A broken Hogwarts
Chapter 78 Everyone Loves Zero Dollar Shopping
Chapter 78 Everyone loves zero dollar shopping
The small, dark office was so quiet that you could hear the drop of a pin, with only the ticking of the hands on the wall clock echoing regularly. The flame in the fireplace had long been extinguished, and only a light on the desk was dimly lit.
Owen put the hood of his cloak on his head and thought about where Voldemort was going to take him. Looking at his sneaky appearance, he definitely wasn't going to help an old lady cross the road.
He quickly felt that it was not safe, so he took out his wand and chanted the transformation spell on himself, slowly turning his skin color into bronze, his hair and eyebrows into fiery red, and even his face had red spots.
He has a big beard. Combined with his current short stature, he looks like a much older dwarf.
Time passed minute by second, and just as Owen boredly began to play with a coin on the back of his hand in various ways, Voldemort suddenly stretched out a finger and pressed it on the door key, saying: "Come here."
Owen also pressed the handle of the gorgeous silver dagger, as if a hook was hooked behind his belly button. He was pulled up like a gust of wind, and everything in front of him turned into a whirling kaleidoscope.
When he was down to earth again, he immediately looked around and found that he was standing in a dark forest. If the surrounding woods were not so dense and the trees were not very old, Owen would have thought he was in the Forbidden Forest.
Voldemort put away the silver dagger, raised his eyes to identify the direction, and then turned into a black mist and flew lightly into the air.
"Call your guards and follow me." He said hoarsely.
Owen looked up with great envy. Although this man was a dog, he could fly. He was not flying on a broomstick or being carried by a black devil guard. He really flew in the air on his own, and he was very fast.
Very flexible... Even though it doesn't look very good when transformed into black mist or something, it looks very evil, but it is very useful.
Rob...robbery? I didn't expect that the mighty Dark Lord is also a zero-dollar shopping enthusiast?
Owen looked around at the dark wizards who were not easy to mess with at first sight, and couldn't help but groan in his heart. But you are using Quirrell's body now, which is not at its peak state at all. Don't take me with you when you come to seek death.
!Oh, by the way, you can't die, but I will die. If I die, your plan will be in vain!
Voldemort strode into the cave entrance, and Owen could only follow closely. He felt that the looks from the guards around him seemed to be malicious, as if he would be eaten alive if he was alone here for a while.
"It feels like being led into a den of thieves..." Owen's eyes hidden under the hood rolled slightly. The malice brought by the black devil guard has not completely faded away. He is not panic at all now, and is still a little bit
Want to wander.
After passing through a rugged cave passage, the eyes suddenly opened up. A huge space was hidden here, as if the entire mountain had been hollowed out. There were green candles burning around it, and stalls were placed messily on both sides.
There are all kinds of weird things, such as white skulls, blue baby corpses, hideous animal mummies, etc.
"Is this the wizarding black market?" Owen raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice. He knew there was such a place in the wizarding world, but he had never been there.
Owen raised his hand and pressed down the brim of his hat. There was a faint expression on his face filled with black mist, but on his face to the outside world, he could only see the sarcastic curved corners of his mouth. This was a sneer mask. Following the command of his heart,
His feet left the ground and flew silently into the sky.
"Who said I came here to buy things?" Voldemort said jokingly, and then his tone was full of memories, "On the contrary, whenever I was short of money in those years, I would come here to take a look."
You know, wizards have to rely on flying broomsticks, flying carpets, flying motorcycles and other props to fly in the air, and Voldemort should have created a flying spell of his own. This is obviously a very advanced black magic. According to Owen,
You know, it seems that Professor Snape has also learned this trick.
"Professor, can your body hold up?" He spoke directly and persuaded in a sincere tone, almost pulling the other person's sleeves to drag him out. "In fact, there is no need to take too much risk, if you really need something
, I can try to contact my family, my parents have many connections... and we are not short of money, I can go back and get it."
The entrance to the cave was irregular in oval shape, and there were several wizards in black cloaks standing outside. They stood there vigilantly holding wands, and they seemed to be guards. Owen also keenly noticed that there were many wizards in the surrounding woods.
While patrolling, from time to time guys dressed in the same style would come from different directions, entering the cave in silence and orderly.
After flying for about three minutes, Owen followed the figure in front and landed on the ground. The two walked through a small forest and came to a huge cave.
The black mist incarnated by Voldemort flew quickly in front, much faster than Owen. Owen followed behind at a leisurely pace, with the cloak behind him rustling in the wind, fluttering wantonly.
"Okay, my current appearance is quite evil."
"I just think my death should be more valuable." Owen rolled his eyes under the hood, "instead of being killed by a group of wizards here."
"Yes, the black market..." After arriving here, Voldemort's mood seemed to become a little happy. He whispered softly, "Even if he is tracked down by the Ministry of Magic countless times, it will reappear again and again. Everywhere.
After opening once or twice, the Wizarding Black Market will move to another location, and I spent a lot of effort to find it."
"It's not necessary. I'm not so weak that I can't even do this kind of thing, and I can't wait too long." Voldemort said lazily, playing with the wand in his hand and walking deeper.
"Dark Guard." Owen took out his wand and waved it. Amidst the turbulent malice spreading in his heart, the dark cloak and top hat were lightly put on him, and then he was also wrapped in a thick black mist.
.
Owen twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Then how can I help you? I'm just a first-year student."
"I said, you need to be more confident." Voldemort said calmly, "I have no other skills and I need you to work for me. Or are you unwilling to dedicate your strength to the Dark Lord?"
Wizards in black cloaks were coming and going among them, picking at the stalls. Some were sneaky and suspicious; some had terrifying auras and should not be approached by strangers; some behaved strangely and seemed not to be human...
There are many contraband items for sale on the black market, such as dangerous dark magic items, the living bodies and materials of rare magical creatures, stolen goods of unknown origin, etc. They are very popular with dark wizards, but they are also heavily pursued by the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic.
Yes, not even Knockturn Alley dares to sell these things.
"Professor, are you here to buy something?" Owen said with a very considerate look, "If Professor needs it, I still have some money, but not much..." Who would carry so much money with them when they are idle?
Long.
For example, unicorn blood is absolutely impossible to see in the outside world. But in the black market, if you are lucky, you may encounter it, and it is not even impossible to encounter the body of a unicorn.
There will never be a shortage of profit-seeking desperadoes in the world.
"Follow my plan. As long as you are not an idiot with a broken brain, your life will not be in danger." Voldemort waved his hand and said without doubt, with a warning in his tone.
I feel even more insecure when I hear that you have plans... Owen has nothing to say, his eyes wandering around, looking for possible escape routes.
I'm so stupid, really, I knew that Voldemort was a bitch, but I didn't expect that he was also a charlatan who would kill people without paying for their lives!
However, Voldemort probably doesn’t want his hard-won spare body to die. This is probably good news?
Owen followed the other party thoughtfully, silently walking through the narrow passage between the stalls, brushing the shoulders of passers-by, and headed towards the deepest part of the cave.
(End of chapter)
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