Hogwarts: Wizards Supreme

"I think I can go talk to him first, Dad."

"Tell me why?" Mr. Foley did not object immediately, but asked calmly.

"I'm very curious about these runes..." Brian pointed to the messy runes on the note. Their arrangement was irregular, but they were very similar to the time turner runes and should be the same type of runes.

"This is no reason for you to take risks. Knockturn Alley is not a good place, Brian." Mrs. Foley dissuaded her. "There are many dark wizards there, and Borgin is not reliable at all..."

"If you want to study these runes, you can do it after you are stronger, Brian." Mr. Foley agreed, "There is no need to go there now."

"No, I'm more curious about why he would want to show it to me." Brian said softly, "I saw this kind of rune by chance last month and didn't tell anyone about it. …”

"He's not spying on you, is he?" Mrs. Foley frowned.

"How is that possible? He doesn't have that much energy, otherwise he wouldn't be huddled in that crappy place in Knockturn Alley." Mr. Foley said with a sneer.

In the eyes of many wizards, Knockturn Alley is like a slum in the wizarding world, where dragons and snakes are mixed, and it is extremely chaotic, which is despised by most wizards.

"You can go over if you want. We can go together to see what he wants to do." Mr. Foley said, "Bojin won't offend me. Don't be too afraid of those sewer rats. They are all bullying. Stupid."

"Albert, do you really want to take him to Knockturn Alley?" Mrs. Foley said in a gentle tone. She had never liked it there, and her relatives had warned her never to go to Knockturn Alley since she was a child.

"Betty, Brian has grown up. It is impossible for him not to be exposed to those places. Our family still has some industries in Knockturn Alley. It would be good to let him see the world earlier." Mr. Foley said casually, "Black Magic He will have to get in touch with and learn something sooner or later."

"Okay." Mrs. Foley gritted her teeth.

"Don't worry, Mom, I know how to protect myself." Brian said with a smile.

Mrs. Foley patted his shoulder gently and said softly: "Yes, you have grown up too." She looked a little disappointed.

Early the next morning, the father and son set out for Knockturn Alley.

They first apparated to the entrance of Knockturn Alley, and then walked inside on foot. Brian saw an old wooden street sign hanging in front of a shop selling poisonous candles that read "Knockturn Alley."

"We can take a walk here first, Brian." Mr. Foley, wearing a long black cloak, said with a smile, "There are several shops here that our family has invested in. I will take you over to have a look today."

Brian, who was also wearing a black cloak with silver buttons, nodded when he heard the words and looked at the surrounding buildings and pedestrians.

"First, take out your wand, Brian." Mr. Foley warned. "You must not put down your weapon here."

Brian pulled out his wand and played with it in his hand.

They were walking in a dirty alley. The messy black buildings around them made it dark, making it difficult for sunlight to get in. Pedestrians came and went in a hurry on the road, and there were many sneaky wizards covering their faces with hoods.

The shops on both sides of the alley are eerie, and the windows display items such as shrunken human heads, withered hand bones, ferocious specimens of snakes and spiders, which are enough to give the little wizard nightmares.

In several dark doorways, some ragged wizards were hiding inside, staring at the passers-by and whispering.

"Ah, this one, Heilin Bookstore, is one of our family's businesses." Mr. Foley opened the door of a store and walked in.

The bell on the doorframe made a low sound, and the shopkeeper came out from behind the bookshelf. He was a withered old man.

"Oh, Mr. Foley, welcome." The old man stared at the two people with his cloudy eyes and bowed slightly to them, "Is there anything you need me to do?"

"It's nothing, Bruce, I just brought my son to have a look."

"Oh, this must be Master Foley. It's such a pleasure to meet you." The old man stretched out a thin hand covered with age spots. Brian reached out and shook his hand, feeling his palms were sore.

The shop owner went away to sort out the books, while Brian looked at the books displayed in the shop. Most of them were about black magic, with various disturbing patterns painted on the covers.

The entire bookstore was shrouded in depressing green light, and one could barely read the words on the book, while something appeared in the shadows from time to time. There was a strange smell in the air, like the musty smell of damp and rotting books.

The father and son strolled around the bookstore and then went out. Then they visited several other shops, all of which were family properties or shares, including a magician's store and a medicine store.

Brian witnessed a poor guy being dragged into a dark alley by several wizards. Some of the people around him were gloating about his misfortune, while others were indifferent. Fortunately, no one dared to provoke Mr. Foley, and those sneaky wizards stayed away from them.

Finally, they passed by a few old witches squatting on the roadside selling strange things, and arrived at the door of Borgin-Bock Magic Store.

The shop looked a bit old, with ferocious masks and human bones placed in the dusty windows.

Mr. Foley opened the door and rang the bell on the counter.

Brian looked at the items displayed in the store and looked at the sign on a luxurious opal necklace, which read: Be careful, do not touch, it has been cursed - it has taken away the lives of nineteen Muggles. life.

A hunched man appeared behind the counter. He smoothed his shiny hair with his hands and said in a smooth tone: "Ah, welcome, Mr. Foley, and Master Foley, it's a great honor." His He looked at Brian seriously.

"Stop talking nonsense to me, tell me, Borgin, what do you want to do?" Mr. Foley said lazily.

"Oh, I think, I just want to have an apprentice." Borgin said in his oily tone, "Nothing else. You know, alchemy is getting worse and worse these days."

"So you found Brian," Mr. Foley said in a mocking tone, "working hard for the inheritance of alchemy? I never knew you were so great..."

"No, you don't understand, Foley. I think he has some special talent..." Borgin said softly.

"Oh? Why don't I know? Or do you know my son better than me?" Mr. Foley narrowed his eyes.

"Of course not, but in some respects..." Bo Jin responded in a flawless manner, "Can I talk to Mr. Gui alone?"

"Don't let me know what bad ideas you are having, Bogin." Mr. Foley looked at Brian and after Brian nodded, he strode out of the store.

The two looked at each other quietly, Bo Jin looked into Brian's eyes with his back hunched over, his expression seemed a bit complicated.

"So, you came here because of those runes?" Bo Jin no longer maintained his accent, and his voice became deeper.

"Maybe, I'm a little interested in them." Brian said softly, playing with the wand in his hand.

"Ah, I guessed it...this is really..." Bo Jin clicked his tongue in amazement.

"What I'm curious about is, why would you give me this thing?" Brian tilted his head slightly, "Why do you think I'm interested in it?"

"That's an old story. I'm sorry I can't tell you." Bo Jin said smoothly, "Maybe you don't believe it, but I really just want to find an apprentice..."

"Teach these runes?" Brian smiled.

"No, it's just alchemy." Bo Jin said, "Of course, if you can meet some conditions, I can teach you those runes."

"You can take this as a sign of goodwill from us." Bo Jin said in a low voice.

"Showing favor?" Brian narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, I will impart some alchemy knowledge to you, and...a piece of advice." Bo Jin said.

"What advice?" Brian maintained a gentle and restrained smile.

"Ah, maybe we can wait until later." Bo Jin rubbed his palms, "Then, do you want to agree?"

"I think...it's hard for me to trust you." Brian said every word.

"Yes, yes, but I am willing to make an oath," Bogin said. "This is our sincerity."

"you?"

"Yes, us." He said somewhat mysteriously.

"Okay, I'd love to, Mr. Borgin." Brian nodded slightly.

"That would be a great honor." Bogin bowed.