Harry Potter: Super Magic God

Chapter 521 Deserted Leaky Cauldron Bar

"I hope so." George said noncommittally, "We have been working well together for a long time, and I have also gained a lot of useful things from you. If your actions this time can satisfy me, except for Kim Galleon, I can even offer some other exchanges."

Borgin raised his head and glanced at George overjoyed, he lowered his head again, and said hastily, "Of course, I will do my best. This time, I promise that anything of value in Knockturn Alley will become Mr. Something on your favorites list."

"That's the best." George smiled gently. "When Voldemort's panic disappears, those shops will also become very valuable treasures, and you will gain more than you think."

He clicked to remind, whether he could hear the meaning of these words was up to Bo Jin himself.

Next, he has made a decision. He will try his best to buy the vacant shops in Knockturn Alley and Diagon Alley.

Now Voldemort's fear is spreading throughout the wizarding world, and the isolation between the wizarding world and the real world has not been broken. The real estate in the wizarding world is the most valuable depression in the world with growth potential.

Although he doesn't plan to make money by hyping the land, the advance layout will allow him to lay more foreshadowings in the magic world in advance, which will become a small help for him to change the world in the future.

The only thing he needs to pay is a trivial amount of Jin Galleon, not even the price of a house in a first-tier city in his previous life, which is enough for him to buy most of the treasures in the magic world.

There is no crazier and more valuable investment in the world.

Seeing that there was nothing noteworthy here, George walked out of Borgin's shop calmly. Bo Jin nodded and bowed and sent George out of the store, and saw George's figure completely disappear before straightening up.

With a serious face, he was not as slick and humble as usual, and muttered in a low voice, "The magic world is about to change. Eat meat or drink soup, retire early or get old, it's up to you to gamble."

Then, he brought a sly smile on his face again, "It's never wrong to have more money, and to end this big deal, I have another way out. With a lot of money, no matter which side wins , I can live a good life."

George left Knockturn Alley and started hanging out in Diagon Alley again. While wandering, I pondered that there are really many things that need to be arranged in advance for the next semester.

A new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher has already been selected, but under the current situation, it is not a good arrangement for students to take classes step by step.

On the other hand, great turmoil and great destruction are also the beginning of great changes and great vitality.

Only then would the wizarding world allow a sixteen-year-old wizard to be the head of Hogwarts. Only at this time can he arbitrarily implement his crazy ideas at Hogwarts.

Under the crisis, all the rules are gone, and only the strong have the privilege.

Next year will not only be the time when he will completely face Voldemort, but also when he will completely master Hogwarts and the entire wizarding world.

The arrangement of the courses, the focus of training, including the transformation of Hogwarts, everything needs to be arranged. And the most important thing, gaining enough power to kill Voldemort, is even more urgent.

Thinking all the way, wandering all the way, and finally George came to the Leaky Cauldron.

Even the bustling Leaky Cauldron Bar in the past is unusually air-conditioned and empty today. There was only Tom, the owner, wrinkled and toothless, alone guarding the empty bar, wiping his glass over and over again glumly.

George went to the bar and tapped the table lightly.

Tom raised his head listlessly, seeing the person in front of him, Tom immediately squeezed a smile out of his wrinkled face, and said in a dry voice, "It's Mr. Soros, thank you for coming, and I need something to drink. ?"

George said lightly,

"A pot of coffee, and a carton of milk."

When he used Tom to make coffee, he looked around the deserted bar and asked casually, "Has this situation been going on for several days?"

Tom said loudly in the back kitchen, "It's been a week. A week ago, everything was fine."

He said cursingly, "Then the damned guy was resurrected, and everything was over. After receiving a message from the owl, some damn wizards just Apparated and fled without paying the rent."

He paused for a while, and then continued, "But they were too timid and left some luggage, and it wouldn't be too much of a loss if they were used to offset the bill."

"This week, I can't believe it. I have never been so lonely. I thought I was back in the era when that person was rampant." He said with a long sigh.

Tom came slowly from the back kitchen with the brewed coffee and a carton of milk.

"It's not just me here."

This sentence seemed to be the only thing that could comfort him, and he said dejectedly, "The whole Diagon Alley is like this, even the Ministry of Magic has printed a "Safety Manual" to keep people from going out. The mysterious man is resurrected, the past The darkness is all back, and no one dares to go out."

He said in a dry voice, "I already know that there are several shops in Diagon Alley who want to sell at a low price. They don't care about anything in order to scrape together the money to get out of here."

He sighed and said, "But where can we escape to? This is our home. After staying here for a lifetime, where can we go?"

George said lightly, "From a safety point of view, there is nothing wrong with avoiding the limelight. As long as people are still there, you can start over at any time."

Those wizards who were planning to flee the UK were actually very wise, and even he prepared several properties around the world at first, just in case. If it wasn't for Voldemort's grasp, he would certainly have fled abroad with his family. After all, only by living can there be hope for change.

"As long as there are people, you can start over at any time." Tom repeated in a trance, "Yes, as long as people are still there, everything can start again."

He lowered his head again and said in a low voice, "I'm old, I have nothing, and I can't go anywhere."

"When Fudge arrives, let him come to the box upstairs to find me." George said flatly, then reached for the coffee pot with his hands.

Tom suddenly grabbed George's sleeve with a wrinkled hand. He raised his head, his eyes were a little red and swollen, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Soros, can we really defeat You-Know-Who again?"

(To be continued.) (Book Fan Lou)