Online Games: Harry Potter: The Age of Magic

While the two were talking, some wizards not far away had already noticed and looked over on tiptoes.

"Thank you for your integrity, miss."

The circus leader complimented him and added, "You are just a goblin who signed a contract to sell yourself. If you bump into others, you will die."

"Miss, in order to avoid affecting others, I have to hurry up and dispose of its body. I'll excuse you for now."

After that, without waiting for Rossi's reply, he kicked the house elf dragging the body and walked into the deserted alley.

Collided into someone else?
Resisting the urge to open [cross-examination] and ask him in detail, Rossi withdrew his gaze and gently opened the door that had closed on its own.

Don't worry. Since he died because he collided with others, the person who killed him is most likely still in the tavern at this moment. Let's go in and observe first.

As his thoughts turned, the noisy sound came from the lobby in front.

The pub doesn't look big, about 50 square meters.After passing the kitchen next to the back door, there is the staircase leading upstairs, and the space under the stairs is the bathroom of the pub.

Rosie did not go upstairs.

She came to the bar calmly like an ordinary customer.

"Beautiful lady, what do you need?" Seeing Rossi, the young bartender at the bar immediately straightened his back and asked in a gentlemanly tone.

"Ogden Aged Firewhiskey, thank you."

Looking at the signboard next to the bartender, Rossi casually called his name, then leaned against the bar with a leisurely and contented expression, and raised his eyes to look around.

There were people sitting in twos and threes at almost every square table in the lobby. Some of them were holding wine glasses and talking loudly, while others were gathering together and whispering. They all looked like normal drinkers.

"...I'll kill them if I tell them to. It seems that the people in the Royal Circus are not good people."

"Nonsense, if you can bring so many magical animals around the world, how can the circus people be good?"

At this moment, a vague discussion mixed with the noise reached Rosie's ears.

Since she learned the Animagus, her five senses have been strengthened even if she hasn't transformed.

At this time, she heard someone discussing Jing Jing's death, and she immediately listened carefully.

The conversation came from a few people at the third table against the wall.

"Speaking of which, there are so many magical animals in the Royal Circus. Are there any that have unknown origins or were coerced or robbed?"

"There must be." Another person put down the brandy he just drank and echoed, "There are so many magical animals, how can they not all be obtained through legitimate channels."

"That makes sense?" The man next to him with a slightly red face was obviously drunk, and his tone was louder when he answered, "And those goblins are all very arrogant. How can any goblin be willing to sign a contract with the circus? This is inevitable. What method was used to forcibly sign it?"

The people at the surrounding tables obviously heard this and all turned their attention to the man who spoke.

"How is it impossible?!"

At this time, the circus leader happened to return to the tavern and immediately retorted sharply, "Do you think all goblins can work in Gringotts? No matter how arrogant the goblin is, he has to worry about having enough food to fill his stomach! In order to keep up with this goblin I paid a large sum of galleons to sign the deed of sale!"

When he said this, the group leader quickly walked up to the man who was speaking, slapped his hands on the table and said angrily: "Friend, if you continue to talk nonsense based on groundless conjectures, don't blame me for being rude!"

The man who had been educated in public was about to say something more, but was pulled hard by the people around him. However, he saw several members of the circus standing up from the square table at the other end.

Seeing this, the man's face turned red and white, and finally he snorted, bypassing the group leader and left the tavern dejectedly.

As he opened the door and walked out, a dark-skinned man in a suit happened to walk in.

"Ding! The opponent has appeared in sight, please treat it with caution."

As the system prompts suddenly sounded in Rossi's mind, the next second, the dark-skinned man's expression changed drastically. He glanced around the inside of the tavern and then turned around and left.

"It seems that he also got the system prompt." Seeing this, Rossi suddenly understood.

Because she was worried about an ambush, she had no idea of ​​chasing him out. She picked up the wine glass brought by the bartender and took a sip.

"Now that we know his appearance, we will naturally have many opportunities to deal with him in the future."

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the circus leader's angry voice: "How dare you come out after getting into such a big trouble? Get the hell back to your room!"

When Rossi heard the sound, she saw a gloomy young man and a beautiful woman with an oriental face standing at the stairs. After being scolded by the circus leader, the woman immediately pulled him upstairs.

Seeing them leaving, the circus leader immediately put a smile on his face and said to the people in the tavern:
"I'm really sorry for disturbing my friends' enjoyment. Please forgive me. These tickets to the circus should be used as an apology to everyone!"

As he spoke, he took out a stack of paper tickets and handed them out one by one to the guests sitting in the tavern.

After a while, he walked up to Rossi and handed over the ticket.

"Hello, Miss, these are the tickets for the circus performance in three days. Please come, Miss. Our circus will definitely bring you a wonderful performance."

Circus Ticket: This ticket grants admission to the Royal Circus performance venue and bears the Royal Circus seal.

"Thank you!" Rossi glanced at the information displayed on the system and thanked him after taking the ticket. Seeing that he was about to leave, he quickly stopped him and said:

"Please wait a moment, hello, I am Wenda Rozier, what should I call you?"

"You can call me Sken, miss."

After a pause, he asked again, "Can I help you?"

After weighing it in his mind for two seconds, Rossi asked: "Mr. Sken, I heard that there are Veela in your circus?"

"The lady is very well informed!"

Scan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then nodded and said with a smile, "I spent a lot of money to buy it from an ancient family in Germany."

After a pause, he asked probingly: "Miss, are you interested in Veela?"

"I need some Veela hair for research, and I would like to ask Mr. Sken for help."

"Veela's hair..." Sken pondered and stopped talking.

Of course Rossi understood what he meant: "If sir can help, I can bid [-]% higher than the market price."

She had inquired at the material store before, and the market price of Veela hair was 10 Galleons per ounce, and the price of high school was 12 Galleons. To her now, it was just a drop in the bucket.

"Miss Rosier, you must know that it is difficult for Veela's hair to grow, and if you cut off too much hair, it will also affect our performance." Sken looked confused.

Knowing that he wanted to increase the price, Rossi didn't want to bother any more and said with a smile: "I only need ten ounces, and the price can be increased by [-]%."

"30 galleons per ounce? The lady is really beautiful and generous!"

Oh, does this directly set the market price at 20 Galleons?

Rosie suppressed her smile and looked at the other party with burning eyes: "If I remember correctly, the market price of Veela hair is 10 Galleons per ounce."

"Um...the price has been reduced now?"

Scan pretended to be stunned, then smiled and said, "Okay, I believe the lady won't lie to me, so just follow what the lady said, 15 galleons per ounce.

However, harvesting Veela's hair is a bit troublesome. Why don't you pay a deposit first, and the rest will be paid in an hour? "

"can."

Since the other party wants to perform here, Rossi is naturally not worried that he will break the contract.