The Wizard Supreme at Hogwarts

Chapter 90 Borgin Bock
Even though it was noon, Nuo Lin felt a little cold.

Knockturn Alley is cold all year round, and Noreen thinks the walls are even made of ice.

He wrapped his robe tightly, put his hands in his pockets, and walked aimlessly in Knockturn Alley.

Along the way, many strange-looking people passed by him.Most of them were hidden in the cloak, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

But yes, whoever is serious comes to this hellish place.

Norin glanced at the largest shop in Knockturn Alley, the crooked shop with the signboard of "Bojin-Bork Magic Store", thought for a while, and went in, ready to learn more.

When the door was opened and entered, the wind chime on the door rang.

A man appeared in front of the counter bent over. He was combing the greasy hair hanging on his face repeatedly with his hands.

He glanced at Nolin who came in, showed a sullen smile, and said:

"Buying or trading?"

The Borgin-Bock Magic Shop can also be used as a pawn shop. The owner, Borgin Bock, likes black magic items with strange uses and unpredictable power.As for whether a deal that satisfies both parties can be reached, it depends on personal means.

His voice was as greasy as hair, and it gave Noreen goosebumps.

"Let me consider."

Norlin said with a voice-changing spell.Although his current figure is that of a child, it may also be other magical creatures in the eyes of the uninformed.

He didn't want to expose his body as a child's business, otherwise, among other things, he would definitely be slaughtered in terms of price.

After Borgin Bock heard it, his face suddenly lost interest. He sat back behind the counter and wiped the surface of the glass box.

Norin glanced at it, and there was a shriveled human hand on a cushion in the glass box, and there were a few candles beside it.

Norin vaguely remembered that this thing was called the Hand of Glory. After putting a candle on it, the candle light only illuminated the holder, and it was a good helper for thieves and robbers.

I have to say that this thing is very useful, but when he thinks of the hand holding another corpse in his hand, he feels a hiccup in his heart.

Nolin shook his head and continued to read.

On the counter were various human bones, a poker card stained with blood, and a glass eyeball that kept staring at people.

Maybe Mad-Eye's eyes are purchased from here.

Nolin thought a little funny.

Horrifying masks hung on the walls, and a string of rusty, long, sharp instruments hung from the ceiling.

"That is a pain mask. It has deterrent and intimidating effects, and it can be regarded as a weak soul magic."

Glancing at Nolin's Borgin Bock out of the corner of his eye, he saw that he was obviously interested in the mask hanging on the wall, and he started to explain.

"Does it have another name, Landry's torture?"

The corner of Norin's mouth twitched, and he asked in a wicked way.

"Forehead?"

Borgin Bock didn't react, he thought it was some other similar black magic item, and asked after thinking:

"Landry...who is it?"

Norin almost laughed out loud, but suppressed a smile and said:

"He was a villain through and through. After his death, his skull was made into a magic mask."

"Where is this mask now?"

With a greedy gleam in Bojin Burke's eyes, he licked his lips and said anxiously, "If you can tell me, you can take whatever you like here."

In the store of a game more than ten years later...

Nuo Lin thought in his heart, shook his head, and said regretfully:
"Sorry, I don't know either."

A cold light flickered from Borgin Bock's eyes. He glanced at Norin and said:

"That's such a pity."

"Bring me a mask. How much?"

The soul magic that Borgin Burke mentioned aroused Norin's interest, and he pointed to one of the ghost faces and said.

"29 Galleons, guest."

said Borgin Bock, glancing at the wall.

Norling happily counted 29 Galleons and placed them on the counter.

Just as his hands retracted into the robe, Borgin Bock's eyes suddenly lit up, staring at Nolin's left hand hidden under the robe, and said in a flattering voice:

"Guest, do you intend to sell the ring on your hand?"

"Ok?"

Nuo Lin raised his voice, thinking that this person has such good eyes that he can see everything, so he said calmly,
"Then what do you want in exchange?"

"You don't need to pay Galleons for this pain mask. In addition, you can choose any item in the store."

Borgin Burke gritted his teeth and said, with a look of pain, but the eagerness in his eyes did not escape Norin's eyes.

"That's boring, Mr. Shopkeeper."

Noreen smiled, and put the pain mask on the counter into his bag, expressing that he didn't want to hear what Bojin Bokdo had to say.

"Okay, distinguished guest, I'm being rude."

Borgin Bock spoke again.Norin's attitude was as he expected. Those who can carry this ring with them naturally know the value of the ring, and what they said earlier was just a matter of luck.

"I would like to exchange it with a necklace inherited from our Bork family."

Bojin Bok said, and took out a long box. After opening it, it was a beautiful opal necklace.He did not touch the necklace, but pointed to it and said,
"There is magical magic on the necklace, which can speed up the speed of meditation."

This guy's heart is really dirty, no wonder he can open a store here, and it's still the best store in business.

A ball of anger rose in Nuo Lin's heart, and he said with a half-smile:

"Will you put it on me, Mr. Caractacus Burke?"

Borgin Bock was startled when his full name was suddenly called out, and he never underestimated this thin guest.Anyone who can call out his full name must also be a member of a holy pure-blood family.

"If you can prove it, I'll exchange it. Wear it for me to see?"

There was a cold light in Nuo Lin's eyes, and he pressed on every step of the way.This person is dishonest and wants to harm him, and he is not a fuel-efficient lamp.If he really wants to fight, whether he can win the fight is another matter. He is still very confident in running.

"It seems that the guests are really well-informed."

Borgin Bock's mood changed in a blink of an eye, but he still decided not to offend this unknown guest, and bowed to put the necklace away.

He went into a small room and came out with a cloak in his hand.

"Although this cloak is not a family heirloom, it is also extremely valuable. It can block a high-strength spell for you at a critical moment. Only the Killing Curse can break through its defense."

Borgin Bock's expression was sincere, this time he really wanted to make a deal.

Norin was envious of this cloak, it was a life-saving weapon.But he still sneered and said:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bork, I'm no longer interested in trading. There will be a period later."

After roughly finding out the value of the ring, Norin didn't want to stay any longer, for fear that he would be tempted by the cloak after a while.

He walked out of the store without looking back, with the ugly face of Caractacus Bork behind him.

　Ask for a recommendation ticket

　　


(End of this chapter)