After listening to the information provided by Narrak, the three of Amosta remained silent.

Amelia frowned, her face distrustful.

Look at the bar where they are now, full of illegal and criminal business, and when she came back to her senses, she even found that many of the customers in the bar were somewhat familiar, and it seemed that they were issued by the Ministry of Security to various departments, and they urgently needed to arrest criminals.

And the goblin who runs such a bar is itself a heinous crime, how much credibility can the words that come out of its mouth be trusted?

Secondly, in the less than a year since she entered the Magic Congress, there have been two or three incidents of Mr. Graves personally arresting the most vicious criminals, and people know that Mr. Graves is a wizard with high magical powers, if he really has a serious physical problem as Narrak said, how can he have such a ability?

What's more, she had only come into close contact with Mr. Graves the previous night, and she hadn't noticed anything wrong with him at all.

Unlike Amelia, Remus had been in the underground wizarding world, and he knew what these information dealers were capable of, and he was inclined to trust the information provided by Narlac, but he was concerned about how much value it was currently worth.

After all, Narlac had also said that Grevis had stopped buying potions from the black market, and it wasn't sure if Greaves was cured.

Even if he doesn't heal, will Amosta be able to solve his problem?

Frank and Alice's recovery from his injuries had been repeated by Remus in detail from Sirius, and their situation was peculiar, and it could not be concluded that Amosta was equally skilled in healing injuries and destruction.

"When did he stop buying potions from the black market?"

"What do you think, Amosta?" Remus asked softly.

"You want it?"

Remus frowned, ready to say something, but Amosta raised a hand and asked calmly,

"What do you want?"

After a moment of thought, Amosta asked.

"Oh-"

"It's been a pleasure to do business with you than I thought it would be, Mr. Brian--"

As if anticipating this, Narlac tapped his ashtray and smiled slyly at Amosta, "That's another deal, Mr. Bryan." ”

"It's hard to say-"

"It was probably last October." Narlac shrugged, "The potion seller complained to me last Christmas when he came to my bar for a drink, and he was missing a steady income. ”

Amosta pondered something, and when he heard the inquiry, he said calmly

"If there is a dark magic that can haunt a wizard like Graves for seven or eight years, then there is a high probability that the damage of the spell is irreversible, and I am more inclined to believe that he has found a more effective way to suppress his problems but the specific situation, I need to meet him to judge--"

Amosta turned to Narlac, "What kind of potion did he buy from the black market before?" ”

Narlac bared a mouthful of yellow teeth, greedily appetite like a glutton, and looked at Hobie, who was squatting on Amosta's shoulder and never left, and finally showed his fangs,

"It's a raccoon, isn't it, Mr. Bryan, this little creature is fast, isn't it, and I've heard that this creature is very clever and can be of great use if it is domesticated properly?"

Amosta raised an eyebrow, questioning at any moment, but not looking too surprised, he glanced at Hobie, ready to say something, but Hobie, who was prostrate on his shoulder, got up first, jumped straight onto Narlac's shoulder, and squatted down again lazily.

"Oh!" Narlac even said with some surprise, "I didn't expect you to have a knack for domesticating magical beasts, Mr. Bryan, so we made a deal?" ”

"Say it--"

Amosta looked meaningfully at Hobie, who was avoiding his gaze, and until now, he had guessed why the raccoon was here and what it was trying to do. From the very beginning, its target was presumably Narlac.

"Elixir." Narlac smiled.

A potion that is not in the standard textbooks, and even most of the books that contain unpopular potions do not exist, so Remus, who is not proficient in this way, showed confusion, and it was Amelia who had a similar expression to him, but after a moment of trance, Amelia's face turned cold, and she couldn't help but say,

"This is complete nonsense, goblin, and I can arrest you directly based on your false accusations against the Magical Congress of the United States and the Minister of Security."

In the face of Amelia's threat, Narlac didn't bother at all, it knew that this deal with Amosta Bryan was coming to an end, he slowly got up and nodded towards Amosta in respect,

"I haven't welcomed you here yet, Mr. Blaine, and I wish you a great day in New York. Oh, as for the learning machine, you can deliver it before you leave New York. ”

With that, Narlac took a glass of wine from the waiter's tray and began to talk to the other table of guests seamlessly.

"What is a cleansing elixir?" Remus glanced at Amelia, who was glaring at Narrak, and asked Amosta.

"A potion that is very effective against curses, but it has been banned by various magical civilizations since it was invented." Amosta said, looking uncertain.

"Why?" Remus looked confused, "Sounds like it's always very beneficial, doesn't it?" ”

Amosta smiled, in the years he had been in the underground world, 'processing' potions was also one of his 'main businesses', and he was a good man for all kinds of forbidden potions.

"Because one of the ingredients of this potion is the blood of a unicorn, you know, unicorns are absolutely forbidden to hunt in any magical civilization, and drinking the blood of unicorns itself is very deadly, even if you use various raw materials to neutralize it, you can't completely eliminate its 'toxicity', which is equivalent to you taking the initiative to contact another curse in order to eliminate the curse."

Remus became stunned, if all this was true, then that Greaves was obviously in trouble

The exposure of this incident alone was enough for him to be finished.

And Amosta was thinking about something else.

This elixir is highly dependent, and once consumed, it means that you will never be able to do without it again, and will gradually weaken in the torment, and eventually become inhuman and ghostly.

So, how did Greaves get rid of it?

As for using this matter as a handle to threaten Grevis, it is no longer in the scope of Amosta's consideration, the so-called strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, the ancestor of the Greaves family is one of the first twelve Aurors who founded the Magical Congress of the United States, and his family has a deep background, and many family members are full of key departments in the Congress, hoping to use this to threaten Trak Grevis, which only makes things more difficult.

A more cost-effective way is to solve the problem for Grevis, but a kind of dark magic damage that needs to be suppressed with a cleansing elixir can never be eradicated with a mouth.

Amosta was searching his memories, and suddenly, as if he felt something, he suddenly stood up from his seat, his face became solemn, and his penetrating gaze enveloped the outside space through the outer wall of the bar.

"What's wrong, Amosta?"

Remus and Amelia, who had been watching him, stood up immediately, and Remus's voice fell to the ground, before Amosta could answer-

Bang!

The blinding firelight illuminates the dimly lit room with sash windows, and the deafening roar overwhelms all the noise in the bar, and the ensuing wave of air shatters the glass windows of the Blind Pig Bar, causing a burst of screams one after another!

The overhead gas lamp and the bottles on the shelves behind the bar fell to the ground one after another in the vibration of the air, and people thought that the Magic Congress had decided to clear the place and launched an attack, and they no longer cared about the rules of Narlac, and in a panic, they crashed into the table and left with a phantasm, and the frightened giant smashed through the wall and fled.

In the blink of an eye, the Blind Pig Bar, which was still peaceful, was already a mess. (End of chapter)