“Time-Turner?”

“Yes, Time-Turner… You know, before I was locked in Azkaban, I always did some trading in the black market… At the time, you didn’t earn gold Galleon, didn’t you? After this Voldemort failed completely, I gradually lost my money and started to return to the old business…”

In McNeill’s Study, Nott and Walton are talking in a whisper.

To be honest, Nott is not completely sloppy, because he is indeed a two-way trafficker who earns his living by reversing objects.

Since the life of the Nott family has become more and more difficult in the past 100 years, in order to continue to maintain, almost every generation of their family is going to become a seller. This has also allowed them to accumulate a lot of personal collectors and vendors.

So from Nott’s father, their family finally took advantage of this resource and started a black market dealer who resold all kinds of magic items, collectibles and cherished materials.

Yes, in fact, he and Mundungus are actually doing the same.

It’s just that the object he and his father have had relatively high value compared to the latter – at least Mundungus’s favorite low-priced second-hand cauldron, their father and son are definitely not worth mentioning.

And to talk about Mrs. Parkinson going to him to consult Time-Turner, from another point of view, isn’t it similar to his “old bank”?

So to be honest, Nott is really not an excuse to find it.

Just after Walton had nodded, Nott just paused and quickly continued:

“And just last night I met a customer who wanted to acquire a Time-Turner… Do you know? When he opened this port, I remembered that you were here!”

“I remember, when we were sent to the Department of Mysteries by Voldemort, did you seem to have taken a Time-Turner in the cabinet of the time hall? Although this value is very high, it is willing because of its particularity. The recipients have been very few…you see, this time I have a chance to shoot, I first thought of brother you!”

“Oh, this sounds good? Well, thank you, it鈥檚 good to be a brother!”

Walton naturally doesn’t think much, because Nott is really telling the truth – Time-Turner is rare, but they are all precious research supplies from Ministry of Magic, even if there is sporadic circulation underground. There are very few people who dare to buy home.

Once found, it is even more serious than the nature of the collection dark magic item.

“Right,” Walton thought about it. Suddenly he was worried. “The one who bought you for Time-Turner, who is it? Is it Auror?”

“Get it!” Nott hearing this, and immediately waved. “You know the situation in London now – the entire Ministry of Magic has been burned. At this time, they are worthy of playing this kind of bait fishing. Trick?”

“Well, it’s the same,” Walton couldn’t help but nodded. “When I slipped out yesterday, the department was already in a mess… Then, what is the price of the other party?”

“This is still not talked about well… Time-Turner is rare, and the probability of not being found is very high, so people must first see the goods before they are willing to talk about the price.” Nott said, “But I still can’t believe it? Rest assured. I will help you talk about a good price!”

鈥︹€?/p>

After more than half an hour, Chatt, who was chatting with each other for a while in Study, came out of McNeil’s house. After waiting for the door to close again, Nott patted the pocket on his chest and showed a satisfactory smile.

Time-Turner is here, then the next step is to find a way to understand the purpose of Mrs. Parkinson.

Obviously, this is certainly not an easy task without a clue.

While walking on the road in front of McNeil’s house, Nott leaned into a silent meditation.

“To say that in the usual days, the black market is definitely the most likely place. People who buy such illegal objects usually look for deals there. But… in the case of London for the past two days, dare to go to the black market. Even if there is, it will not be that Vanessa Parkinson…”

Nott muttered to himself, and left and right, not allowed to be nodded.

“Yes, this time, quietly hiding at home is the most appropriate choice. Therefore, while she is still in my house, it is definitely right to go to the Parkinson home.”

I thought of doing it, Nott took a deep breath, and then the Disapparation disappeared from the original place. The next moment, he appeared in the vicinity of the Parkinson House.

“绗冪瑑-“

Not long after Nott went to the door, Parkinson鈥檚 house elf West Tower opened the door for him.

“Hello, sir!” The elf owed a debt to Nott, and then he was very polite. “I would like to ask Mr. to visit Parkinson’s house, is there anything important?”

“Well…” Nott glanced at Sita, to ask a question, when already knows the answer, “Is the lady there?”

“Oh, sorry, sir, the hostess is just going out.” Elf Sita respectfully said, “However, the owner is at home… Of course, if you have to find a hostess, Sita can tell you.”

“Mr. Parkinson is at home?”

This is what Nott didn’t think of, because in his opinion, Vanessa’s husband should still be in the Ministry of Magic. He is familiar with the rigid nerd. When he was at Hogwarts, the same year he was the same as Parkinson.

“That… what other guests are there?”

Needless to say, this is what Nott is most concerned about right now. If there are guests, then most of them are the ones who really want Time-Turner! If you can sell Time-Turner directly to the other party, it will definitely earn more than selling to Vanessa.

However, the elf Sita listened to him and shook his head.

“There was a VIP who had just been there, but just left more than ten minutes ago…”

Is it a step late?

If you miss it, the chances of finding another person will be significantly lower. Nott can’t help but feel annoyed. I knew that I had a few gossips at McNeil’s house.

That is, Nott asks frowns:

“Do you know who the guest is?”

“Oh, yes…” Sitaton was a nodded, “Mr. Marx McLorne.”

“Mike–“

This name made Nott subconsciously almost exclaimed. But fortunately, he responded in time and quickly took over his own instinctive tone.

“Cough,” he lightly coughed, and then he asked, “Do you know, where did he go?”

“Sorry, sir, this West Tower is not clear.”

鈥︹€?/p>

That’s right, as Nott just learned at the moment, Marx has left the Parkinson home.

Since returning to it, he immediately learned from Vansy’s mouth that Vanessa was going out. Although he also let himself patiently wait in the main hall for a while, he finally refused to waste time and decided to go out and find each other.

It’s not London. There is no fog that can affect the magic power perception. After analyzing the magic power fluctuations left by Vanessa Disapparation near the door, he familiar and figure out the general position of the other side.

So, just ten minutes ago, when Nott was still in the McNeil’s Study and Walton East, Marx had already arrived at the door of his house.

“bang bang.”

Obviously, there was no effort to make it. The slightly inferior wooden door was knocked out by Marx like a broken drum, which made him slightly frown.

However, the people inside did not let him wait too long. After a while, he saw the door in front of him open slightly, revealing a small face.

“Excuse me… is Mr. also coming to Patriarch? He is not at home now.”

It鈥檚 still Nott鈥檚 daughter Joey who opens the door, and perhaps it鈥檚 worth mentioning that Joey鈥檚 name for his own father is a bit strange.

The previous Vanessa estimate was because I didn’t care about these little things, so I didn’t notice this at all.

“Patriarch?”

When Marx heard the title, he couldn鈥檛 help but secretly curious.

He doesn’t know that Joey is Nott’s daughter at the moment. No, he doesn’t even know that it is the home of the former Death Eater. And he is curious, just because the title is not common in the average family of wizards.

So even if he realized that living here is likely to be a descendant of a lonely family.

For the time being, put these guesses aside, Marx rushes to the little girl behind the door:

“No, I am not coming to you Patriarch… Well, I think there should be a lady who is here, right? The person I am looking for is her.”

“Ah!”

When Joey heard it, he snorted and said:

“Yes, if Mr. is looking for Mrs. Parkinson, she really is resting in the living room.”

“Well, very good,” Marx laughed at the little girl who was born. “I have something to see her, trouble you to take me over!”

“This–“

Joey hesitated and shook his head:

“I have to ask the lady first… sir, please wait a moment.”

When the voice didn’t fall, Marx saw her suddenly retract her head, and then “peng” and closed the door again.

After a moment of squatting, Marx couldn’t help but shake his head.

“Click.”

With a light sound that was spring-locked, the door opened itself and Marx stepped straight inside. Although it was not good to break into other people’s homes, he really didn’t want to spend more time.

“…Mrs. Parkinson, outside… there is a young gentleman looking for you…”

Listening to the girl’s intermittent voice in the living room, Marx shrugged, and then immediately walked in from the door.

“Madam, you don’t have to guess who it is,” he said calmly in the direction of Vanessa and Joey. “It’s me, McLorne.”


Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like