Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

According to Weizet's investigation, from its development in the 1920s to the present, the Blind Pig Bar has undergone several expansions and has become one of the largest black markets in North America;

Contraband items on the "Prohibited Trade Items" list can usually be found here;

Perhaps because the person in charge of the Blind Pig Bar is a goblin, the trading rules here are also very interesting. They usually barter and try to avoid direct galleons transactions.

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The basement was sealed with bricks and stones, and there was only a yellowed poster showing a woman with heavy makeup and an evening dress.

Weizet raised his hand and knocked rhythmically on the wall where the poster was posted.

The woman on the poster seemed to come to life. Her eyes left the mirror in her hand, and she blinked curious eyes, first scanning the bow tie at Vizette's collar, and then scanning Luna's dress.

The curious eyes disappeared and turned into a pair of wary eyes.

The poster changed, and a door appeared. It slowly opened with a "squeaking" sound, and a guard appeared in front of the two people.

The guard had a gloomy expression. He stretched out his hand and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to do?"

Weizet took out a thumb-sized bottle and handed it into the guard's hand, "I want to get some information, information worthy of it."

The guard unscrewed the bottle and took a sniff, his gloomy expression instantly softened, "The quality of the uplifting potion is very high... Come with me!"

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The Blind Pig Bar has changed a lot. Although it is still dark and rundown, it is much more spacious.

The walls are covered with wanted posters, and the customers here seem to be proud of them. Occasionally, they will point to one of the wanted posters and proudly puff out their chests, as if to show off.

Because the person in charge of the bar is a goblin, the singer who sings in the bar is a bald goblin dressed in gorgeous clothes;

She wore a dress full of sequins, which sparkled with dazzling light as she stretched her figure.

After passing through the public area where the bar is located, the guard led Weizet and the others into a room, "What would you like to drink?"

Vizette refused in a casual tone: "No need."

The guard nodded, "Wait a moment, I'm going to ask the boss for instructions now!"

After the guard closed the door, Luna let out a breath and looked at the decoration of the room curiously.

Wizette asked, "How does it feel?"

"It feels... very strange!" Luna said as if humming a song, "I just saw a giant, so tall! Much taller than Hagrid!"

Not long after, the guard opened the door again, and a goblin slowly walked into the room...

Chapter 86 Are you planning to take advantage of others?

The leprechaun holds a cigar in his mouth and is dressed similarly to the protagonist of the movie "The Godfather."

It was wearing a well-tailored suit, and its fangs were exposed when it smiled. It stared at Weizet greedily, "It's really rare...a highly skilled potion master..."

Vizette and Luna moved back in unison, their brows furrowed almost at the same time.

They can all feel the obvious greed in this goblin's words. This is due to the goblin's character, he will always covet everything around him greedily.

Weizet still remembers that the goblin named Narlak in "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" was a greedy goblin with no bottom line.

It is in the shady black market, coupled with the special identity of the goblin, that the Blind Pig Bar can exist today and even continue to grow.

The goblin casually slumped down across from the two of them, maintaining a side-sitting posture, looking at the two with only the corner of his eye, looking domineering.

A house elf got in, held up the wine tray without raising his head, and gave the goblin a glass of wine lit by flames.

Weizet said straight to the point: "We want to get some information."

"Ah... young man, your accent..." the goblin frowned slightly, "You must be from England... it reminds me of an uninvited guest I once had."

He drank the fire wine in one gulp, and black smoke billowed out of his nose and ears. "Since you want to inquire about information, you should show real sincerity."

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Weizet reached into his pocket and took out a whole bottle of uplifting potion, "I want to know if there is a werewolf from England living here."

"Very accurate pricing..." The goblin stretched out his spider-legged fingers and raised the invigorating potion to examine it, "I even got a little advantage..."

"About last year, there was indeed an English werewolf who crossed the ocean and came here...I remember that he should have escaped to...Stanton Street in the Lower East Side."

"The quality is really high..." It opened the uplifting potion and smelled it, showing an intoxicated expression. "I have a piece of news for you... He is currently seriously injured."

"Seriously injured?" Weizet remained calm and took out another bottle of uplifting potion. "Why was he injured? Because he went to the Magic Congress to call the police?"

"You know so much!" The goblin was a little surprised and looked directly at Weizet, "It seems you care about him very much? Are you his relative?"

"It's his enemy." Weizet said bluntly, "He hurt my professor, and later I found out that he was here, so I have to teach him a lesson."

"I asked about the location of his residence before, but I didn't see anyone when I went there... I thought he might know I was coming, so he ran away... or even called the police."

"So that's it... what a passionate young man!" The goblin put away the second bottle of uplifting potion with a sly smile on his lips.

"I just like to deal with young people, I am willing to help others, and I know how to think about my former professors. I am young but beautiful... But you guessed wrong, it is not for this reason."

Weizet frowned slightly, "How many do you want?"

"What do you think about adding a little extra?" The goblin shook two bottles of invigorating potions. "I don't want to lose the precious potions."

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Weizet took out a unicorn tail hair rope and said, "Tell me!"

"Have you people who come out of Hogwarts brought your treasures with you?" The elf's eyes widened and he grinned happily. "The tail hair of a unicorn is twisted into a rope. Is there any more suitable strap than this?" "

Its fingers shook slightly, and the unicorn tail hair rope flew up, knotted itself, and tied the two bottles of magic potion together.

"That werewolf wasn't trying to avoid his enemies... but was trying to meddle in his own business, and that's why he was attacked by other werewolves. I am a person who pursues fairness..."

"You are willing to pay this, and I am willing to say more. There are many werewolves in New York recently. They all gathered here because of someone's summons,"

"They are scattered all over New York... According to my intelligence... they seem to be planning to take advantage of the full moon to recruit some more companions. I think you should understand what I mean?"

Weizet raised his eyebrows, "The Magic Congress didn't notice?"

"So... young people are still too young..." The goblin smiled even more happily and straightened his body, "They can detect so many things..."

"How can we sell information? Besides...how many werewolves can be created in one night? The Magic Congress has the death penalty...if it can't be used, just deal with it."

"Next question." Weizet took out another bottle of uplifting potion, "I want to buy a large amount of materials for the Living Hell Decoction... Do you know where I can get it cheaply?"

"Living Hell Decoction?" The goblin pursed his lips subconsciously, and soon returned to a smiling face, but his eyes became cold.

It looked at Weizet again, "What are you going to buy this material for...?"

Weizet said calmly: "When I catch the werewolf, I plan to use this to torture him."

"Is that so?" The goblin looked at the third bottle of uplifting potion, but did not accept it. "Have you asked elsewhere before?"

Weizet shook his head, "No, we have only been here a few days. Since we are all here, we might as well solve the problem at once."

"It's a good idea..." the goblin played with the two bottles of uplifting potion in his hand, "but it's not enough... young man..."

"You can't buy this news with the invigorating potion. Currently in New York... I am the only one who knows where to buy these materials..."

Weizet took out a bottle of soul soothing agent, "Where's this?"

"Good stuff!" The goblin snapped his fingers, and a house elf ran in from outside.

His body trembled and he opened his mouth, as if waiting for something.

"Don't be so afraid, this time I will let you enjoy the blessing..." The goblin unscrewed the bottle of soul soothing agent, "Our guest... is an excellent potion master."

It removed a drop of Soul Relief and dropped it into the house elf's mouth.

Bang!

As soon as the soul soothing potion slipped into the house elf's throat, he fell to the ground with a fitful smile on his face.

"Amazing quality!" The goblin couldn't help but praise, "To be able to have such a medicinal effect..."

"I'm a little suspicious of your age. Are all the students who graduate from Hogwarts so outstanding?"

Weizet asked calmly: "Then tell me where to go to buy the ingredients for the Living Hell Decoction."

"Do you want to consider staying... and working for me?" The goblin put away the soul soothing potion, "Just help me brew the potion every day..."

"Let me think about it, it takes about two hours to make one pot of potion. You only need to brew ten pots of potion every day. What do you think?"

Weizet smiled with relief. He had been waiting for this moment, "Are you planning to take advantage of others?"

Chapter 87 In short, I regret it very much

"No, no, no!" The goblin shook his head, "I just have a kind heart and don't want people like you to die. It's that simple."

"Collapse!" The guard at the door raised his wand, and a red light burst out from the tip of the wand.

Wizette suddenly raised his wand, and the invisible shield formed by the iron armor curse formed instantly, blocking the red light firmly.

He flicked the wand again, and the red light instantly deflected in the direction of the goblin.

"Silent casting?" The goblin was shocked, and the cigar in his mouth fell to the ground.

It rolled to the ground in great embarrassment, narrowly dodging the flying coma spell.

Luna raised her wand and pointed it at the guard, "Laweiahsa!"