Hogwarts: Start By Destroying Nurmengard Prison

"Long time no see! I came here so late, what can I do for you?"

Caractacus Burke smiled as he watched Lucius come out of the fireplace.

The wrinkles on his face were almost crowded into a pile.

A mysterious big client was just sent away in the morning, and now the patriarch of a pure-blood family has come.

It's just a pity that no matter what Lucius bought, he couldn't find someone to attack and rob Lucius like he did in the morning.

Lucius looked at Calactacus Burke and said with a gloomy face:

"I know what you're thinking, Doctor!"

"Put away those thoughts you shouldn't have!"

Caractacus Bok was not angry because of Lucius' words, and still said with a smile~ said:

"Of course! My old friend!"

"By the way, what are you doing here today?-"

Lucius patted the dust on his body, and said directly:

"I have some dark magic items to get rid of."

Caractacus Burke stopped smiling when he heard Lucius' words.

Caractacus tapped his fingers on the table, thought for a while, and then smiled again:

"Of course! I thought we could look at the goods first?"

"This way we can save a lot of time!"

Lucius didn't rush to answer Calactacus, but looked at the product shelves in Bojinbok's store.

Lucius frowned and said:

"Mr. Bokin, it seems that your business has been doing well recently?"

"A lot of the old stuff has been sold?"

Hearing Lucius' words, Calactacus said with a smile:

"Of course, a mysterious big client came to Knockturn Alley recently."

"Still a young man."

Lucius heard what Caractacus said, and said:

"It seems that there is another guy who is not afraid of death."

Calactacus still looked at Lucius with a smile, but he didn't answer Lucius' words.

Seeing that Calactacus didn't intend to say anything, Lucius gave up the topic of continuing to ask.

Because Calactacus Bok's expression didn't change, and he didn't say much.

It seemed that it wasn't what he thought, he was only worried about Voldemort's return, and nothing else was worth considering.

Lucius took out a bag of Untraceable Stretching Charms from under his luxurious robes.

Lucius handed the bag to Bock and said:

"Mr. Bokin, everything I want to sell this time is here.

Caractacus took the bag from Lucius's hand and did not rush to open it, but drew out his wand and pointed to the bag:

"Hurry up and show up!"

A white light flickered from the tip of the wand.

Nothing has changed with the bag either.

Caractacus saw this scene, and then said with a smile:

"Then let's look at the valuation first!"

Lucius stared at Calactacus and said uncomfortably:

"Mr. Bokin, you are still so cautious."

"My Malfoy family's goods are also checked in this way?"

Caractacus's expression didn't change at all, but he said:

"After all, this is Knockturn Alley, and anything can happen."

"If you're not cautious, you don't even have the qualifications to live."

Lucius snorted coldly, but did not deny Calactacus' words.

Karactacus opened the bag, and used the levitating spell with his wand to examine the items one by one.

"Nice cursed gem..."

At this time, on the bar in the Leaky Cauldron, many wizards were chatting about the events of Knockturn Alley during the day.

Two middle-aged wizards were drinking and chatting at the bar of the Leaky Cauldron.

"Have you heard? Three dark wizards died in Knockturn Alley today.

The middle-aged wizard in the blue robe looked at his friend in surprise and asked:

"I don't know, but!"

"How did you know about Knockturn Alley?"

Another wizard wearing a black wizard robe took a sip of wine and said:

"Hey! It's all over the place!"

"The black wizard fought and blew up three houses with black magic!"

"That black magic smoke can be seen all over Diagon Alley!"

After hearing what his friend said, the wizard in the blue robe frowned and said:

"Aren't those Aurors in charge?"

The wizard in the black robe said helplessly:

"It's not like you don't know how slow those Aurors and the Ministry of Magic are doing things!"

"When they arrived, no one was caught!"

"I heard that the corpses were all carried away in front of them."

The blue-robed wizard angrily placed the wine glass heavily on the table, spilling some of the wine:

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"How could they do this!"

"Is this how the Galleons we hand over to the Ministry of Magic every year let them do things?"

Not a single dangerous dark wizard caught!

This makes them very insecure, and a dark wizard with a life on his hands!

The black-robed wizard looked at his angry friend and said:

"Calm down, friend."

"Rufus Scrimgeour, the head of the Auror office, is here today.

"Called all the Aurors present!"

The blue-robed wizard said angrily:

"What's the use of him scolding! Damn it..."

The owner of the Leaky Cauldron, Tom Abbott, walked up to the two of them and said helplessly:

"Esk, you're still so irritable."

"I think your temper should change."

The Ministry of Magic will catch the dark wizard, have some faith. "

The blue-robed wizard heard what Tom Abbott said, and said disdainfully:

"I have very little faith in those idiots at the Ministry of Magic!"

"after all……………"

Before the blue-robed wizard could finish speaking, the fireplace in the bar lit up.

Tom Abbott looked at the flames in the fireplace and said with a smile:

"Well, Esk, stop talking about that."

"It's not good for others to hear."

Only then did the blue-robed wizard shut his mouth indignantly.

Tom saw a figure appearing in the flames of the fireplace, and he said to the figure with a smile:

"Need some..."

Before Tom could finish his question, a figure in the flames stepped out.

I saw a person whose whole body was hidden in a black robe.

It's completely unclear who this person is.

Watching the man dress up, Tom felt a little nervous, but went on:

"Excuse me, are you..."

The flames of the fireplace lit up again, and another man in black robe appeared.

But it wasn't over yet, one after another black-robed men came out of the fireplace and appeared in the bar.

Now Tom and the bar's guests feel that something is not right!

Because the last time people dressed like this got together, they were called Death Eaters!

Tom suppressed the fear in his heart and looked at the people in black robes, and asked:

"Who the hell are you guys! Spoons?".