Harry Potter: Super Magic God

Chapter 75 Accidental Discovery

"You need to read a few words clearly, Harry." Mrs. Weasley said with a worried look, she was a little worried that Harry had never used Floo powder before, and there might be a problem.

After Harry remembered, he came in after Mr. Weasley to use Floo powder. Ron and Mrs Weasley, told him, "Close your eyes, don't move, and come out of the furnace door when you see Fred and Arthur."

When he threw the powder into the fire and shouted out Diagon Alley, he was scalded by a mouthful of hot soot, and then he seemed to be sucked into a vacuum cleaner, and finally appeared here.

Harry carefully organized his thoughts. He teleported from Weasley's fireplace to Diagon Alley with Floo powder. Obviously, his teleportation made a mistake. He didn't come to Diagon Alley, but to something else. place.

To get out of here at once, Harry looked around, and he saw a glass case by the fireplace. Inside was a withered human hand, a stack of bloodstained cards, and a glass eyeball. The walls are covered with hideous masks, and there are all kinds of human bones on the counter. Without any explanation, you can know that this is not a good place.

Harry endured the pain in his body and tiptoed towards the door, and only halfway there, two figures suddenly appeared at the door. One of them was Harry's nemesis at school, Draco Malfoy.

Unable to let him see, Harry looked around quickly and saw a large black cabinet to his left. He immediately got in and closed the door, leaving only a small gap. Almost at the same time, the bell rang and Malfoy walked in.

The figure behind Malfoy was that of his father, with the same pale face and cold, arrogant gray eyes. Mr. Malfoy walked across the lobby, looking casually at the items displayed on the counter, and then rang the bell placed on the counter. He turned to Malfoy and said, "Don't touch anything, Draco."

Malfoy was reaching for a glass globe when he said, "I thought you were here to buy me a present."

"I meant to buy you a Quidditch broom." Mr. Malfoy tapped his fingers on the counter.

"First of all, I have to be a player on the cadets, otherwise it's useless to have a broom." Malfoy said casually, "Harry Potter got the Nimbus 2000 last year, and won several Quidditch matches. Dumbledore Give him preferential treatment. Because he's famous, because of that stupid scar on his forehead."

Malfoy bent down again to look at the various skulls on the shelves. "He's getting more and more famous, and everyone's proud of how good he is."

"You don't need to repeat this." Mr. Malfoy looked impatient at Malfoy's words, "I need to remind you that when everyone thinks Harry Potter is the hero who drove away the devil, you should not Prove conflict with him."

"Ah. It's Mr. Borgin." Mr. Malfoy turned his attention to the man in front of him.

A hunched man appeared behind the counter, running his hand through the oiled hair. "Mr. Malfoy, it's nice to see you again." Mr. Borgin's tone was as smooth as his hair. "It's an honor. , Mr. Malfoy, here is Master Malfoy. What can I do for you? Maybe you should take a look. Today's new stock, the price is very fair..."

"I'm not buying anything today, Mr. Borgin, I'm going to sell something." Mr. Malfoy interrupted Borgin's promotion and stated his plan.

"Want to sell something?" The smile on Borgin's face subsided a bit, showing a lack of interest. The things Mr. Malfoy sold were not so easy to sell.

"You should have also heard that the Ministry of Magic has stepped up inspections." Mr. Malfoy said, reaching into the inside of his clothes, and carefully took out a roll of parchment from the inner pocket. He unfolded the parchment to show Borgin, "There are some things that would be inconvenient to keep at home at this time, if the Ministry of Magic comes..."

Mr. Borgin took out a pair of glasses from the counter,

Carefully put it on the bridge of the nose, looking down at the list, "The Ministry of Magic shouldn't bother you, Mr. Malfoy?"

Mr. Malfoy raised his eyebrows, "Malfoy's name still has some deterrent power, and no one is coming. But the Ministry of Magic has been getting more and more outrageous recently, and there is even a "Muggle Protection Fee". Like crazy, it must be that pureblood Arthur Weasley, behind the scenes, who likes Muggles..."

Hearing Malfoy's father's humiliation to Mr. Weasley, Harry was furious and scolded, "Damn Malfoy, doing shameful things behind his back, and now slandering Mr. Weasley behind his back."

"You know, I have some poison on this list that can make it go unnoticed..." Mr. Malfoy showed Borgin his collection.

"Of course, sir, let me see, and I will give a reasonable price." Mr. Borgin looked at the list and secretly calculated how he could get a more satisfactory price difference.

"I want to see that," Malfoy said, pointing to the withered hand in the glass case.

"Oh, it's the Hand of Glory." Mr. Borgin dropped Mr. Malfoy's list and trotted over to Draco to sell the item to him, "Put a candle in the Hand of Glory, it's A light source that can only be seen by whoever holds it. It's a thief and an assassin's best friend, and you're very discerning, Master Malfoy."

A cold light flashed in Mr. Malfoy's eyes, and he saw that this guy was interested and lacked money. He was planning to lower the price, so he said coldly, "My son, it's not that he wants to mix with thieves and assassins, Mr. Borgin."

Mr. Borgin saw that Mr. Malfoy was already a little angry, and hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry, Lord Malfoy, I never meant it."

"If his grades still don't improve," continued Mr. Malfoy in a icy tone, "he may be doing these things in the future."

"The teacher is biased, it's not my fault, the teacher is too biased towards that Hermione Granger..." Malfoy defended.

"I thought you would be ashamed of this, I really think highly of you." Mr. Malfoy said, holding back his anger, "I lost every test to a girl from a non-wizard family. Is this your answer?"

"Haha, deserve it." Seeing Malfoy being so embarrassed and annoyed that he didn't dare to retort, Harry was overjoyed in his heart, and even more determined to suppress Draco in his studies.

"There are too many things like this," said Mr. Borgin in a frivolous tone. "Wizard blood is becoming less and less valuable."

"I don't think so." Mr. Malfoy turned his head and surveyed Borgin with condescending eyes.

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