared to the other eye, it brought rare clarity to Old Bock.

"You're late, Mr. Bock...... Lucius said condescendingly, "I don't think anything is more important than meeting me. ”

"Oh, of course, dear Mr. Malfoy. Old Bock rubbed his hands, "Of course the transaction with you is very pleasant, I'm sorry to keep you waiting, but ......"

"Oh, I'm sorry, and Lady Malfoy, your beauty is as dazzling as spring......" Old Bock seemed to have just spotted Narcissa next to her.

"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Bock. Narcissa frowned, apparently not interested in the approval of a slightly obscene old wizard.

"I don't have time to listen to you report to me about the newly acquired toys in your store here, I don't think it's ......"

"Oh, of course, yes, yes, dear Mr. Malfoy......" Old Bock bowed slightly, and in fact, no one could tell whether he was bowing or simply backing away, after all, his back had always been curved.

However, based on Bock's status in Tumbledown Alley, it is estimated that Malfoy's respect for Malfoy is limited to Malfoy's work for Voldemort.

"I don't know, what do you want to buy?" Old Bock rubbed his hands, this was probably his favorite part, trading with these nobles always made it easy to get a large amount of gold galleons, unlike the wandering dark wizards outside......

"I'm not here to buy something, Mr. Bock, I'm here to sell. Old Marlda interrupted his respectful and enthusiastic pitch.

"Selling something?" the smile on Mr. Bock's face withered little by little.

"You've probably heard that the Ministry of Magic has been conducting raids lately," said old Marff, taking a roll of parchment from his coat pocket and unfolding it for Mr. Burke.

"I've hidden some inconvenient items in my house, well, I don't want to be found out by the Ministry of Magic......"

Mr. Bock pulled out a pair of small glasses and put them on the bridge of his nose, picked up old Malf's list of goods, and looked at it.

"I guess the Ministry of Magic won't come to embarrass you, will it?"

Old Malf's lips pursed upwards in an arc.

"They haven't found the house yet. Anyway, the Malf family is still a bit famous in the wizarding world, but now the Ministry of Magic is more and more nosy. There have been rumors lately that a new Muggle protection law is coming - it must have been a good thing that the stupid Muggle Weasley who has nothing to do - but even Dumbledore has fallen, with the character of a minister-"

"Oh, I know, I know......" Old Bock looked impatiently at Malfoy's list.

"How much are you going to sell?" asked Old Bock.

"Two hundred gold Galleons, these things are worth this number......" Malfoy returned to his normal state, pointing his nostrils at Bock.

"A hundred gold Galleons!" Old Bock cut the price in half in the blink of an eye.

"One hundred and fifty gold gallons......"

"Deal!" Malfoy frowned, these poisons were obviously more than that, but due to the inspection of the Ministry of Magic, it was a critical time, and anything that could cause trouble must be stopped.

Van Lin was a little bored, he had thought Malfoy was here to talk about something important, but he was just dealing with some forbidden items, which was really a bit different from his idea.

And Hermione on the side also felt a little disappointed, this was not a few years ago, some poisons, even if they were reviewed by the Ministry of Magic, were not a problem for Malfoy.

It didn't seem worth it for Malfoy to take Narcissa on his own......

Old Bock had a look of chagrin, it was clear that he could have pushed the price lower, but either way, at least the deal was done.

Old Bock trembled and bent down, and counted one hundred and fifty gold gallons from behind the counter.

There was a small bag of gold coins......

"If you don't have money or anything, please ......."

"Don't put the mood of trading on the attitude of work, Mr. Bock......" Malfoy paused, and glanced out the window vigilantly, "Otherwise Lord Dark Lord will be very unhappy, you know the consequences, Mr. Bock, I came here today, and it was also the Dark Lord's instructions to let you collect the things you carried out ......"

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