Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

Inside a small alley in Tumbledown Alley.

As a whirlpool slowly emerged in midair, Lorne's figure appeared in place.

He hid his brilliant blonde hair with his hood and turned his head to look around.

There aren't many wizards in Tumbledown Alley on a regular basis, let alone at noon.

Looks a little hard to find - a living sacrifice.

Lorne walked slowly into the depths of Tumbledown Alley.

It was a place where dark wizards and Death Eaters lived, and ordinary wizards would not have settled in the depths of Tumbledown Alley.

On the way, he also saw the Bogin store that was opening a shop, and there were two or three wizards in it picking up goods.

Or... Catch one and take it back?

Lorne couldn't help but think.

Anyway, it was absolutely not wrong to capture Bo Jin, but this is one of his financiers, so he can't be caught, after all, most of the refined potions are sold by him.

If you're looking for a Dark Wizard in Tumbledown Alley, Bojin should be able to come in handy.

At least he's always set up shop here, and he definitely knows more than the average person.

Thinking so, Lorne walked in with the corners of his mouth curled.

"Mr. Bogin, long time no see. "

"Oh! long time no see. "

A hint of surprise flashed across Bokin's grim countenance, and he blasted the three guests out.

Although the three guests were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to lose their temper here in Bojin.

There is no one in Tumbledown Alley who doesn't know Bogin's name.

"Are you going to sell potions?"

Bo Jin had a sad smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked ill-intentioned.

He hadn't seen the little golden-haired wizard since last year's holiday.

This also caused his compound to be out of stock for a while.

"I wonder if there's a Dark Wizard in Tumbledown Alley. "

Lorne asked with a chuckle as he reached out and took out a few bottles of potions from the Divine Power space and placed them on the glass tabletop.

"If you're looking for a dark wizard, Tumbledown Alley is everywhere. "

Bo Jin picked up a bottle of potion and looked at it, it was in good condition, and it was still a bottle of truth elixir.

"You know what I mean, Mr. Borgin. "

Lorne said, pale blue eyes staring straight into Bogin's wrinkled face.

"It's all paid for you. "

Crisis...

Bo Jin frowned at his indifferent eyes, and couldn't help but take a step back, keeping himself as far away from that gaze as possible.

"I don't know what you're looking for those outlaws?"

"But—I do have news of them here. "

With that, Borgin pulled out a copy of the Daily Prophet from under the counter and handed it to Lorne.

It's a recent daily newspaper with a portrait at the top.

It was a thin, thin wizard with a tiredness on his face that could not be concealed.

"Marcel Avery..."

Lorne whispered the witch's name.

He had heard his little girlfriend mention it as if he was a fugitive, and that Avery was one of the twenty-eight pure-bloods.

"A Death Eater on the run. "

"He ran away the other day under the escort of the Dementors, though I don't know how he escaped...", Bogin continued, pointing to the portrait of the wizard, "but he also bought some palliatives in my shop yesterday, presumably to relieve fatigue. "

"And I happen to know where he is. At this, Bo Jin sneered at the corner of his mouth.

It was clear that he was investigating the man's whereabouts from the beginning.

"Deal. "

Lorne didn't hesitate and gave all the potions to Bo Jin, a smirking old man.

And Bo Jin was also very trustworthy and gave him the address.

As for whether it will be retaliated against, don't be funny.

Bo Jin knew the ability of the little wizard in front of him, and he probably wouldn't be able to please him when he fought.

Not to mention a dark wizard who is almost half dead and still wearing shackles.

"I'm looking forward to working together next time. "

After leaving a sentence.

Lorne took the address and walked into the depths of Tumbledown Alley.

This time, the target was a Death Eater, but it wasn't too difficult for him right now.

"Right here?"

Lorne looked at the dilapidated wooden building in front of him and muttered to himself.

When he knocked on the door, he waited for a while, but no one came to open the door for him.

Don't open the door?

The corners of Lorne's mouth curled, and he withdrew his wand into his robes and stretched out his fist.

Golden thunder and lightning crackled, all around his fist.

Brontosaurus's Collapse Fist!

Boom –

With a punch, the raging thunder and lightning accompanied by the fist directly crushed the wooden door into charred wooden blocks.

The moment Lorne walked into the room, a powerful perception let him know that a spell was flying towards him.

"Avada suo!"

The green killing curse flashed, but just as it was about to hit, Lorne's body turned into lightning and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

And the tall and thin male wizard hiding in the doorway and covering his arms was panting constantly.

A pair of nervous eyes looked around, but there was no sign of it.

"Are you looking for me?"

At this time, a flat voice came from behind him, but before Marcel could react, he felt like he was being picked up.

"You're from the Ministry of Magic?!"

He shouted loudly, his expression looking like he was going crazy.

Is this a palliative to drink too much?

Lorne frowned slightly.

Palliatives also have side effects, and people who drink too much may hallucinate in their brains.

It was clear that Marcel's demented appearance was that he had drunk too much palliative.

"Forget it, drinking too much will not affect your life sacrifice. "

Lorne didn't hesitate and stomped on Marcel's wand.

Then he took out his wand and cast a petrification charm and a binding charm on him.

Throwing the immobile Death Eater Marcel into the Divine Space, Lorne was ready to return to Hogwarts.

It's only been three hours since I came out.

This time, finding the sacrifice was much easier than he had imagined.

Then the next step is to find a way to slaughter Lockhart.

With the whirlpool turning, Lorne returned to the bathroom on the fourth floor.

It's only evening, and there's still plenty of time to spend with Miss Hermione.