The Mysterious Return of Hogwarts

"Give me a price on this pile."

Neo dropped the bag he had plundered from the sewer onto Borgin's counter.In fact, in his hands, these ritual-related materials can be turned into more valuable black magic props, contaminated with killing, and the quality will be higher than what Quirrell sold before.

But only mediocre people are willing to waste time on mechanical and repetitive work.

You must choose the path you take rationally, just like Neo needs gold Galleons, there are many paths in front of him, from the "Nick Meller's Philosopher's Stone" that makes the most noise, to the "manufacturing and selling black industry" that has no movement at all. "Magic prop", an efficiency curve is drawn between the two, and Neo can choose the moving point on this line completely according to his will. For example, the current point of murder on the horizontal axis and plunder on the vertical axis is also very comfortable.

"Oh, let me see..."

Seeing Boss Bok with his own eyes, he was much older than Tom remembered, but the dark aura around him was stronger. He stretched out his skinny fingers to fiddle with the contents of the bag, and stared at Neo with his ginger eyes.

He obviously reminded Nagini of Quirrell who came over a few days ago. Although the two were very different in body shape, the smell of magic was very close. Wizards have many ways to change their appearance. Bock was not curious about this. The business was just Business.

"They're not worth much."

Bock obviously didn't like the goods this time. He was still thinking about several alchemy props left by this guest before. The curse box made him study all night.

"It's okay. I picked it up casually on the road anyway. You'd better take a look at what I want."

Neo handed over a piece of parchment, which was filled with contraband as usual. He knew the skills and connections of the old boss in front of him, and he had a pile of items on this list in his warehouse.

"Bird and snake feathers, Veela hair, a complete set of dragon nerves...well, they are all materials for making wands. Is the core of the wand...the last one..."

Bock looked at the last item on the list and frowned for a moment.

"This is not easy to get, unicorn blood?"

The weight of this list is already heavy, but all the previous items combined may not be as powerful as the last item.

Neo withdrew the parchment, "Forget it if you don't have it, just wrap up everything in front."

Bock opened his mouth. He actually had unicorn blood, but that thing is currently most widely used as a poison for curses. There are not many other functions, such as life extension, and the side effects are too great. In addition to having no love for human nature, Villain, no one would want to touch it.He wasn't sure whether the guest in front of him wanted it or how much he was willing to pay.

Bock sincerely hoped that the short customer in front of him was not eager to buy, otherwise, he would feel guilty when accepting the money.

"Okay, for the above goods, I will give you 420 three gold galleons."

There are details and details, pretending to be a small profit but quick turnover, Bock clasped his fingers and looked at Neo.

"Put it all together, 250, you can still make some money. I will also give you the pile of things from before."

Neo threw a money bag on the counter, and Bock caught it. He recognized that this money bag was exactly what he had given away when he purchased alchemy tools.

"no problem."

He agreed to this transaction, for no reason other than that he wanted to make friends with this knowledgeable customer.

Mr. Bock is good at walking a wide path.

"If the quality of the goods satisfies me, next time I come over, I will bring some small things I made and put them in your store for consignment."

Neo's words are not fishing. He is very happy to be a partner with Mr. Bock. He has connections, strength, knows how to advance and retreat, and is a good partner.

Carrying the bag, he left Bock's shop and returned to Diagon Alley. He also had to buy some wood for making wands. Along the way, he went in and out and bought sets of crucibles and potion ingredients from various shops. ...Soon, a box was in his hand, and his figure became more and more eye-catching.

Careful people began to pay attention to a young child carrying a snake that did not comply with the Magical Creatures Protection Act, and then discovered that he had also been to Knockturn Alley...

These are the smoke that Neo is going to throw out today.

"Dumbledore annoys me, and it gives him a headache for a few days. What do you think of unicorn blood?"

The final destination for shopping is the bookstore.

"Flowers and Blotts Bookstore, today's discount sale..."

The back-to-school season in August is a sales boom for Liheng Bookstore. Before that, in June and July, it often holds a wave of promotions to clear out old items, which is not surprising.

Neo carried the box and stepped into it. His figure was very inconspicuous. It was a holiday, and the streets were full of little wizards wandering around on vacation. There were still a few boys in the store who came to read together.

"Get a copy of "The Encyclopedia of Household Spells."

"The "Transfiguration Weekly Semi-Annual Collection" is also good."

""Unusual Magic You Don't Know" even includes Occlumency and Calling Guards. Why did Harry work so hard for so many years?"

Neo tapped his wand lightly, and all the books he was interested in floated around him. When he passed by a glass cover, he glanced at it and saw clearly the "Invisible Book of Invisibility" inside. This made him lose interest in touching it.

As for the other books with the words "Advanced Magic" on the cover, Neo flipped through a few, damn Tom, for making him lose the experience of gaining knowledge.

After settling the account, Neo was not satisfied. Since all the books in the storage room were left behind by Tom, it was conceivable that the useful information in them had been absorbed. The process of reading again was like chewing sugarcane bagasse, which was tasteless and pungent. Tongue, magic, it should attract people.

Let's go to another store and take a look. Neo took a few more steps and came to the scrap shop in the corner of Diagon Alley.

It was a store that looked the same on the outside and was old both inside and out. Not many people came in a day, but Neo was surprised to find a surprise as soon as he stepped into the store.

"Boss, pack up these broken wands for me. I want them all."

The boss who was sitting crookedly in the store stood up immediately. He hadn't heard such a beautiful sound for a long time. The only people who came to this store were poor people buying second-hand goods and poor people selling second-hand goods.

The boss didn't even look at Neo's face. He immediately took out a paper bag and threw in the pile of wands with moldy wooden handles.

"Guest, you are in luck. Old William is in a good mood. There are more than 50 wands here. Calculated as 50 wands, one is 2 Galleons. I will give you a discount, only 99 gold Galleons."

The price was a fraction of what those wands cost when they were in good condition. Neo felt it was acceptable. He nodded and planned to take out the money bag in his arms.

But at this moment, an unexpected voice sounded.

"Hey, Boss William, when you sold those wands to us before, they only cost 8 silver Sickles each. Adding them all up, there were only 23 Galleons and 9 Sickles..."

The boss and Neo turned their heads together, only to hear Old William almost roaring and shouting at the two red-haired boys in the store: "Two Weasley troublemakers, you are not welcome here!