Harry Potter and the Beyonder Heir

Sternlake’s door key seemed to have undergone a special treatment, and Wilkes didn’t even feel much, a feeling of displacement.

Just blinking, when Wilkes, wearing the mask, opened his eyes again, he found that he had appeared, in the middle of a street.

“Is this Sternlake?” Behind the mask, Wilkes looked indifferent and watched his surroundings warily.

The spacious cobbled streets are lined with framed shops, and everything looks like diagonal alleys that have been twice as widened as the street.

It seems very ordinary, and it is hard to imagine that this is a common trading bazaar that gathers wizards from all over the world and mixes fish and dragons.

Although it was only early morning, the streets of Sterlake were already overcrowded, and a large number of wizards in black cloaks continued to appear in the streets.

Presumably, like Wilkes, they are wizards who have just used the portkey to come here and have their own goals.

Knock knock!

At this time, a muffled sound suddenly came from behind Wilkes, and before he could take a closer look around, his pupils contracted, and he hurriedly turned and leaned towards the side of the street, looking back.

“This is … Troll! Wilkes was surprised.

I saw that where he was still standing just now, he was passing by at this time, and a giant monster with his head and feet chained to his hands and feet was lining up, walking forward step by step, his eyes were blank, as if he had been cursed.

The wizards who were originally standing in the middle of the road also retreated to the sides in silence, seemingly accustomed to this kind of behavior.

A wizard in a black cloak who can’t see his face walks beside the troll, holding his wand and controlling the troll’s direction.

“It’s funny, I actually went back to the store with my own ‘goods’ on the street.” Wilkes stood by the street with interest, watching the scene and guessing the identity of the wizard.

You know, in Sterlake, no wizard is allowed to release magical creatures on the streets except the shopkeepers.

At the same time, the wizard seemed to notice that someone was watching him, so he turned his head to look at the side of the street, and in an instant, he was facing Wilkes in a mask.

The eyes in the two shadows were staring at each other indifferently, vigilant, and passing by.

Wilkes’ eyes narrowed, staring at the wizard, manipulating the troll’s departing back, not knowing what he was thinking.

“In… Warn me. Wilkes smiled a little inexplicably, and secretly said: “Warn me not to covet, what I can’t get, it’s interesting.” ”

He didn’t feel the slightest bit angry, but he thought that the black market in Sterleigh might be more interesting than he thought.

Immediately, Wilkes turned around, stopped staying where he was, and began to bury his head in the black market, and began to search for all the shops about magical creatures.

He did not forget that the purpose of his coming here was that he had to trade a Newt Motra rat, and he had to act early, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with it if he didn’t get a deal, or if he was preempted.

As for the rest, there will be time later.

Wilkes scanned the surroundings on the way and found that there were more and more wizards who came to Stenlake, probably thousands of people.

The wizards who would choose to come here so early basically carried a large number of galleons and did not want good things to be grabbed by others in advance.

The same goes for Wilkes.

Of course, there are also a few wizards who came here in advance, and the purpose is not so glamorous.

“It’s really a lawless place.” Wilkes’ expression became even colder as he suddenly became vigilant, and his thoughts said: “Someone dares to cast the Soul Reaper Curse here.” ”

He had just glanced casually when he happened to see a dirty scene in a corner.

In the corner, there was a wizard who secretly waved his wand, and immediately, the wizard who turned his back to him in front of him, immediately looked blank, turned around leisurely, and followed him into an unoccupied corner.

Wilkes recognized at a glance that it was the Soul Reaper Curse, one of the three unforgivable curses, and the person who was hit would completely obey the caster.

In the outside world, if you cast the Soul Reaper Curse, you will immediately be captured by the Ministry of Magic sent by Aurors, and then locked up in Azkaban for the rest of your life.

But here, just for a while, Wilkes happened to see it.

“Huh?” At this time, Wilkes frowned, stared ahead, and found something, but his footsteps did not stop, and secretly disdained:

“I didn’t expect that in this magical world, I could still see thieves, and I was really eye-opening, hehe, this Sterlake is really… There’s everything. ”

I saw that in the middle of the street, there was a man wearing a black cloak who was going retrograde in the flow of people on the street, and if Wilkes hadn’t seen his hand, he wanted to be “dishonest” every time he rubbed others, and he really couldn’t see it.

This turned out to be a wizard thief.

Profiteers, outlaws, thieves, robbers…

Just the tip of the iceberg revealed by Sterlake made Wilkes shake his head a little.

This kind of place, if not for trading, it is better not to come, originally he wanted to bring Hermione here to play, but now it seems…

Forget it.