Harry Potter: Super Magic God

Chapter 76 George Arrives

"Sir, you are right." Mr. Borgin's heart tightened, and he immediately bowed to Mr. Malfoy to apologize.

"Then, it's time for us to continue talking about my list." Mr. Malfoy looked impatient. "I don't have much time to waste. I have important things to do later."

Mr. Malfoy said so, and he was not in a hurry when he bargained, and he had to fight with Borgin. Malfoy looked at the goods sold in the store in a very bored manner, and it could be seen that he did not often have the opportunity to come here.

He was curious about a lot of things, and he went back and forth around the cupboard Harry was hiding in, and Harry's heart was almost in his throat.

Borgin came to the closet again, he came up, he held out his hand, "Deal." Mr. Malfoy called in relief, "Go, Draco."

Malfoy turned to leave, and Harry let go of the wand he was holding, wiping the sweat from his brow with his sleeve.

"Then it's settled, Mr. Borgin, I'll wait for you to pick up the goods at home tomorrow." Mr. Malfoy looked relieved when things were done.

The door closed with a "bang", and Bo Jin immediately put away his flattering expression, "Old fox, according to the rumors, these things are less than half of what he kept in his house, which is not much profit.. ." Borgin muttered indignantly, and went back into the back room.

Harry didn't move, and continued to wait for a while, making sure that Borgin would not be back soon, and then he quietly got out of the cabinet, quietly passed through the counter, and slipped out the door.

Harry walked out of the store and looked around. He was standing in a dirty alley. The two rows of the street are full of shops related to black magic. The one he just came out is called Bo Jin-Boke, which is the largest shop on the street.

On the opposite side of another large shop, through the glass window, you can see some shrunken and dry human heads. In the farther store, there is a large cage at the door, and a group of huge black spiders are kept in the dark. In a doorway next to the cage, two scrawny wizards murmured and looked at him.

Harry only felt horrified, like a lamb fell into a wolf's den. He clung to the wand in his hand and walked cautiously down the alley.

"Why is Harry here?" Just as Harry walked away, a figure in a black robe and a black hood suddenly appeared at the door of Borkin-Bock's store.

Under the close-fitting robe, you can vaguely see the strong muscles, the huge sense of oppression brought by that terrifying body. Under the hood is a black hole-like fog, and I can't see the slightest face. The two whispering wizards staring at Harry before, immediately changed their faces when they saw this figure, they didn't dare to look at them, they lowered their heads and retracted into the doorway. With a "click" sound, a small door blocked the doorway.

If Harry turned his head at this moment, he might be able to recognize the familiar figure behind him just by his size. Among the people he knew, except for George, who else could have such a figure. Although Hagrid is taller and stronger, his body like a large wine barrel is more conspicuous than George.

George looked at Harry's leaving back, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't follow, "It's not too dangerous here, he can solve it himself, the business is what matters."

Thinking of this, George ignored why Harry appeared here, gently opened the door of Borkin-Bock, and walked straight in.

"Jingle...Jingle"

George rang the bell on the counter, looked at the furnishings as he waited, and sneered, "It's all useless junk."

"Mr. Qiao, you are wrong. Nothing is useless. Even garbage is useful in the right place. How can it be called useless garbage." Mr. Borgin saw the figure in front of the counter. , immediately quickened his pace, and followed George's words in a relaxed tone.

George did not speak,

He raised his hand and placed it lightly on the counter, then moved his hand away. Only a small pile of yellow gold coins remained on the counter.

"Oh, what a luster, this is the most beautiful thing in the world. Whether it's that charming luster, the graceful lines, or the crisp tinkling sound when it collides, gold coins are the most powerful magic in this world." Bo Seeing the gold coins on the counter, Mr. Jin immediately saw the food like a vicious dog, and swooped on it, his eyes almost falling out.

While stroking the gold coin, he said, "Mr. Qiao, you are so right, there are some useless garbage outside. How can a really good thing be placed at the door for those poor people to be envious, and they see it too much. Treasures will drop in price. The gold Galleons they earn in their lifetimes can't keep up with the ones leaking out of your fingers, Mr. Qiao."

Mr. Borgin flattered the big customer in front of the counter. Compared with other people, this big customer was really generous. What quality in this world would be more like a businessman than generosity?

If there is, Mr. Borgin is sure, it must be more generous than generous.

"If you can come up with what I want, I will never begrudge Jin Galleon." George's tone remained the same, he said casually, undisturbed by Mr. Borgin's performance.

George didn't care about the servility of the man in front of him. It was not the first time he had dealt with this guy. It is not easy to be the largest store in Tumble Dou Alley. Don't believe what they say about operating with integrity and serving customers. Even in a world without superpowers, none of these claims could exist.

If you take the flattery and random promises of Knockturn Alley merchants as true, or even believe in some nonsense saying that "the customer is God.", then as long as you reveal a flaw, they will deceive you. The last copper. If there's a chance, they'll pounce on you like a pack of wolves and gnaw on your leash.

George looked at the human bones sold in the shop along the way, and speculated maliciously, "I wonder how many of these human bones will be customers who have been deceived out of everything?"

Dealing with dark wizards is definitely not easy. If you only think that your head is better and you have more money, you will imagine that you can find some good things here. It might end up being a pile of bones sold on the counter, George had seen such a daredevil.

"Oh, no." Mr. Borgin suddenly looked painful, like a dead father, "Mr. Qiao, the things you need are really rare, like the eggs of the Neveen, the eggs of the phoenix, the eggs of Thestrals. Bones, tepo warthog skins, it's almost impossible to get them on the market."

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