The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

The bearded man gladly accepted the gem, and patted his chest, expressing that he would not deceive Moriarty and Lilith because they were young. In fact, he was able to flourish in the Athens wizarding world where fish and dragons were mixed, and his vision was naturally vicious.

Which little wizard is a gem when he makes a move? And it was a gem he had never seen before.

"Come on, two, follow me." The bearded uncle opened the way ahead, turned around and introduced to Moriarty: "This street is called Soskis Ross Street, which is the intersection between Diagon Alley and London. A combination of Knockturn Alley.

I am very proud of this. Black magic is prevalent in Greece, and the man who brought black magic into Greece—you should have learned that the international magic circle habitually calls him the despicable Haierbo! Haha, that's him. "

The bearded uncle was very talkative, he said his name was Uriacandisleto, and he kindly persuaded Moriarty not to walk into the shops on both sides of the street at will.

Moriarty nodded in agreement. Just in case, he held the Slytherin staff in his hand—he put the staff into the system space when he boarded the plane.

They walked around the street, and there was a wooden shop, the black window was full of dolls, and they grinned crookedly at the corners of their mouths, which was extremely weird.

A shop next to it hung a sign with ancient runes on it, and this time Moriarty recognized it, and he read softly: "Light the candle at the bottom of the sea, draw the silver knife across your neck, and you will Come to Ferdodo's grocery store."

"What is this? A death curse? It sounds like magic for summoning the undead?" Lilith became interested, but when she saw the blood-red floor of the store, baskets of bat spleens and whale eyeballs were piled up at the door, The idea of ​​visiting the store was dispelled.

There was also a low and hoarse whining sound from a dark shop. Lilith guessed that it was the sound of an owl. Uncle Uriah shook his head: "I hope you will never know what's in there." Immediately He glanced at the shop in pity, and walked away quickly.

The shops they saw next were much more normal. There were shops selling robes, some shops selling binoculars and various statues, and many strange silverware that Lilith had never seen before.

Moriarty could tell at a glance that the silverware sold in the market were all fakes, but there were still many foreigners buying them.

"Athens is a tolerant city, and foreigners come here every day," the uncle said proudly. "I have to recommend Shengbo Saran to you. This is the best place to inquire about news!"

The uncle pointed to a golden temple not far away, with a few dim jack-o-lanterns hanging on it, and a large group of people gathered around the door.

"How did you know we were going to inquire about the news?" Lilith asked, full of vigilance.

The uncle gave her a sly smile, looked at Moriarty and said, "Are you going there? It will be very convenient for you to have me here."

"Of course, this is the best chance to prove your worth!" Moriarty took out another emerald and shook it in front of the uncle's eyes, and the uncle put away the gem until his eyes widened, and said, "Lead the way. "

On their way to Shengbo Salan, Moriarty told Lilith: "Follow me anytime, anywhere."

Lilith happily took Moriarty's arm, her face was radiant, as if she was attending a pure blood banquet.

Walking to the entrance of Shengbo Salan, it was a stone gate piled up with seven marble steps, and the crowd crowded together in a chaotic manner.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" The uncle pushed aside the crowd and shouted inside: "What's today's dump?"

He was told: "Thirty Galleons or some bric-a-brac of the same value."

"Stingy Sheng Bo Salan!" The uncle cursed bitterly: "The price is high again! Here you go, the dung of the mountain monster!"

The crowd burst into laughter, "Boss Uriah is domineering!"

The uncle took out a box with a shrinking curse from his pocket, and threw it into the door. There were several angry curses from the room, but the uncle ignored it. He aggressively pushed away the crowd outside and gave Moria Dee stepped out of the way, "Let's go!" The uncle said with a smile.

Since their communication was in Greek, Moriarty couldn't understand it, so he asked. The uncle told Moriarty that the "swing" they said is equivalent to a membership card, but the value of the swing changes every day .

Sometimes very cheap, a couple of Nat's swings are available. Sometimes it is very expensive - Gringotts is just across the diagonal from Shengbo Saran, and if you can't afford it, you can go to Gringotts to withdraw money.

"But it doesn't matter, Boss Uriah still has a bit of face on this street!" The uncle's face was bright.

Moriarty and Lilith nodded approvingly, they are the only ones who use big dung as a dump.

Walking into Shengbo Saran, a large group of guests greeted Uncle Uria, and a man dressed as a waiter greeted the uncle.

More guests focused on Moriarty and Lilith.

They heard a woman shouting in a weak voice: "Oh! Please spare me, why are there always English dolls serving Bosalan lately? English blood is not good at all! It smells like gasoline! "

Moriarty and Lilith exchanged glances, as if they were another vampire?

When they looked around, the first thing they saw was a large silver counter. Two bartenders in tuxedos were sitting inside the counter. It seemed that a bag of dung had been splashed on their heads, and they were busy cleaning it with their wands.

A stone tablet was erected on the counter, with various drinks and potions written on it in ancient runes, as well as the corresponding prices.

A line of fine print is attached at the bottom: "If there is a secret exchange, please hand in one hundred gold Galleons."

Moriarty took the message down and turned to scan the room.

The scene inside the house has nothing to do with the elegant counter. Hundreds of wooden tables and chairs are randomly placed on the stone floor, and there are people everywhere.

Moriarty saw wizards, witches, Hindu priests, men in black robes, thin men who looked like mummies, and many bald men with big bellies.

Beards seem to be the fashion here, and there are at least a hundred people with beards.

Leather smell, tobacco smell, corpse smell, fishy smell, sweet and greasy smell, bloody smell, the smell of various alcohols, and a pungent smell after a man's love, all mixed together, can't wait Drilled into the nostrils of Moriarty and Lilith.

Lilith was so choked that she sneezed, which immediately attracted the attention of many men. Their eyes had an evil light, and they greedily glanced at Lilith from top to bottom.

Lilith's heart beat violently, and she grabbed Moriarty's arm tightly. Moriarty felt that Lilith's nails were about to tear through his clothes.

The uncle rested his arms on the counter and watched the scene with leisure. He wanted to see what Moriarty would do.

"Have a glass of Long Island iced tea, and add a pint of euphoria!" Moriarty said coldly, and glanced at one of the bartenders, "Have another glass of lemonade, and add an ounce of tranquilizer."

Moriarty tapped his staff, and a stack of Galleons was neatly piled up on the counter. The bartender hurriedly cleaned the things on his head and then hurriedly mixed the drinks.

When the other guests heard Moriarty's unique way of ordering wine, they felt that Moriarty was a knowledgeable person, and put away their underestimation.

Uncle Uriah laughed and applauded, drawing all eyes to him, and said to Moriarty: "How did you come up with the idea of ​​adding spirits and potions together? I'll try it too, I hope it tastes better." good!

Hmmm~ I'll think about it...get me a bloody mary with a pint of palliative! "

"The palliative is not good." The waiter said to the uncle, but was chased away by the uncle.

The uncle turned his head to look at Moriarty, and his expression changed into a smile again. He found a table in the corner and sat down with Moriarty.

Lilith relaxed a little, her big eyes recovered, and she looked at the surrounding guests and the environment curiously, while Moriarty inadvertently brought up the topic: "There seem to be a lot of vampires in this place?"