Hogwarts: The Book of Magic

Chapter 47 Arrangement (Happy May Day)

"Forget it all. Robert, Professor Snape and I have been discussing business in your shop since two o'clock this afternoon, and we haven't broken up until now. As for what the business is, you can read this."

With that said, Lean took out a section of Crowe's arm from his traceless stretch pocket.

"Where did you come from? Didn't you get blown to pieces?" Snape asked curiously. After all, he had also been to the scene of the explosion, and there was nothing left but barrenness.

It was cut by the wind blade, and it happened to be thrown at Li En's feet, and he took it out when he ran away.

But Lean didn't answer Snape's words. He looked at Robert and said, "Do you see clearly? That's it, but we didn't agree."

Robert nodded mechanically.

Lien snapped his fingers, and Robert immediately came back to his senses and roared angrily, "Damn it, get out, you want five Galleons for a piece of a house-elf's arm. Get lost, a bunch of robbers, vampires."

Snape's good mood disappeared in an instant, and his hand had already touched the handle of the wand.

Lean shrugged and pulled Snape out of the shop.

"What the hell are you doing?" Snape couldn't understand what Lean was doing.

"Send a message to Lord Malfoy." Lean said as he walked. .

Knockturn Alley at night is far more prosperous than during the day, and the wizards coming and going are either shrouded in a layer of black clothes that cannot be seen through magic, or they have taken Polyjuice Potion.

Snape also changed his outfit at some point, wearing a black cloak.

Wandering around, Lien stopped in front of a small stall.

It was a small stall with many oddly shaped stumps and jars of colorful liquids on the side.

The stall owner is an old man with only a few hairs left on the top of his head.The protruding eyeballs are bloodshot inside.The body is haggard and emaciated.

He stopped when he saw Lean, and said in a boy's voice that didn't belong to his age: "I want something, I have everything here. Unicorn blood?"

His withered hands thought only of the jar of silvery liquid beside him.

"Or, the bones of the Ukrainian iron belly?" He pointed to the strange pile of bones next to him.

"Look at this, how much can you pay?" Lean took out half of the arm.

"At Robert's shop just now, Robert offered four Galleons and twelve Sickles, but I didn't sell them." Seeing that the stall owner was trying to play tricks, Lean said.

The stall owner just smiled, rubbed his hands, and said, "Then I'll take it for five gallons. Don't sell anything in Robert's store in the future. His store is a black store, not as authentic as mine."

Even if it was five Galleons, he still made some money.

Countless wizards have tried to decipher their secrets from the house-elves.

Powerful magic, extremely long lifespan, and enslaving magic.

But house elves can only be found in some powerful pure-blood families, which also makes the materials of house elves on the market very scarce.

The stall owner happily ordered five Galleons and handed them to Li En, who also handed the arm to the stall owner.

"Happy transaction." Lien flipped Gallon in his hand, said something to the stall owner, then turned around and left directly.

Snape was waiting for Rian in a dark alley. He was leaning against the wall, his hands in his pockets, and he kept touching the iron box where the resurrection stone ring was stored.

Seeing Lean walking in swaggeringly, Snape raised his eyelids slightly, looked at Lean and said, "It's all over?"

"Of course, we can go back. I'm really tired today. Go back and take a good bath, sleep and have a good dream. Tomorrow will be another beautiful day." Lien said.

Although I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in Lien's gourd, I am indeed a little tired today.

Especially the stuff in his own pockets, Snape just wanted to put it somewhere absolutely safe, where no one else could find it but him.

"I will give you the reward as soon as possible. Go back now. The Hogwarts kitchen is behind a fruit oil painting not far from the Hufflepuff lounge. You can go there to find something to fill your stomach." said Napp.

The two apparated to the door of Hogwarts, and then entered Hogwarts together.

"What the hell are you doing, Lean?" Snape couldn't help asking as the gates of Hogwarts were still a little away from the castle as they walked together.

"I'm waiting for His Majesty Malfoy to come to discuss compensation matters with me," Rion said.

"Are you so sure that Malfoy will come to you?" Snape couldn't help asking when he saw that Lean was so sure.

"As long as Lord Malfoy is not stupid, he will naturally come to me."

"What if he doesn't come?" Snape said coldly, although he knew that Malfoy would definitely come to see Lean.

Lean then paused, looked at Snape and said, "Professor, let's make a bet. I bet Malfoy will come to me, how about it?"

"Gambling is not a good habit, and it's still in front of my headmaster. But I'm in a good mood today, so I'll spare you for now." How could Snape fall for this kind of trick, this kid is smarter than a fox.

"Alas." Lien sighed, as if he was sighing for himself for missing such a good opportunity.

"If Malfoy doesn't come, maybe some enthusiastic people will write letters to Professor Dumbledore. "The Daily Prophet" is also a good choice. I heard that a reporter named Rita Skeeter is good at writing, Maybe that kind person will contact her."

Ryan said as he walked.

"It's not right, writing the letter may be a bit too deliberate. Maybe there are some wizards talking about it when they eat, or maybe, such a thing, who knows, I'm not a fortuneteller."

Snape now almost understood what Rean was doing.

The purpose of modifying Robert's memory is to let Robert prove that the two of them went out today for business.Selling the severed arm on the street is for the eyeliner planted by the Malfoy family in Knockturn Alley, so as to tell the Malfoy family: I survived, and I have evidence in my hands. If you don’t want things to get worse, You have to come and talk to me.

The second is that in this way, wizards all over the street can become witnesses, even if they are inconvenient to disclose their identities.

But as soon as the report comes out, they will naturally think of the amputated arm, and then you will hold back from talking to your friends?
You know, as long as three people know a secret, it is not considered a secret.

As for the fact that the seller was not Lien, it was too easy. Who among the wizards in Knockturn Alley would not know about Compound Potion?
(End of this chapter)