The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

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When Anton came down the stairs, the little friends were staring at the wand in front of them and their expressions changed.

"Okay, okay, don't compete with your heart."

The wand was flying and fell into Anton's hands. He clapped his hands and spread it out again. The wand was gone.

As usual, everyone would exclaim a few words to save face, but at this moment, they all fell silent.

Neville looked at Anton with some sadness. "I just wanted to hold the wand and give him a Cruciatus. Really, I tried my best to hold it back."

"I know it's not wrong, I'm doing it for justice."

"I know I'm wrong again, I can't do this, so what's the difference between me and the evil dark wizard."

Anton thought for a while, "Controlling your inner process is also controlling your magic, Neville, maybe just a 'justice' is not enough to explain everything about the world, you should think more."

Neville didn't say anything, just nodded silently.

Hannah gave him a worried look, "Neville, I just looked, these are actually magical plants."

She tried to divert Neville's attention. "It's a natural greenhouse. It's incredible. It's snowing everywhere."

"Yeah, I just noticed those big green tongues, this 'lover's lie' herb (Vulula vulgaris) is one of those ingredients that make fat tongue taffy, but we only had it in Diagon Alley before I bought a little bit of sun-dried leftovers." George looked at these tongues that looked like they didn't need money.

Fred made an extremely subtle gesture with his fingers, "Just add a little bit at a time. This herb is too expensive, and we are reluctant to use too much."

Anton looked at them with a smile, "There is a big poisonous tentacle on the second floor."

"Merlin's beard!" George and Fred exclaimed, they were too sensitive to the price of this thing.

"We've always wanted to research a quick-acting truancy candy, but Professor Sprout wouldn't let us get close to her poisonous tentacles, so we had to shelve this plan for the time being," said George in surprise.

Fred was also excited, and he looked at George with bright eyes, "Not only the quick-acting skipping candy, we all know that we have too many ideas to realize."

"For a great prank!" The two said in an aria at the same time, high fives again.

"Anton, let's buy this place!"

All are excited.

Look, the members of the hut agreed that this is the difference between reading and not reading. The owner of the house will only think that these things are the curse of the devil. After so many years, I don't know how much gold Galleon was wasted.

It is estimated that it can be piled up into a mountain.

Anton waved his wand gently, and Bach, the owner of the house, was freed from the influence of the Oblivion Curse.

"Sir, sir." Anton shook him anxiously, "what's the matter with you?"

Bach looked at him blankly, then turned his head to look around, and finally came back to his senses, "Damn! Damn! It's terrible here!"

Anton nodded vigorously, "Yes, it's terrible."

He looked at the gray-green palm at his feet with some fear, "After buying this house, I may have to ask a great master to lift the curse here, which is definitely another large sum of money."

He looked a little hesitant, and turned to discuss with his companions, "I know you guys like the barrel shape of this house, but we may have to consider other..."

Snapped.

Bach quickly grabbed Anton's arm and looked at him nervously, "No! Just buy my house! You only need to pay 80% of the original price! 80%!"

Hannah looked surprised, God, in this case, if they paid for the house, there would be some left, and she would have enough money to set up here.

Delicious.

Almost laughed.

Just as he was about to speak, his eyes met Anton's serious eyes, stuck his tongue out, and shrank behind Neville.

"But…"

Anton is still very confused, "It looks terrible here. If we sleep here in the future, we will have nightmares in the middle of the night."

"Let's go."

Bach quickly got up and grabbed Anton's arm firmly, "Don't, don't, I know, you must still be interested in this house, right, otherwise you wouldn't hesitate."

"Well, I'll just be a little bit easier, you only need to pay half of it!"

"Really, half, as long as you nod, I'll take you to a lawyer to go through all the formalities."

"In this case..." Anton looked very moved, as if he was about to agree, but at this moment, a roar of a big white bear came from the second floor.

Then, there was a loud bang, as if a big white bear exploded.

"Merlin's beard!" Anton pointed to the stairs on the second floor in horror, "There are monsters on it!"

"Let's run! Ah~~~"

He screamed and rushed out of the gate, and several of his friends also yelled in a consonance, as if something terrible was about to run down from the second floor.

huh~~~

Unexpectedly, this 300-pound brawny man was more agile than them. With long legs full of muscles, he rushed out first, went around a corner, and disappeared in an instant.

This…

Anton blinked, almost didn't laugh to death, this product is simply superb.

Neville stared blankly at this scene, "He ran away, wouldn't we have no way to buy a house?"

"He ran away, but the house can't." An Dong smiled and looked up at the house. He wondered if there was a feng shui theory in the wizarding world.

There are two cursed products here.

There is also the third floor, the ghost knows if there is something inexplicable in it.

"Let's go here today." An Dong smiled and clapped his hands, "Let him hang for a few days, when he comes back next weekend, he will be tortured by anxiety to the point of collapse. When I meet us again, I will definitely beg us to buy it and give me a price that will satisfy me.”

Neville breathed a sigh of relief, "It's already half off, Merlin's beard, you evil Slytherin."

George and Fred could no longer agree, and nodded in unison, "It's really evil, but I like it."

So, everyone laughed, and the laughter rippled far away.

The owner of the house, Bach, ran back again, looking at the smiles on the faces of these little wizards who survived the catastrophe, and his heart sank.

It's over, it's the same again!

His house seems to have become a curse, and it will never be sold, so hang him like this and let him guard the house for decades.

He's had enough!

He could even give away the house without paying a penny, as long as it was no longer his own.

but…

If he doesn't repay his gambling debts, it seems that he really can't leave the village, and if he sneaks away, he will be found and buried in the mountains.

He knew that the wizards who ran casinos had a great ability to find people.

Bach gritted his teeth and rushed over, looking at Anton's shocked expression, he raised four fingers viciously, "Forty percent, I will give you a minimum of forty percent, otherwise I will not pay the debt and have to wait for the next buyer. ."

To tell the truth, this hope is extremely slim.

But it is precisely because of this house that those people did not collect debts from him.

This is obviously his limit. George and the others looked at each other and felt that trading at this price was simply pure profit.

Anton was obviously shaken. He said 40% in his mouth, and then looked back at the second floor of the house.

"no!"

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