Hogwarts Homecoming

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

Amelia frowned, looking distrustful.

Look at the bar they are in now. It is full of illegal and criminal businesses. When she came back, she even found that many of the guests in the bar had familiar faces. It seemed that they were sent to various departments by the security department. They were in urgent need of help. Criminals to be caught.

And the goblin who runs such a bar is himself extremely sinful. How credible are the words coming from its mouth?

Secondly, in less than a year since she joined the Magic Congress, she has heard of two or three incidents of Mr. Graves personally arresting extremely vicious criminals. People all know that Mr. Graves is a powerful man. The wizard, if he was really in serious health trouble as Narlak said, how could he have such ability?

What's more, she only had close contact with Mr. Graves last night and didn't notice anything wrong with him at all.

Unlike Amelia, Remus has been in the underground wizarding world. He knows the skills of these information dealers. He is inclined to believe the information provided by Narlak. However, what he is worried about is that this information is currently How much value is there.

After all, Narlak also said that Graves had stopped buying potions from the black market, and it was not sure whether Graves was cured.

Even if he wasn't cured, could Amosta solve his problem?

Remus heard Sirius retell the story of Frank and Alice's recovery in detail. Their situation was unique, and it could not be concluded that Amosta was equally skilled in treating injuries and destroying them.

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

After thinking for a moment, Amosta asked.

"About October last year." Narlak shrugged. "The guy who sold the potion complained to me when he came to my bar for a drink last Christmas. He lost a stable income."

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

"Hard to say--"

Amosta was thinking about something, and when he heard the question, he said calmly

"If there is a black magic that can trouble a wizard like Graves for seven or eight years, then there is a high probability that the damage caused by the spell is irreversible. I am more inclined to think that he has found a more effective way to suppress it. It’s my own problem but the specific situation, I need to see him before I can judge--"

Amosta turned to Narlak, "What potion did he buy from the black market before?"

"oh--"

As if he had expected this question, Narlak knocked ashes on the ashtray and faced Amosta with a sly smile. "This is another deal, Mr. Blaine."

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

"what do you want?"

"Doing business with you has been more pleasant than I expected, Mr. Blaine--"

Narrak bared his yellow teeth, greedily eating like a glutton. He looked at Hobi, who was squatting on Amosta's shoulder and never left, and finally exposed his fangs.

"This is a cat, isn't it? Mr. Brain, this little guy is very fast, isn't it? And I heard that this creature is very smart and can be of great use if tamed properly?"

"You want it?"

Amosta raised his eyebrows, questioning his tone at any time, but he didn't look too surprised. He glanced at Hobi and was about to say something, but Hobi, who was crawling on his shoulders, got up first and gave a light He jumped directly onto Narlak's shoulder and lazily squatted down again.

"Oh!" Narlak even said with a bit of surprise, "I didn't expect that you are also good at taming magical animals. Mr. Blaine, let's make a deal?"

"Tell me--"

Amosta glanced at Hobi who was avoiding his gaze thoughtfully. Until now, he had guessed why this cat nives appeared here and what it wanted to do. From the beginning, its The target is probably Narrak.

"Cleaning elixir." Narlak smiled.

A kind of potion that is not in the standard textbooks, or even in most books that contain unpopular potions. Therefore, Remus, who is not good at this, looked confused, and the one who had a similar expression to him was Ami. Lia, but after being in a daze for a moment, Amelia's face turned cold and she couldn't help but say,

"This is complete nonsense, goblin. Just because you framed MACUSA and the Minister of Security, I can arrest you directly."

Faced with Amelia's threat, Narlak ignored it at all. It knew that the deal with Amosta Brain had come to an end. He stood up slowly and nodded towards Amosta. To show respect,

"I haven't welcomed you here yet, Mr. Blaine. I wish you a pleasant stay in New York. Oh, as for the learning machine, you can just send it here before you leave New York."

After saying that, Narlak took a glass of wine from the waiter's tray and seamlessly started talking with the guests at the other table.

"What is the elixir?" Remus looked at Amelia, who was glaring at Narlac angrily, and asked Amosta.

"A magic potion that is very effective against curses, but its use was banned by various magical civilizations where it was invented." Amosta said, looking uncertain.

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

Amosta smiled. During the years he spent in the underground world, 'processing' of potions was also one of his 'main businesses'. He was quite familiar with all kinds of banned potions.

"Because one of the ingredients of this potion is the blood of unicorns. Understand that hunting unicorns is absolutely prohibited in any magical civilization, and drinking unicorn blood itself is very fatal, even if you Using various raw materials to neutralize it cannot completely eliminate its 'toxicity', which is equivalent to taking the initiative to contact another curse in order to eliminate the curse. "

Remus became stunned. If all this is true, then Graves is obviously in big trouble.

Just the exposure of this matter was enough to finish him off.

But Amosta was thinking about other things.

This kind of spirit-clearing potion is highly dependent on you. Once you drink it, it means that you can no longer live without it, and will gradually weaken in the torture, and eventually become neither human nor ghost.

So, how did Graves get away with it?

As for using this incident as a reason to threaten Graves, it is no longer within the scope of Amosta's consideration. As the saying goes, the ancestors of the Graves family were the first twelve proud people to found the Magical Congress of the United States of America. Luo Yi, whose family background is profound, and many family members are filled in key departments in Congress, hoping to use this to threaten Truck Graves, only makes things more difficult to handle.

A more cost-effective way is to solve the problem Graves encounters, but a kind of black magic damage that needs to be suppressed with elixir can never be eradicated by just talking.

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

"What's wrong, Amosta?"

Remus and Amelia, who had been paying attention to him, immediately stood up. Remus finished speaking, but before Amosta could answer——

Boom!

The dazzling firelight shined through the oily window sash and illuminated the dim room. The deafening roar overwhelmed all the hustle and bustle in the bar. The ensuing air wave even smashed the glass window of the Blind Pig Bar, causing a series of ups and downs. scream!

The gas lamps above their heads and the bottles on the shelves behind the bar fell to the ground one after another in the vibration of the air. People thought that the Magic Congress had decided to liquidate the place and launched an attack. They no longer cared about Narlak. They bumped into the table in panic and apparated away. The frightened giant even broke through the wall and escaped.

In the blink of an eye, the Blind Pig Bar, which was peaceful just now, was in chaos. (End of chapter)