Fantastic Beasts Cooking Masters At Hogwarts

The tall wizard had a long pace, and Allen had to trot all the way to follow.

Fortunately, Allen's physical fitness is extremely strong, and this amount of exercise is not even enough to speed up his breathing.

The two of them walked through the narrow alleys. Several times, Allen felt that he had reached the dark side of Diagon Alley. When he turned around, he could always see the bustling street scene of Diagon Alley through the gaps in the street.

After an unknown amount of time, the tall wizard stopped in front of a shabby-looking shack. He turned around and explained to Allen, "The rent here is cheaper. Although it is a little more expensive than turning over to the alley, the security is also better than there." It’s much better and saves a lot of trouble.”

He pointed to the alley not far away as he spoke, "That's the road leading to the alley. You see, there are Aurors on duty there, so it's very safe here."

So this is explaining that they are actually still in Diagon Alley now? At the same time, do you also tell yourself that you don’t have to be afraid? It’s safe here?

Allen really didn't expect that this tall wizard had a warm and masculine style, so he was surprised and said nothing.

Seeing that Allen was unmoved, the tall wizard grunted, pushed open the dilapidated wooden door and walked into the shed.

Allen subconsciously covered his nose. Fortunately, although it was in tatters, it was still quite clean.

However, there is no problem in describing this place as a house with four walls. Apart from the table in front of the room, there is only one thing that can barely be called a bed.

The tall wizard walked into the house and walked out in a short while with three sealed bottles filled with bright red dragon's blood. Each bottle should be 1 pint by visual inspection.

"That's it." The tall wizard placed the dragon's blood in front of Allen.

"You just let go of so much dragon blood? You're not afraid of others stealing it," Allen said.

"Who would come here to steal things?" the tall wizard said nonchalantly.

"Why don't you introduce yourself before the transaction? I don't know what to call you yet." Allen said.

"My name is Alberta Douglas. I used to be a dragon tamer, but now... I'm unemployed." Alberta glared at Allen, "Do you have any more nonsense to say?"

"No, let's make a price," Allen said.

Allen didn't know much about the profession of dragon tamer. His only impression was that he was used as a backdrop during the Triwizard Tournament. Allen really didn't expect that dragon tamers could be so strong. The hunting level of 85 might be enough. Press the fire dragon to the ground and rub it.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's 450 galleons in total, just pay." Alberta said.

Allen was very happy when he heard the price, "Do you think I am taken advantage of?"

Alberta frowned. "This is a fair price on the market. Sometimes dragon blood is even more expensive."

"It seems that you don't understand at all. Bai Chang is so big. You are not on the market here. Let me tell you straight. Is your dragon blood coming from something wrong?" Allen shook his head. "If The price of the dragon blood you buy is the same as the price of the dragon blood bought on the main street of Diagon Alley, so why should I buy it from you? "

After hearing this, Alberta frowned and knew that she was not being reasonable, so she asked, "How much do you plan to pay?"

"How about 70 Galleons?" Allen came up with the dragon-slaying knife.

"Are you kidding me?" Alberta looked unkind. "Your price is even lower than those receiving merchants on the black market."

"Oh? Do black marketeers actually have more morals than me? That's not possible." Allen shrugged and extended his palm. "Then how much do you think the black marketeer charges? I'll add 5 Galleons."

Alberta almost laughed out loud, "Then do I still want to thank you for your kindness?"

"That's not necessary. I will definitely buy it for a long time in the future, and the quantity is not small. For you, a stable shipping channel is better than setting up a street stall every day to try your luck, right?" Allen calculated the time, "I at least There is still one month left, and I will ask for a bottle of dragon blood every day this month.”

"Why a month?" Alberta asked subconsciously.

"Oh, doesn't school start in just over a month?" Allen spread his hands, "I'm going to Hogwarts."

Alberta held her forehead. Allen's performance was so mature that Albert even ignored Allen's age. Yes, children of this age should go to Hogwarts instead of turning into the alley at this distance. Do business with yourself separated by a wall.

Why am I so obsessed with thinking that a little kid would buy something from me?

"Get out!" Alberta shouted unhappily, "I won't care about you playing tricks on me this time. Next time, I will throw you into the goblin cave!"

What answered him was a handful of golden Galleons.

Allen took out ninety galleons from his wallet and placed it on the table, looking at Alberta.

"I'm not kidding." Allen said calmly, "My name is Allen Cecil. If you have heard of this name, I think you won't say anything to drive me away."