The Evil God of Hogwarts

The old man was a little confused for a moment, "If he is not stupid, then the newspaper is lying. Speaking of Dunn Eric, isn't that bastard who disrupted the market already dead? Isn't the train here?"

"Ah, no, Isidore, he is dead, but he feels that people like him are unlikely to work alone."

"J, J, should I check him?"

John immediately waved his legs and said sincerely: "Why did I have that idea? Isidore, how many times have they cooperated? Do I trust him?"

"He never believed me. They call me Big Dog, but it's not because of my loyalty. Bu Nao..." The old man deliberately lied.

"What the hell, old man. That's not very kind of me."

"He does have a job, J, but now is the time. I have also seen that the beasts from the Oil Gang have been very energetic recently. At this juncture, they should keep a low profile."

John glanced at Xing Ze, who walked to the side very wisely, trying to pick out a few more interesting items among the messy and complicated goods.

"Is that my new follower? John, let him think about it. One follower was buried by me in the forest in the suburbs, and another was sunk by me in the Thames River..."

John's face was not moved at all, "May they be happy in Avalon. It was different this time. He is not his nephew."

"He's not blind, J. I'm a real red guy, and he's not."

“His cousin went to the East decades ago.

"Ah, I have a cousin now."

"Damn it, old guy, do you want him to count everyone in his family for me?"

"Is he reliable?"

"Is he reliable?" John chuckled and turned to look at Xing Ze, "What do I mean? Can he come from the east? Can they fly flying on swords, the kind with sharp blades that can bring strong winds with their breath? , Stomping your feet can cause earthquakes, and you can spit out flames..."

"Did I say "Feng Shen Bang", J?"

"Block for what? Damn it, Isidor, he is the most reliable person he has ever seen. That kid is like a hound."

"It seems that we are really related." Isidor said sarcastically, "The timing of the posthumous title is good, J. I should know better than him."

"There's never a good time, Isidore, never." John whispered, "I thought those damn things could be done by the way, you know? Not by the timing."

The old man picked up his reading glasses and wiped them slowly and carefully, as if caressing a valuable antique.

"He doesn't deny that, John..."

"Time is not up to him." Xing Ze placed a rag doll at the front desk, "The weather will be very bad tomorrow, sir. There may be sunshine tomorrow, but it may be even worse."

"Time does not change, is it wrong that this quote comes from the Analects?" Isidore put on his glasses again, "Why are we so obsessed with a dead person?"

Isido's erudition aroused Xing Ze's curiosity, "I know a lot, sir. That guy owes him something."

"He's an antiques dealer, kid." Isidore replied with a smile. "He has a lot of time to study what he's interested in. If we insist on getting our things back, okay, okay, he does know that Eli Ke has a partner in Knockturn Alley."

Xing Ze never thought that Isido would provide that person's information for free, "Then what's the price?"

"I'm very serious, kid. He has a secret recipe for red candy. If we can get it, he'll tell our partner."

Hearing that, John's face changed and he cursed: "Damn it, old guy, do I treat them like fools? Everyone knows that the formula is in the crazy doctor's legs, but the corpse of the person who wants to touch it will be It’s almost like a monument, and isn’t it at such a critical moment?”

"So, he told me, the timing was good."

Xing Ze thought for a while and asked again: "Isn't there any compromise?"

"Yes or no, but it's not simple either." The old man replied, "Someone asked him to find a girl."

Although John cursed the old man's family in his heart, when he heard that there was another choice, he asked patiently: "What girl?"

"A sweet home lady named Naya disappeared a few days ago. Are you interested?"

"What was the girl's name?" John made sure he heard correctly.

"Naya."

John and Xing Ze glanced at each other wrongly. He showed unconcealable joy and said briskly: "Has anyone said that I look handsome with glasses, Isidore."

"I made him feel sick, J, are we going to pick it up or not?"

"Take that, he asked for it too." Xing Ze said, stretching his legs and pointing at the doll.

They got a picture of the girl and some information from the employer.

The girl named Naya has thick dark brown curly hair, a pair of conical blue eyes, and a tear mole to the east of her left eye. She disappeared in September and February after attending the Avery family's dance.

"He doesn't look like an antique dealer." Xing Ze handed the photo to John.

"In addition to doing antique business, he is very good at smuggling all kinds of things." John took the photo and looked at it. "When he first arrived in Knockturn Alley, he needed an entry point. He is a good choice. He is well-informed and has many connections. , many people in Knockturn Alley come to him for help.”

"Like a bounty poster."

"Absolutely." John gave the photo to Xing Ze, "Beautiful girl, where should I start to check?"

"The employer gave them an address. Why don't you go and have a look? It's better than wandering around asking for help. Where is it?"

John opened an envelope, took out the letter inside and read it, "An underground Colosseum in Nottingham City."

…

The two of them stood on a high slope and looked out. The eagle eye technique provided a good view, and they had a panoramic view of the entire city of Nottingham.

"It's normal. He didn't see anything good about it."

"Darkness is hidden underground." Xing Ze turned his attention to the nearby forest, where he was shot. Thinking back now, he felt scared.

His attacker would choose a place with a wide view, and the pile of rocks not far from the woods was very good. He must have used something to see through the concealment spell, but that thing couldn't see through the dense fog, so it could only see through magic, very church style.

Why not aim for his head? Xing Ze tried to explain the problem again. He could obviously kill him.

"Is that where I was attacked last night?" John also cast his gaze on the forest. "Did the church also get involved?"

"Not sure." Xing Ze retracted his thoughts, "The Colosseum is east of Nottingham. It is closed to the public. They have to find a way to get in. Do I have any good ideas?"

John lowered his head and pondered, and then asked doubtfully: "Why are there so many cars entering and leaving the museum? Are they moving?"

Xing Ze also noticed those small trucks. Soon after they arrived, cars kept coming in and out of Nottingham City, first small cars, then trucks. Now, initially a minivan also drives out of the castle.

Thanks to Zhengtai Zou Yong, Tian Hui, Disappearance at the End of the Month, Aohan Guying, the original recommendation votes