Glory To Slytherin

London station, UK.

After bidding farewell to Gerrard, Ulysses wrapped his black trench coat tightly and passed through platform nine and three-quarters to the other side of the wall.

There is a modern atmosphere everywhere. The flat tiled floor, the bright waiting hall, and the whistle sound from time to time in the distance all make Ulysses recall some memories of his past life.

Of course, it is just a memory. The most important thing for people is to live in the present.

Perhaps because this point is also the peak time for Muggles to wait for the train, the station seems a bit crowded.

Ulysses was mixed in a crowd of pedestrians in suits and leather shoes, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier around his body, preventing others from touching him.

While in the car, Ulysses replaced the wizard's robe, and the black windbreaker he was now wearing gave him some indifferent and solemn temperament, coupled with his appearance, attracted the attention of pedestrians.

He has to dress himself up more conspicuously so that he can have the effect of fishing.

Ulysses walked all the way, constantly looking at the road signs, and following the escalator to the street full of shops and crowds.

It was the first time he came to the streets of London in the 1990s. At this time, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Walking to a dirty and cramped bar, Ulysses looked up at the sign of the sculpture.

Broken cauldron bar.

Even the signs are black and shabby, which looks out of tune with the gorgeously decorated clothing stores and record stores nearby.

But many Muggle expulsion curses were imposed on this bar. No pedestrians cared about it. They didn't even look at it, as if the store didn't exist at all.

Ulysses pushed in.

As one of the important junctions between the Muggle world and the magic world, the Broken Cauldron Bar has always been booming.

There are almost all kinds of people here. Several old women were sitting in the corner of the room drinking sherry with small glasses, and one of them was smoking a long pipe. A middle-aged man who occupies a table is holding up a wine glass with dizzy eyes, and the table is full of black spiders. A man wearing a tall black top hat was chatting with a barkeeper whose hair was almost stripped and who looked like a shredded walnut.

After seeing a young and immature face come in, everyone in the bar glanced at Ulysses with different expressions. A few drunks lit up and wanted to come up to trouble Ulysses. Before Ulysses could speak, the bar owner yelled to stop:

"Bob! Justin! If you bother my guests again, get out of my bar!"

Then, Old Tom had a weird face, and he gave Ulysses an unsightly smile:

"What can I do for you, guest?"

Ulysses released the Mental Energy field as soon as he entered the bar, keenly perceiving a few magic marks on him.

He calmly took out a few silver Sicos, threw them to Old Tom, and said indifferently:

"I need to borrow Floo powder and the fireplace."

"this way please."

Old Tom pointed to the back of the counter, "Flood is just above the fireplace."

Ulysses nodded, walked to the fireplace, grabbed a handful of Floo powder and ignited it with magic power, and said:

"Knock Down Alley."

The turquoise flame rose up and swallowed his figure.

After Ulysses disappeared, several people sitting in the dark corner of the bar pressed the wizard hats above their heads and left the bar silently.

This is the second time Ulysses has set foot in Knockoff Alley. This time, he is here to buy things.

The inscription of the second-level magic pattern requires a lot of scarce materials, and the carving knives and carriers used have more refined requirements. And those materials are rare in Diagon Alley. Only when the streets full of black wizards like Knockdown Alley appear what he needs.

As for why the fireplace is not far away...

In addition to fishing, why do you need to walk if you can teleport?

Bojin-Bok Magic Shop is the designated teleportation location of Knock Down Alley in the Floo Network, which is one of the reasons why it has become the largest and best business shop in Knock Down Alley.

Ulysses walked out of the fireplace, turning a blind eye to the strange and terrifying dark magic items in the room. I have seen these things the last time I came here, and there is nothing new.

After hearing the sound, Bogin Bock, who was sitting behind the counter, raised his head and took a look. After seeing Ulysses's face, he was taken aback for a while, and then squeezed out a mild smile:

"I remember you, the cunning little guest last time."

"You have a good memory, Mr. Bock."

Ulysses didn't mean to talk to him too much, and after speaking with a faint smile, he was about to walk outside the door.

Bogin Bok’s hoarse voice sounded behind him:

"Actually, it's not good. It's just that when I glanced at the reward order from the underground market some time ago, I suddenly felt a little familiar... Ulysses Lestrange? Is that the name?"

There was sarcasm in his tone. Last time it was only the desire for the ghost ring that suppressed his shrewdness. As someone who could open such a large shop in Knockdown Alley, he later understood that something was wrong with Ulysses.

Therefore, seeing him again this time, Bogin Bock’s attitude will naturally not be good.

Ulysses paused, then turned to ask:

"Reward order?"

"The old tradition of the underground black market... As long as you have money, you can make people do all crazy things."

Bogin Bok licked his lips, his eyes flashed slyly, "I'm very curious about what you did to make the Shafik family so exciting. As long as you provide your footprints, there will be five thousand gallons. If you catch it alive or Kill it directly, and you can take you to the Shafik family to receive fifty thousand gallons..."

‘It’s nothing, just kill one of their heirs and send the other to Azkaban by the way. ’

Ulysses said silently in his heart, and couldn't help sighing in secret.

For the British wizarding world, I am still unfamiliar with the place of life. I knew that there was such a reward, and what kind of fish to catch.

"Listen to you, do you want to take this gallon?"

Ulysses raised his brows and said with a smile.

"Of course. As long as there is a message, there are five thousand gallons, why not do it?"

Bogin Bok smiled with yellow teeth.

"Unfortunately, I just came over from the Broken Cauldron Bar and saw dozens of my wizards... I'm afraid it's not your turn."

Ulysses shrugged and said regretfully.

"As long as the person providing the latest news is me."

Borgin Bock said with a smile, and he stood up, trying to bring some oppression to Ulysses.

"Then what are you doing in a daze?"

Ulysses' head tilted slightly, puzzled.

Bogin Bok suddenly felt that things were a bit difficult. He thought about it for a while, and took away the greasy smile on his face, and said softly:

"I want to make a deal with you. As long as you give me the ghost ring, not only will I not reveal your whereabouts, but I will try to hide it for you..."

He still doesn't give up on the ghost ring.

Ulysses sneered. The ghost ring has helped him a lot during this year, and Bogin Bok just wanted to take it without a word. It was wishful thinking.

He opened the door, turned his head and said:

"Sorry, I don't like to stand in the way of other people's money...or, you can try to get those fifty thousand gallons, so that the ghost ring can also succeed."

For a moment, Bogin Bok thought about taking out his wand and pointing it at Ulysses' head, but Ulysses' reaction made him unable to grasp it, and he threw a rat avoidance.

His expression is fluctuating, greed and reason are fighting frantically in his mind.

Ulysses paused for two seconds, and after seeing that Bogin Bock had no intention of doing anything, he shook his head and walked out of the black magic merchandise store.

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