HP black wizard in the United States comics

One by one, diamonds poured out from the loosely tied bag, giving off a charming luster in the sun.

Old Bo Jin's eyes suddenly straightened.

"Uh, sir, I think, well, I should know a little bit, but I can't guarantee it, I mean I can't."

Lanier was not in a hurry. He was not in a hurry to ask questions. Instead, he picked up a diamond and lightly scratched it on the glass cabinet of Bojin. It creaked and easily drew a white mark.

"Can we guarantee it now?" Lanier asked aloud.

"Of course, Your Excellency, I have confirmed that such things exist in the Department of Mysteries underground in the Ministry of Magic. I have contact with some front-line staff in the Department of Handling Dangerous Magical Items in the Ministry. Those things have passed through their hands. I am very sure, Of course, it cost me about 500 galleons."

Lanier nodded with satisfaction and pushed the bag towards Bo Jin.

Then from hand.Then he took out a whole piece of parchment from his pocket, with words densely written on it.

"Oh, I originally wanted to find Balder to find these things. But unfortunately, I guess he has entered Azkaban. Then I don't know if you can get these things for me." Lanny Er said slowly, deliberately putting his hands into his pockets and shaking the gold coins inside.

"Of course, Your Excellency, it's my pleasure." The old shopkeeper bent down at an angle of more than 90 degrees, and his head almost touched the ground.

Lanier smiled slightly.He is not afraid of this person betraying him.After all, a black magic item dealer like him has to avoid magic shortage.

What's more, he only gave a part of the deposit, which was the diamond.The remaining balance can be paid by check after arriving in country x.

But although other things could be added, he had to get the half-finished product. Looking at the Ministry of Magic, he still needed to visit.

But today he still has some people he needs to visit and some people he needs to step on first. However, sometimes he can do these two things together.

He nodded to the elderly shopkeeper and disappeared with a bang.

Since the Romans founded the city more than 2000 years ago, the Fog City has always had a great influence in the world.

Since the 18th century, it has been the most important political, economic, cultural and artistic center in the world.

But this beautiful city is more than just luxurious palaces, exquisite museums, beautiful streets and ancient, Romanesque buildings.

In her dark corners, those corners.Those places that politicians don't want to mention, those places that are difficult for the police to manage, are where darkness is growing, little by little.

foggy suburbs

The streets that are hundreds of meters long are filled with newly built simple buildings. Even on a working day and during the day, there are still many unemployed people wandering around the streets.

Moors, Middle Easterners, Eastern Europeans.They were wandering the streets doing nothing.Holding a wine bottle or cigarette in his hand.Swearing at passing cars.

There are no serious shops on the roadside, only a few shabby bars that are open during the day, and a few drunken men come out of them and curse loudly at anyone they see.

But a few people were not that drunk.They pretended to be drunk on the surface, but their eyes were searching the passers-by and considering how much money they had in their wallets.

Suddenly several of them.They tugged at each other and exchanged glances.At the end of the road, a special passerby came, who was incompatible with the surrounding buildings.

The other person looks like an Asian, or at least a mixed race.

He was wearing an exquisite windbreaker, a watch on his wrist, and a strange cane that looked like silver in his hand.

The other person was well-dressed and looked like a white-collar worker working in the City of London.But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't imagine that any serious person would come to a shabby place like the suburbs at this time.

But never mind them, alcohol has messed up their minds to some extent.What's more, the other party's pockets are bulging and seem to be full of money.

The leading gangster opened his mouth, revealing teeth that were yellowed by tobacco smoke.His rough hands reached into his pocket and grasped the short-handled dagger inside.

He deliberately pretended to be drunk by alcohol, walked crookedly, and then bumped into the opponent, holding the dagger tightly in his hand.

But he failed.

A sudden feeling of weakness made his legs tremble and he lost all strength.

He slammed forward, only to fall at the opponent's feet.He felt his heart twisting so painfully that his face contorted.

He raised his head and wanted to call for help to his companions, but found that they had also fallen to the ground.Severe pain came one after another, making his eyes darken. At the last moment when he lost his will, he could only see the man's sunken windbreaker.

Lanier glanced sideways at the gangsters who fell to the ground, and removed his stretching spell from his hand.

This hellish place is really enough. I don’t know why that person would set up his lair in such a place.

He turned left and right and came to a closed bar.

He ignored the closed sign on the door.Put your hand on the door.Then, I saw the door twisting.

A light blue vortex spread out on the door. Lanier hit the vortex and disappeared into the alley.

After about five seconds, Lanier felt that the spinning sensation had passed. He opened his eyes and found that he had arrived at his destination.