Chapter 455： black eat black

Chapter 455 Black Eat Black

A crackling sound sounded without warning on the path leading to Hogsmeade, and a man in a cloak appeared out of thin air. After looking around, he reached out his hand and took out a mechanical pocket watch from his pocket, glanced at the In the above time, I walked along the path shrouded in twilight.

By the time the cloaked man walked into Hogsmeade Village, it was already completely dark, and the shop windows on both sides of the street were flickering with lights. He walked on the main street for a few minutes, then turned to a side alley, and a loud noise came from the Pig's Head Bar not far away.

The Pig's Head Bar at night is even more lively. Many wizards who live in the gray area will come here to try their luck. A wizard who robs as his side job.

As long as there is anything you need, the bar owner can introduce you to a suitable seller or buyer. Selling alcohol and acting as an innkeeper have become his sidelines.

As soon as the cloaked man walked to the door of the Pig's Head Tavern, he felt a lively atmosphere mixed with ale rushing towards him. He looked up at the bar counter, looking for the dragon egg smuggler he had agreed with.

The man in the cloak did not meet the agreed person at the counter, and the other party was late.

"Is that person here?" The cloaked man sat down at the counter and asked the bar owner who was wiping the glass with a rag. The guy who smuggled dragon eggs was the seller the bar owner introduced to him.

"Jack hasn't come yet, please wait for a while." The bar owner glanced at the man who was tightly wrapped up in front of him, and asked indifferently: "What do you want to drink?"

"Whiskey." The cloaked man said hoarsely.

Actually, the cloaked man really didn't want to carry out this transaction in the Pig's Head Bar, and was going to choose a good place for himself, but that Mr. Jack insisted on completing the transaction here, so he didn't object any more.

"He's late!" The cloaked man's temper became a little bad. He didn't pay attention to what happened to the damned smuggler, but he was concerned about whether he could get the dragon egg today.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with thinning hair turned into the Pig's Head Bar in a hurry. When he passed through the noisy crowd, he still didn't forget to say hello to others.

"Jack, what good thing did you get again?"

Most of the wizards who often come here to drink know this guy who likes to smuggle, and some people greet him with a smile.

"Sorry, I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long!" The man code-named Jack said to the bar owner, but his eyes never moved away from the man in the cloak next to him.

"What do I want?" The cloaked man asked impatiently.

"Here's your cargo."

Jack opened the suitcase in his hand, revealing the item in the suitcase: a dragon egg.

"It took me a lot of effort to get it, and the agreed gallon must be one." Jack closed the suitcase again, rubbed his fingers, and signaled that it was time for a deal.

"it's here!"

The cloaked man untied his purse and threw it to the other party casually, "There is not a single one missing, but you have to pay for this glass of whiskey. Who made you waste my time."

"Oh damn, well, I'll treat you to this glass of whiskey, for Garen's sake." When Jack took the heavy money bag, his face almost burst into a smile.

He also handed his suitcase to the cloaked man in front of him, asking him to check the authenticity of the goods inside.

The cloaked man took the suitcase and checked the dragon egg inside the suitcase again.

"This is a very rare Norwegian Ridgeback egg. You will definitely not lose money." Jack inspected Gallon and introduced to the buyer: "You just need to put it on the fire and the dragon egg will hatch by itself. Wait Once it hatches, you need to feed it a bucket of brandy and chicken blood every half hour."

Speaking of this, Jack's tone suddenly paused, "However, I need to remind you in advance that these things are difficult to tame, and they are quite dangerous."

"Do you have any other questions?" Jack asked after counting Garen, looking at the big benefactor in front of him.

"No." The cloaked man closed the suitcase.

"So... the deal is done."

Jack took out a few Galleons from his wallet and placed them on the counter of the bar owner, which was regarded as the introduction fee for the other party.

"Do you know who that mysterious guy is?" Jack asked, looking at the back of the cloaked man leaving.

"I don't know." The bar owner swept Gallon into the wooden cash drawer next to the counter calmly, "It seems like a second-hand dealer, but the price you offered is a bit high."

"Not high, it's a deal you like." Jack glanced at the bar owner, drank all the butterbeer in the glass, and muttered, "Forget it, I'd better disappear for a while!"

Jack, who earned a lot of Galleons by smuggling dragon eggs, was very satisfied with the deal. The only fly in the ointment was that he was being targeted.

He noticed that there were many greedy eyes staring at him.

This is the disadvantage of choosing to trade at the Pig's Head Bar. Once you earn too many Galleons, you will be easily targeted by greedy guys.

As for the advantage, you don't have to worry about being hacked directly.

In the Pig’s Head Bar, everyone will try to exercise restraint as much as possible. It’s the rule here to settle things outside. Although it’s very fragile and cannot be guaranteed, everyone still silently abides by this rule. No one wants to be robbed during a transaction.

To get a dragon egg, it would naturally cost a lot of Galleons.

Jack undoubtedly made a lot of money and became a fat sheep in the eyes of countless people. Blocking roads and robbery is also a side job of many wizards living in gray areas.

After Jack left the Pig's Head Bar in a hurry, several wizards with greedy faces immediately got up to follow.

A series of crackling sounds outside the Pig's Head Bar.

Half an hour later, Jack finally succeeded in using apparition to shake off the tail following him.

"A bunch of trash, even you guys want to rob me." Jack spat on the ground in disdain, just as he was about to leave here. A spell shot out from behind without warning, concentrating on Jack's back, and just as he was about to fall over, he saw a somewhat familiar figure aiming at this side with his wand raised.

"It's you!"

Jack's face was full of resignation and anger. He and Ben didn't expect the buyer to be black and white. After gritting his teeth and saying the last words, the front bunk fell down like this.

The cloaked man came out from the shadows, staring blankly at the fallen guy in front of him. He pulled out his wand from the opponent's hand and pointed at the unconscious Mr. Jack on the ground.

The next moment, an ominous green light lit up in the darkness.

After the cloaked man retrieved his Gallon from Jack's corpse, he used the Transformation Charm to turn the corpse into a stone, and found a place to dig a deep pit to bury the stone in.

As for the other party's wand, it was directly destroyed and burned to ashes, leaving no proof.

"What an idiot, I didn't even notice that the purse was cast with a tracking spell."

The bright moonlight fell on the cloaked man, and the face of the stranger under the cloak was trembling slightly. The compound medicine was gradually losing its effect, and the cloaked man had regained his original face. If Hogwarts students were here, they would recognize their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at a glance.

Quirrell stepped on the place where Mr. Jack's body was buried, turned around and disappeared.

(end of this chapter)