Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 850 Romanian Longhorns

After this period of time, Birdman also figured it out.

Even if he wants to do something, he must let the Fire Dragon Sanctuary take the first step, otherwise everything will be in vain. The key to this first step is a lot of Galleons.

He had brought a full three thousand galleons over, but if he didn't give him any benefit, he would feel it was too much.

Moreover, the legal dragon-raising certificate that took effect after ninety-eight years was delayed for almost a century. If you think about it, this request is not too much.

As for the promised cost of raising dragons and dragon eggs...even if he was still alive at that time, he would have retired long ago. What the successor will do next has nothing to do with him.

Birdman's attitude changed so quickly that Dumbledore was stunned.

He didn't understand what happened just now. He clearly listened to what the two said without missing a word, but he couldn't figure out when their attitudes changed.

Why is it that Mr. Birdmanstrike, who just refused to apply for a legal dragon-raising certificate, is now the one taking the initiative?

Instead, Kyle pushed back.

Could it be that he was too weak just now and accidentally fell asleep and missed a section?

It shouldn't be...

Dumbledore, who had lost a memory, was puzzled. He could only say that what Kyle was doing now was completely beyond his cognition.

It's just that the other two people present didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking. Of course, even if they knew, they wouldn't care.

Kyle is indifferent.

As for Birdman... ha, he's just an old servant. Do his thoughts matter?

Of course it's not important anymore.

And the promise given by Birdman also moved Kyle's heart.

So, the gold coins that were taken away were returned to the box, and Birdman also wrote a certificate for legal dragon raising to Kyle amidst the pleasant collision of gold coins.

It was still the awkward spell. When Birdman signed his name, the contract magic officially came into effect.

However, he also kept an eye on it and added a long list of additional conditions to the certificate, all of which were used to restrict the user from harming the fire dragon and using the fire dragon to do some illegal business.

Kyle didn't stop him, after all, he had never had such an idea.

Dragon blood and dragon scales cost only a few dollars.

After returning this time, even if he stewed the dragon's blood and ate it, he would get tired of it.

When Birdman handed over the second piece of parchment with the magic contract printed on it, Kyle finally showed a successful...pleasant smile.

These two pieces of parchment can be said to be the biggest gain this time besides Ariana.

Both parties seemed to be afraid that the other would regret it, and after the matter was over, they stood up in unison.

"How about staying for a meal?" Birdman asked with a smile.

"No, I still have some things to deal with and I must go back to London as soon as possible." Kyle said.

For a place that could only offer wild vegetable dumplings to entertain its patrons, Kyle didn't think he could get anything good if he stayed, so he might as well go back as soon as possible.

But Birdman was also just polite... The food in the Fire Dragon Sanctuary is not enough for them to eat themselves, so where will there be more to entertain guests.

Of course, this doesn't happen again after an hour.

Without letting Birdman send them off, Kyle and Dumbledore returned to the beech tree from before.

Dumbledore looked at him and wanted to speak several times, but didn't know what to say.

"It's okay, Professor, it won't take long for you to understand why I did this." Kyle smiled and took out the two pieces of parchment, "Wait until you recover your memory."

Dumbledore shook his head, "Maybe I can guess something. These seemingly harsh conditions are indeed a bad deal for others, but they are just right for you."

"That's just incidental, or a prerequisite." Kyle said with a smile, "The second magic contract is my goal."

He let go and the two pieces of parchment fell to the ground.

"Hide them," Kyle whispered, throwing out a gold coin.

In Dumbledore's doubtful gaze, a Niffler suddenly jumped out. It first put the gold coin into its pocket, then grabbed the parchment and slipped into the crack in the ground.

"What are you doing?" He didn't understand.

"Of course I'm hiding the thing." Kyle explained: "The contract says it's ninety-eight years, what if I don't recognize the contract after I take it back with a time turner...

"So the best way is to let it really go through ninety-eight years, without missing a second. Of course I have to find a hidden place to hide it."

"Uh..." Dumbledore opened his mouth. He didn't expect Kyle to be so cautious.

But there was nothing Kyle could do. After he returned this time, there was a high probability that he would not be able to use the time turner again. He must consider all possible problems carefully.

What if after returning, only one day has passed since the magic contract was determined.

Anyway, with the protection of the magic contract, the parchment will not be eroded and rotted by time. At most, it will only take a little effort, which is better than trying to draw water in a bamboo basket in vain.

Not long after, Xiu Xiu jumped out of the crack again.

This magical animal has an interesting ability, that is, it can slip through any gap. Even the metal safe in a Muggle bank is no different from an open door in front of Sniff.

Therefore, they are not only good at hunting for treasures, but they are also good at hiding things...but only if they are not interested in things. If they are gold coins, gems, etc., they will most likely be put directly into the inner pocket.

But Xiu Xiu was not interested in the parchment with writing on it.

"Hidden?" Kyle asked.

Xiu Xiu patted his chest with his short hand, as if to say, "Don't worry, I'll do the work."

"Very good." Kyle took out a gold coin again and threw it to Xiu Xiu, whose eyes were shining.

While he was doing this, Dumbledore kept waiting beside him. It wasn't until the Niffler got back into Kyle's box that he asked, "Can we go back?"

"Well... not yet." Kyle said a little embarrassedly: "Actually, I still have something to do."

"Is there anything else?" Dumbledore felt completely unwell.

How long had Kyle been here...and wasn't he here to take me back? Why does it feel like he is the one here to do business?

"It's just a small matter that can be solved quickly." Kyle thought for a moment and said, "Otherwise, Professor, you can rest here first while I go by myself and then come back as soon as possible."

Looking at Dumbledore's weak appearance, Kyle was not sure whether he could endure another long-distance trip.

And just like what he said, there is really only one small thing left this time. If everything goes well, he will be back in a few minutes, and there is no need for two people to go together.

Dumbledore thought for a while and agreed.

Although he wasn't so weak that he couldn't even disapparate or use a portkey, they would still need to use the time turner later.

A span of almost a hundred years was a big test, and he still wanted to maintain as much physical strength as possible.

"Then I'll be back as soon as possible." Kyle said, and he broke off a branch.

"Mentus."

The branches began to vibrate, emitting a burst of blue light, and then disappeared with Kyle.

Portkey, when the distance is too far, Kyle still prefers to use this method instead of the more energy-consuming apparation.

Kyle shuttled through a blur of colors, and soon he landed on the ground again.

The desolate mountainous area in front of him turned into a lively bar, but the people around him were not surprised at all by his sudden appearance. Everyone is a wizard and has long been used to strange things.

Kyle also didn't pay attention to them. After simply adjusting his clothes, he strode through the Leaky Cauldron and entered Diagon Alley from the backyard.

It should be because Hogwarts is about to start school, and all the new students have received their admission notices. Compared to the last time Kyle came here, Diagon Alley is much more lively now.

Walking on the streets, you can see wizards of all ages everywhere, the largest number of them are the eleven-year-old freshmen who are about to enter school. Most of these people will stand in front of a certain shop and yell, looking like they have never seen the world. It is said that it is quite easy to recognize.

Kyle squeezed through the crowd and stopped in front of a shop in the middle of Diagon Alley.

When he left last time, there was still a closed sign on the door of this store, but now that sign has been taken down, and the boss is in the store, enthusiastically introducing... to a group of little wizards who look like they are only teenagers products on the shelves.

"The biting Frisbee... looks like a normal plate, but if you try to eat something inside, it will jump up and bite your nose."

"This customer is really discerning. One bite of the freshly picked sour exploding pods will make you lose your sense of taste for the whole day."

…

Kyle raised his eyebrows. He didn't pay attention when he came here before, but now he heard the boss's words. It seemed that this was a joke shop from a hundred years ago?

More than a month ago, when he first came to Diagon Alley, he bought a fire dragon egg shell and an Australian egg-eye egg shell, which are one of the necessary potion ingredients for the elixir. In addition, he also I ordered a complete dragon egg at a high price.

But there was no such thing in the store at that time, and the boss said he would look for it elsewhere. As a result, he stayed there for several days, far exceeding the time they agreed.

Kyle originally thought he had encountered a witch-killing cheat. After all, even at this time, a complete fire dragon egg was considered a rare commodity, so it was not surprising that it was targeted.

Later, because of some dark wizards who were looking for trouble, he had to leave Diagon Alley early to avoid Aurors' pursuit.

Later, because of Ariana's incident, he gradually almost forgot about it.

Later, it was because Birdman suddenly mentioned the dragon eggs when he was in the Romanian Fire Dragon Sanctuary. He suddenly remembered that he had a deal in Diagon Alley that he had not yet completed, and he thought about stopping by to take a look before going back. look.

He didn't have much hope at first. After all, the boss had been late for coming back for several days before. It was just because fire dragons were rare, so it would be good to get one more.

Anyway, with the door key, it won't take long to come.

What surprised Kyle was that the boss was back.

Perhaps Kyle's gaze was too obvious, and the boss who was selling the product subconsciously turned his head.

Their eyes met.

"I'm sorry, kids." The boss named Willy Tom cleared his throat, "Business hours are over. If you need anything, please come back next time we open."

"But it's not yet noon." Someone said dissatisfiedly.

"That means I'm going to have lunch."

Without giving those people time to complain or explain, the boss drove them all out with almost violent means, and then slammed the door shut.

"Are you crazy?" He turned his head and growled at Kyle, who came in at some unknown time: "Now the Aurors are looking for you everywhere, and you actually dare to appear openly in Diagon Alley and stop at my In front of our store, aren’t you afraid of implicating me?”

"Don't be afraid." Kyle said matter-of-factly: "Even if you are captured and taken to Azkaban, I don't care what it has to do with me."

Willie Tom was speechless for a moment.

I have to admit that although this statement sounds harsh, it really makes sense!

At the same time, after his reminder, Kyle also remembered that he seemed to be being traced by the Aurors. There were a lot of things going on these days, and he really forgot about it.

Are all Aurors today so dedicated? It's been a month, haven't they given up yet?

"So, you really killed those people in Holicon?" the boss asked curiously.

"Don't talk nonsense. I don't know any Horliken. If you slander me again, I'll go find an Auror."

Kyle naturally refused to admit it. After all, he didn't do anything. It was those people who suddenly fell asleep after looking at his box.

Maybe those people just like to sleep, and it can't be blamed on him.

The boss said nothing. He really wanted to tell Kyle... The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic have already determined that you are the real culprit behind the killing of five wizards. They have even been ordered to kill you on the spot if necessary. What's the use of saying this now? .

But when the words came to his lips, he still didn't say them.

Because these are not secrets, Kyle only needs to take a few steps outside to see the notice on the wall.

Now let's talk about it, what if the other party is scared away... Willy Tom knows very well the purpose of his coming here this time.

At the same time, he was also the last person who wanted Kyle to be caught by an Auror.

Not out of kindness, but because of Galleons.

"Thank you Merlin!" He naturally put on another face, "I thought that thing would hit my hand, but I didn't expect you to have the courage to come back."

"I just came to see if you were killed and cheated by other wizards." Since he took the initiative to mention this, Kyle stopped beating around the bush, "Now it seems that you have got what I want."

"That's natural." Willy Tom said confidently: "It's not that simple to grab something from me."

"Then take it out." Kyle said, "I'm in a hurry, and I believe you don't want me to stay here too long."

"You can't say that, you are my distinguished guest."

Even so, he quickly walked to a painting and said something to the person inside.

Then, the portrait opened with a click, revealing a safe-like space behind it.

Willy Tom took out a round egg from inside.

How should I put it, the egg was somewhat unremarkable, just like an oval stone that can be seen everywhere on the roadside. It was a dull gray-green color and was covered with pitted black spots.

If this kind of thing were thrown to the river, people passing by might not take a second look, but Kyle's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Eggs of Romanian Longhorned Dragons!"

If there is a type of fire dragon that is the rarest in the magic world, Romanian Longhorns is definitely one of them. Their character is considered gentle among fire dragons, and they are also very large. They can produce a lot of dragon blood, and they have a pair of golden ones on their heads. Dragon horns are of extremely high value.

Even its pair of horns are worth half of an ordinary Welsh green dragon.

Therefore, this kind of fire dragon has always been loved by responsible dragon hunters, and its number is naturally getting smaller and smaller.

Kyle feels that a large part of the reason why the Fire Dragon Sanctuary was established in Romania is that it can more conveniently protect the fire dragons living there.

Unexpectedly, Willy Tom actually brought him such a big surprise. If it were a Romanian Longhorn, it would indeed be worth two hundred Galleons.

"The customer is really discerning." Willy Tom said proudly: "In order to get this thing, I put a lot of galleons into it, and I was almost caught by the Auror of the Ministry of Magic."

Willie Tom babbles on about how hard it was and how hard it was to get it back.

But Kyle could hear that the same thing was revealed in every word he said.

Want to add money.

If it was a day ago, Kyle wouldn't mind giving him an extra ten or eight yuan, but now, it really can't be done.

"Snapped!"

A heavy bag was thrown on the table.

"This is the final payment agreed upon before, plus the two hundred galleons of the previous fixed diamond. If you feel it is too little, you can also report me to the Aurors. I believe they will give you a considerable clue fee."

(End of chapter)