[HP] I was the scroll king at Hogwarts

The chirping of cicadas in summer is always too noisy, and Jerry, who is hiding under the shadow of the tree, carefully observes the surrounding environment.

In the middle of the night, the street lights and the deserted streets gave his plan a bit more assurance.

Jerry buttoned up his oil-stained coat.Since he runs a clothing store, finding a men's coat that is black, worn, and mobile is even more difficult.

No matter what the economy is like, women's clothing always sells better than men's, and women's clothing is generally more profitable.Men can't understand spending hundreds of pounds just for a dress.

"Damn the economy! Damn the guests!" Jerry cursed in a low voice.

Different from previous years, in the current social environment, he opened a clothing store not to make money, but to burn money.Not only do customers have no money, but they also desperately haggle over the price, the rent increases every month, and the water and electricity are even more terrible, burning money every second.He couldn't survive without a side job.

The ancestral clothing store cannot be defeated by him.And more importantly, he doesn't have a girlfriend yet, and the store is gone, so how can he find a wife?

He had inquired a long time ago, because the house in front of him was a haunted house, it was now in an unoccupied state.In addition, the murder case has not been solved, and the house and its contents are all under lockdown.

Under the lure of money, the haunted house is not so scary anymore.No matter how terrible it is, how terrible can poverty be?

Jerry licked his chapped lips and stepped directly over the fence that was ineffective.The shrubs in the garden grew to half the height of a person because they were left unattended. He bent over and walked all the way to the door of the room.

"Click"

He opened the iron box he carried with him, which was full of paper clips.

Lockpicking is a must-have skill for a thief. Although today is his first time in office, he has practiced lockpicking hard before, and he has brought enough tools today.

After three failed attempts and two snapped paper clips, Jerry managed to open the door.

As soon as he entered the room, Jerry froze.

The broken chandelier on the ground, the broken plates on the ground, and the bloody scratches on the wall all showed that what happened in this house was not simple.

Jerry's legs trembled a little, and he was already a little timid.He finally knew why those rumors were so outrageous. The previous owner was obviously killed by a ferocious beast, but where did the beast come from in the center of London?It couldn't have escaped from the zoo.

But Jin has come in, so you have to get something.He looked around, and there was nothing intact in the hall.The kitchen is even more unobstructed, and there are not even a few plates on the table.

Gritting his teeth, he went upstairs anyway.

Unexpectedly, there was no blood stain upstairs, and it was even very clean and tidy.

"It turns out that most of the rich are sissies." Jerry glanced down guiltily. When did he wear these socks?last week?

After all, what he was doing was not a serious business. Jerry didn't dare to turn on the light, so he had to rely on a lighter to barely illuminate it.

It is troublesome to operate with one hand, he kept rummaging through boxes and cabinets while complaining.The first home owner was a veteran and must have saved a lot of money.

Although there have been two homeowners, what if the money saved by the old man is hidden in the mezzanine of any drawer and under the bed board?After all, the elderly don't like to go to the bank to save money, and a large part of them keep their cash close to their bodies.

It is said that many people who searched this house for the first time made a fortune. It was said that they won a lottery, promotion, etc., but in fact, anyone with a discerning eye knew that the property of the poor old man might have been looted.

After all, it was the first business, and Jerry didn't think about how much he would make.It would be nice to find some cash that the police missed or sell some antiques.

"Those guys are living off our tax money, and your money is a waste if it falls into their hands." Jerry muttered to himself, "It's better to give us this kind of real poor."

Ignoring the living room on the second floor, Jerry went straight into the master bedroom

.

The one-piece carved large bed seems to be of great value.He tried a few times, but the wood couldn't be removed at all unless he used a saw.

Feeling around the corners of the bed, Jerry was disappointed to make sure there were no hidden compartments.

The vanity mirror should have been left by the second homeowner, but the previous homeowner obviously didn't like her girlish feelings.The mirror was covered with a layer of dust because it had not been used for a long time.

One empty, two empty, Jerry chose to give up after flipping through two empty jewelry boxes one after another.

"It's unlucky. Those policemen are like locusts, leaving nothing behind." Jerry complained softly, planning to go downstairs to find if there was any basement.

"Click"

"Click"

In the quiet empty room, the sound of prying open the door on the first floor was very obvious.

Jerry froze, his mind blank.

But in many cases, actions are faster than thoughts, and when he regains consciousness, he has already shrunk in the cabinet.

"squeak"

"squeak"

Why didn't I hear the sound of planks when I first went upstairs? Jerry hid in the closet and held his breath, not understanding why other people patronized this kind of house besides him.You must know that he only regarded this house as a trial.

Peers or official police?The police shouldn't come to the scene alone to investigate in the middle of the night, could it be a colleague?

If it's a colleague, Jerry doesn't mind coming out to meet him and exchange experiences.After all, he is a novice, and it would be even better if he could have a teacher.

"dong dong"

"dong dong"

"dong dong"

The voice changed as he passed the stairs, and he should have reached the second floor.

Peers would walk so unabashedly?Unless he weighed two hundred catties, the movement seemed to be afraid that others would not notice.

Jerry suspected that he was too nervous to hear the prying sound of the door. It might be the sound of opening the door with a key.Are there plainclothes police officers staying at night?

Do you want to go out and have a look?He moved his body for a while, hesitating a bit: If he was a policeman, he would be in the trap of himself.

"Boom"

There was so little space in the closet, Jerry grabbed his arm, contorted.

After waiting for seven or eight minutes, the pain subsided.He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to open the door when he stretched out his hand but froze suddenly.

Why is there no sound all of a sudden?

Jerry didn't dare to move anymore. It suddenly occurred to him that besides the fellow policemen, there would be people returning to the scene of the crime.

The murderer who was not caught!

He began to regret it, just find a shop at random, why should the plan be simple, thinking that no one lives in this house, just take it?

The whole room fell into silence, only the sound of cicadas and breathing could be heard.

Where is that person?Staying in the closet, Jerry has long lost his sense of the passage of time.

But you can't stay in the closet all the time, the risk of exposure is too great to wait until dawn to leave.

Jerry moved his neck very carefully, and looked out from the crack of the cabinet.

The moonlight of the full moon covered the dark room, the carved bed, and the dusty dressing table. Everything was normal and there was no one there.

On the second floor, you won't even get hurt if you jump down with the right form.

Jerry moved again, this time extremely slowly and without making any sound.

"dong dong"

He froze again, the voice was in this room!

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and it hurt his eyes, but Jerry didn't dare to wipe it.

Licking his dry lips, he turned his eyes to the crack of the cabinet again.

It was pitch black, nothing out of the ordinary.

Jerry leaned against the cabinet, his whole body was limp and he couldn't lift his strength.

Not only did he not earn any money after being busy for half a month, but he is still trapped here. He has never been so unlucky in his life.

Wait, half a month.

He heard his own heartbeat, isn't there moonlight?Why is it pitch black?

"squeak"

Under Jerry's desperate and terrified eyes, the cabinet door was opened.

He saw a pair of yellow eyes.

Do not,

It was a pair of yellow eyes with green light.

……

"Alice! Alice, Alice!" hummed Carrie in an unknown voice, and bounded into the ice cream shop.

But Alice didn't look happy.

Seeing Alice's serious face, Carrie put away her smile helplessly.

"what happened?"

"For the sake of safety, you should come here less recently." Alice looked out the window to the end of the street, "I won't do it after this week is finished."

"What security? What happened?"

"The house at the end of the street is dead again." The one who gave the answer was Di Luke who didn't know when he appeared, but in just a few days, his hair was all white. "This store won't be open for long."

"Dead?" Carrie repeated in a daze, with chills coming from the bottom of her heart.

She looked around, only to realize that the shop that had been thriving now had no customers.

"It's dead again."

Karen, who had been staying in the kitchen, also came out. He added with a gloomy face, "It should be a thief who sneaked in late at night. When he was discovered the next day, he was already torn to pieces."

debris?Carrie was startled by the word.

"The police said it was a beast." Karen slammed his fist on the table. "Where did the city get the beast? There was more than one incident of a beast hurting people? Do you think we are blind or foolish?"

Karen couldn't help being angry. If it wasn't for this incident, he would be the next owner of that house.

The group of policemen obviously took bribes, but they still told him that nothing happened!

"Oh." Dika returned to the front desk with his back bent, "I don't know if this store can survive."

When Carrie walked out of the shop, the few people on the street were also in a hurry, and they must have heard the news.

No, I can't stay longer, Carrie regained her senses and ran to the Leaky Cauldron Bar a few streets away.Her home wasn't too close, and a bar full of wizards gave her a sense of security.

"sorry."

Hitting someone, Carrie apologized awkwardly.

His face was pale, his figure was thin, and he was wrapped in a black robe. Could it be that he is also a wizard?Out of the corner of Carrie's eye, she caught sight of the man's strange attire, which was not very nice in Muggleland.

The weirdo didn't seem to hear Carrie's apology, pulled down his hood, bowed his head and walked away.

"Weird." Carrie shook her head, without thinking, and rushed to the lighted bar ahead.

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