Chapter 521： Deserted Broken Cauldron Bar

Chapter 521 Desolate Cauldron Bar

"I hope so." George said noncommittal. "We have been cooperating well all the time. With you, I have also gained a lot of useful things. If your actions this time satisfy me, except for Jin Kanon, I can even offer some other exchanges."

Borkin was overjoyed and looked up at George. He lowered his head again and said in a hurry, "Of course, I will do my best. This time, I promise that anything of value in Knockoff Alley will become Mr. What's on your favorite list."

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

He kept reminding him that whether he could hear the meaning of these words was up to Bojin himself.

Next, he has made a decision. He will try to buy the shops that are vacated in Knockout Alley and Diagon Alley.

Voldemort’s fear is now spreading throughout the magical world, and the isolation between the wizarding world and the real world has not been broken. These magical real estates are all value depressions with the most growth potential in the world.

Although he does not intend to make money by speculating on the land, the advance layout allows him to lay more foreshadowing in the magical world in advance, which will become a small help when he changes the world in the future.

The only thing he needs to pay is a small amount of Jin Jialong, not even the price of a house in a first-tier city in the previous life, enough to allow him to buy most of the magical treasure.

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

Seeing that there was nothing worth noting here, George calmly walked out of Bogin's shop. Borkin nodded and bowed his waist and sent George out of the shop. He straightened up when he saw George's figure disappear completely.

He had a serious face, without the slickness and humbleness of normal days, and muttered in a low voice, "The magic world is going to change. Eating meat or soup, early retirement or early aging, it depends on the gambling."

Then he brought a sly smile on his face, "There is nothing wrong with a little more money. 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 Knockover Alley and started wandering in Diagon Alley again. While wandering around, I wondered that there are a lot of things that need to be arranged in advance next semester.

The new Defence Against the Dark Arts class teacher has been selected, but under the current situation, it is not a good arrangement to let the students attend classes step by step.

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

Only at this time would the magic world allow a sixteen-year-old wizard to become the head of Hogwarts. Only at this time can he arbitrarily promote his crazy ideas at Hogwarts.

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

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

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

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

Even the bustling cauldron bar in the past is extremely air-conditioned and empty today. Only Tom, the owner of the shop with wrinkles and tooth loss, was the only one guarding the empty bar, wiping his glass over and over again and again sullenly.

George walked to the bar and tapped the table lightly.

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

George said lightly, "Here is 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 cursed and said, "Then the **** guy was resurrected, and everything was over. After receiving the message from the owl, some **** wizards didn't even pay for the room, so they just fled with Apparition."

He paused for a while, then went on to say, "But they were too courageous and left some luggage. If you use those to settle the bill, it's not too bad."

"In this week, I couldn't believe it. I've never been so deserted before. I thought I was back to the time when that person was rampant." He sighed.

Tom brought the brewed coffee with a carton of milk, and walked slowly from the back kitchen.

"It's not just me."

This sentence seemed to be the only thing that could comfort him. He said dejectedly, "The whole Diagon Alley is like this, even the Ministry of Magic has printed the "Safety Manual" to prevent people from going out. The mysterious man is resurrected, the past The darkness is all back again, and everyone is afraid to go out."

He said in a dry voice, "I already know that there are several shops in Diagon Alley that want to sell at a low price. They leave here in order to make up money, they don't care about anything."

He sighed and said, "But where can we escape? This is our home. We have been here for a lifetime, so where can we go."

George said faintly, "From a safety point of view, there is nothing wrong with avoiding the limelight, as long as the person is still there, you can start again at any time.

Those wizards who plan to escape from Britain are actually very wise. Even he initially prepared a number of properties around the world just in case. If it hadn't been for the certainty of dealing with Voldemort, he would definitely flee abroad with his family. After all, only by living can there be hope for change.

"As long as the person is still there, you can start again at any time." Tom repeated in a daze, "Yes, as long as the person is still there, everything can start again."

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

"When Fudge comes, let him come to the box upstairs to find me." George said flatly, and then went to grab the coffee pot with his hands.

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

(To be continued.) (Shu Milou)