"He's back!"

"Outside!

"He's back!"

"Who's back?"

In Diagon Alley, where people come and go, a pedestrian stops the newsboy passing by.

"Don't you know, sir?" the newsboy waved the newspaper in his hand, "The Ministry of Magic's Auror Division has won a great victory, rescuing the Auror Reserve who had been enslaved by the Death Eaters for nine years. ”

"What's going on? Who is that man?"

"It's all written in the newspapers, sir. ”

"Well, how much is a serving?"

"Five copper nats, sir. ”

He handed out five copper plates in one hand, and took a newspaper from the newsboy's hand, and when he opened it, a line of eye-catching headlines came into view.

"The Ministry of Magic has uprooted an important Death Eater stronghold and rescued Evans, the Auror Reserve who had been looted nine years earlier. Who is Evans?"

He muttered, continuing to look at the introduction to the first paragraph of the text.

"After the global incident, the Ministry of Magic, under the leadership of Minister Hermione Granger, made its first contact with Muggles** on behalf of the wizarding community. ”

"From then to now, in the past two and a half years, under the leadership of Director Harry Potter, the Auror Command has cooperated with the Muggle ESA Department several times to sweep away many dark wizard gathering places exposed in the incident, capturing hundreds of dark wizards and seizing thousands of dark magic materials and utensils. ”

"During a recent arrest operation, the Aurors accidentally discovered the identities of several dark wizards and Death Eaters. After a series of tracking, reconnaissance, and fierce battles, one of the Death Eaters' stronghold was successfully uprooted, and an Auror Reserve was rescued. And after our reporter peeled back the cocoon, it was found that this Auror reserve named Evans was related to the incident that spread the reincarnation of the Dark Lord back then. ”

"What exactly was the process of the arrest? What secrets does this Evans have, and can his return help us learn more about the Death Eaters? ”

"Well, interesting. ”

He nodded, closed the newspaper, and stopped. In the same place, the man who came here at some point watched the pedestrian disappear into the corner of the street, thoughtful.

It's Christmas right now, and there aren't many people coming to Diagon Alley, and most of the shops are closed.

Although the wizards in the sphere of influence of the European Church were persecuted for nearly 400 years from the 14th to the 17th centuries after the fall from the altar, this did not prevent them from celebrating Christmas, a holiday that existed long before the Middle Ages, in the second century AD, just before the Middle Ages. As a result, most shamans take advantage of the rare vacation to return home and spend the day with their families.

But, like Muggles, wizards have a few exceptions, such as the sparse pedestrians on the streets, the newsboy who has just sold a newspaper, and the Fantastic Zoo next to the man, a pet shop for magical creatures, and the destination of his trip.

Standing still for a moment, he retracted his thoughts, patted the snow on his shoulder, turned and pushed the door open, and walked into the store that was now crowded.

"Jingle bells. ”

"Welcome to the Amazing Zoo. The landlady behind the counter stopped teasing Pu Velvet and raised her head, "This handsome ...... Oh, it turned out to be a famous scholar, Mr. Henry!"

The moment the copper bell rang, the smile on her face became even brighter after she lifted her glasses and saw the appearance of the comer. However, her excited voice did not reach the man's ears in its entirety. Here, it's too noisy. Containers of magical creatures are stacked all over the place, and all kinds of cries are noisy.

The entire store is crowded down to a small aisle in the middle, even with the expanded space. It can be seen that the female boss has a lot of collections.

"You're the first one to come today, and I'll give you a 20% discount. She smiled, bypassed the counter, and took the initiative to greet her, "If you can take a photo with the store, Dear Mr. Henry, it's not impossible to give one for free." ”

"Maybe not as you wish, I'm here to sell, to sell magical creatures. ”

The female boss was stunned and looked around with a smile.

"You see, I don't seem to lack anything. She shrugged.

"You can take a look at it first. ”

The man flipped over and took out two glass jars.

One of them contained an insect with a sapphire-like body and wings on the top of its head and a sting needle at the end, and it moved quickly, jumping up and down and tossing back and forth inside the bottle. The other, containing an animal resembling a sea turtle with a shell studded with various jewels, was quiet but occasionally spewed flames from its tail, and it didn't seem to be as easy to deal with as the insects next to it.

"Oh, this is the Australian Billy Wig worm, and the Fijian fire crab!" She looked excited, and was about to get closer to take a closer look, when suddenly she seemed to think of something, and her expression immediately became flat, "Ahem, this one is an addictive drug, the other is a protected animal, both are embargoed, let's not talk about how you brought it here, I'm just an ordinary pet store here, I'm afraid I can't do this business." ”

"Ordinary?" the man laughed, "How can an ordinary pet shop, its owner, know so many out-of-the-ordinary things?"

Diagon Alley, the busiest commercial street in the British wizarding world. Prosperity means that there are many behind-the-scenes transactions. Those who set up stores here have some special channels behind them, which are used to deal with some profiteering products in the gray area. For people who come and go here all year round, this is only the most basic common sense, but no one has put it on the surface.

There is no need to inquire into the mind of the female boss, the man can see at a glance that she wants to lower the price and bully him, a novice who has come to do gray trading for the first time, which is commonly known as slaughtering fat sheep. However, her words were still broken by the man.

"Okay, you make an offer. ”

Knowing that the person in front of her was not easy to fool, she immediately put on a smiling face again.

"One hundred and fifteen. ”

The female boss frowned: "It's high, the market price is only ninety-five or six, and I will give a hundred at most." ”

"What if they're both pregnant? Do you know what that means?" the man said.

"There will be countless eggs and countless riches hatched!" she murmured, her eyes widening and her face beaming with joy, "Three hundred, deal!"

Pay the money with one hand and take the goods with the other. When she placed the two goods in hand, she turned around and found that the man had not left, and she couldn't help but be even more happy.

"And good?" she grinned.

The man nodded, and this time, he took out a huge urn with a thin mouth, which was shoulder-high, and completely blocked the aisle, which was not very spacious. The giant urn shook slightly, and from time to time a muffled thunderous roar came from inside.

As if she had thought of something, her expression changed, and she hurriedly stepped forward to pull the plug, and looked inside while lying on the mouth of the urn.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a pillar of fire burst out of the urn and slammed into the roof, leaving a charred black cloud on the ceiling. Fortunately, the female boss retracted her neck in time and was not burned, but the frames of the glasses were a little deformed. At this time, the man took the plug and blocked the mouth of the urn, blocking the flames in time. The roar turned into a roar, and the urn shook even harder.

"Kemeramon!" she exclaimed, looking at the man in disbelief, "just its eggs are Class A forbidden trade items! You dare to sell it? No, no, no, the question is, how do you catch it? This is a famous beast!"

"It doesn't matter how you caught it, I just ask, can you eat this item?"

"Of course!" the female boss did not hesitate, as if she was afraid that the man would regret it, "I will give eight hundred, no, one thousand! one thousand gold Galleons!" The last sentence was shouted by her gritted teeth.

"Not so much, I don't need it, seven hundred, seven hundred is enough. ”

She was stunned for a moment, overjoyed: "Okay!

Unexpectedly, there are still people in this world who take the initiative to be wronged.

If you give three hundred less, you will earn three hundred more, and if you don't earn anything, you won't earn it for nothing!

With that in mind, she waved her wand, moved the urn behind the counter, and took out a money bag and handed it to the man.

"Seven hundred, it's all here, you can count it. ”

"No need. ”

Without looking, the man took the money bag and turned and walked towards the door.

"Don't be in a hurry to leave, I can take whatever else you want!"

The female boss hurriedly followed behind the man.

"Dragon eggs, do you dare to ask for them?"

Pulling open the door, the man turned around and said this, which made her stunned for a moment, and she couldn't help laughing twice.

The Kemera Beast just now is already a commodity on the edge of the gray area, and what about the dragon eggs? It is an item that only the dark wizards in the Tumbledown Alley that still exist in the past dare to trade. A piece of hot potato, she just accepted it, and no one dared to take it. If the young dragon is born one day, troubles will ensue, endlessly, and her store will go bankrupt directly.

Watching the man walk out the door, she didn't dare to say anything more about retaining.

"By the way, is the perfume shop still open?"

When the door was about to close, the man stretched out his foot against it, leaving a slit.

"Is it a holiday gift? Gift-related stores, the peak season is before Christmas, and now most of them are closed, and perfume shops are probably no exception, it has been like this in previous years. At this point, the landlady paused, "However, you can go to Hogsmeade Village, which is the favorite place for Hogwarts students to play during the Christmas holidays, there are many shops, and they are also open for Christmas this day." ”

"Okay, thanks. ”

The door closed completely, the man's back faded away, and she only glanced twice, then immediately returned to the counter, looking for spare glasses. The lenses were burned by the fire, and she couldn't see clearly. And apparently, she won't fix the spell.

On the counter, a hamster-sized, fluffy fluff shaped like a ball of fur watched the female boss toss back and forth, stretched out a slender pink tongue, and licked the cake crumbs scattered on the table.