Settle at Hogwarts

Without the presence of old Bock, Tabor was obviously more relaxed.

"I have to say, there are quite a lot of good things in your store." Tabor said, picking through the materials in the box.

"That is, as far as I know you have been providing potions to the Malfoy family. I wonder if our Bock family will be lucky enough to cooperate with you?" Caractacus looked at Tubo hopefully.

Tabor hesitated for a moment. In fact, if you cooperate with the Bock family, you can harvest more gold galleons, but what they want is usually not a "normal" potion.

"You know, compared to other potion masters, my background is still a bit poor. I haven't tried many recipes, and I only have some free time during holidays." Tabor still felt a little bit in his heart. Exclude those who make illegal drugs.

Caractacus did not force him, but only introduced to Tabor the finished potions in the store, as well as the occasional commissioned orders for potions.

Tabor selected some materials he needed and placed them on the counter, looking at the chattering Caractacus.

"Okay, you can talk to me if you need it, but I don't accept the production of poison."

Karaktakus stopped immediately, and with a smile wrapped up everything Tabor wanted: "Of course, we are friends, and since it is cooperation, it naturally requires the consent of both parties. These things total 350 Galleons."

Tabor felt that the price was slightly lower than he had expected, but he didn't say anything. He simply counted out enough galleons and put them aside.

When Caractacus saw Tabor being so generous, the merchant soul in his heart suddenly burst out.In his impression, although Tubo was usually very low-key and spent most of his time in the library except for classes, he would not be short of money if he could cooperate with the Malfoy family.

"Tabber, your Niffler is doing well. Are you interested in getting another pet? My dad just got a dragon egg back recently. In addition, three-headed dog puppies, swallow-tailed dogs and eight-eyed spiders can also be used. Get it."

"Dragon egg?" Tabor was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that this thing was still in stock.

"Yeah, if I'm not wrong, it should be a Chinese Fireball Dragon."

Tabor narrowed his eyes and thought that except for the head of the Chinese Fireball Dragon, the whole thing was a large lizard with wings. The thought of dragon knights was instantly thrown away.

The twelve ways to eat dragon blood hot pot suddenly occupied his mind.

A dragon weighing between two and four tons would probably survive with a little bleeding and cutting of flesh.

Thinking of the two grain reserves at home, Tabor shook his head firmly: "We don't need them anymore. I'm afraid I won't be able to bear to eat them if I keep them for a long time."

Caractacus felt that he must have been hallucinating just now. Tabor actually wanted to eat dragon eggs just now, so he must have heard wrongly.

"Recently, it is the spawning and mating season for many dragon species. There are other dragons in the dragon farm in Romania. If you don't like fireball dragons, there are many other species." Caractacus saw the previous tower. The movement in Bo's eyes was a sales pitch.

"Okay, Caractacus, even if I want to raise a dragon, I don't have that big a place." Tubo glanced helplessly, and saw that Caractacus had already taken out the dragon eggs on the counter.

"Okay," Caractacus was a little disappointed that his sales failed.

"It's almost time. If it's any later, Knockturn Alley will really fall into darkness. Caractacus, is your deal over?" Old Bock, wearing a big black cloak, walked downstairs to urge the two children.

"Okay, father." Caractacus replied hastily, and then pocketed all the gold galleons.

When he was about to put the dragon egg back on the counter, he saw that there seemed to be a crack in the dragon egg.

"Dad, this egg seems to be hatching!"

Old Bock walked a few steps quickly and approached the dragon egg: "Damn profiteer, where are the fresh dragon eggs we promised? They're almost hatching!"

Tabor was also very interested in seeing the little dragon emerge from its shell, so he did not disturb the troubled old Bok.

"Here, Mr. Prince, right? I think you are very interested in dragon eggs. Look at..."

Tabor shook his head helplessly: "Raising a dragon is indeed very useful. It grows quickly and provides high-quality materials. But the problem is that I don't have a suitable place to raise a dragon."

"Crack, click."

The Chinese Fireball Dragon, which had just crawled out of the eggshell, started to chew on the eggshell without even opening its eyes.

Old Bock gritted his teeth and took out a small, dusty box from behind the shelf.

"There is enough and stable space here to raise a dragon. If you want, how about the dragon eggs for a total of 2000 galleons?"

Tabor knew that the price was not very expensive, but he thought it was troublesome!You must know that the food a dragon needs is calculated by the bucket. Although the wizard has magic to make the food he originally has more, it will be very tiring to meet the needs of a dragon.

Old Bock glanced at his son, hoping that he could help sell it, but Caractacus looked at the little dragon with fascination, with unconcealable love in his eyes.

"Well, if you really take it away, you've solved a problem for me. How about 1800 Galleons?"

Tabor thought that the Bock family could sell 10 galleons for 500 galleons!Although there was some movement in my heart, I still held it back.

"How about you give me a price?" Old Bock was already a little impatient, and his voice gradually became colder.

Tabor finally brought his attention back to Xiaolong: "What? Are you, the master of the Bock family, going to do some forced buying and selling?"

Old Bock gave a sinister laugh: "So what if it is? So what if it's not? It's getting dark now and Knockturn Alley is not very safe."

Caractacus also raised his head and pulled his father.

"Just stay here and I'll deal with you later."

Caractacus was frightened and trembled, but he still motioned to Tabor where the door was, hoping he could leave quickly.

Tabor squinted his eyes and chuckled, suddenly wanting to try his learning achievements.Anyway, even if he can't beat him, he still has the phoenix tail feathers given by Dumbledore.

"Mr. Bock, as the father of my classmate, do you really want to do this?"

Old Bock didn't take an underage wizard like Tabor seriously. Even if he was in the newspaper, no matter how outstanding his son said he was, he was just a teenage boy.

"Stop talking nonsense. You broke my dragon egg. You must buy it for 2500 Galleons."