Hogwarts: Who admitted this kid?

"Father, what are you doing?"

Malfoy was taken aback by the hideous skull tattoo on his arm.

"Shut up!"

Lucius let out a low growl with a cold face, then quickly pulled back the cuffs and covered the Death Eater symbol back over.

"Remember, don't mention this to anyone, even your best friend."

"Unless you want our family to live like rats in the future, hiding in the east!"

Speaking of this, he sighed a little helplessly and said:

"I am also forced to do this, if I don't, I can't protect you and your mother."

"Remember, Draco, it's an amazing science to make the right choice at critical moments."

"I hope you can learn this soon."

With that, he put his wand back into his wand and left the Overturned Alley with Malfoy.

Just before leaving, Lucius turned his head with a complicated expression to look in the direction where the Bokin Bock store was located.

At this time, Mr. Borgin was curled up under the cabinet like an ostrich, trembling and trying to crawl down the aisle.

"Master and nephew, are you considered robbery?"

The yellow-skinned uncle jumped to the withered and shriveled head mountain, and asked with Erlang's "four, three, three" legs.

"I'm giving money after taking something, but it's not a robbery."

Li Jianguo shrugged, and then raised his leg to stop Mr. Borkin, who was about to slip away.

"Do you think I'm right? Mr. Borgin? "

It's different from the last time we met.

In just one year, this guy has become several years older.

The originally oily hair was dry and white like weeds, and the hunched back was bent even more.

In particular, most of the face seemed to melt down, always convulsing uncontrollably, and dripping with disgusting saliva.

Presumably the after-effects of being tortured by those Death Eaters with the Drill Curse.

"You..... If you do this, you will be sanctioned by the Ministry of Magic! "

Mr. Borgin trembled uncontrollably, and shouted loudly from his mouth.

"No matter what you say, I will not agree to do business with you!"

"Yes?"

Li Jianguo sighed and casually picked up the brand on a string of opal necklaces.

"Do not touch it, it has been cast - nineteen Muggles have already taken their lives."

He whispered, then turned his gaze back to Mr. Borgin.

"There should be quite a few similar things in the shop that will interest the Ministry of Magic."

"Of course, I will buy them with money." Saying that, Li Jianguo took out a small bag of gallons and threw it on the table. "I believe you will also give a reasonable price."

"You don't want to take anything from here."

When Mr. Borgin heard this, he immediately jumped up and shouted in a sharp voice.

By the way, he also took out a crooked wand and aimed it at Li Jianguo.

I only listened to the voice and said grimly:

"Don't think I'm not clear, Hogwarts students are forbidden to use magic during the holidays!"

"Unless you want to be expelled from school!"

"It's not just about using magic."

Seeing this, Li Jianguo did not panic at all, but said with a smile.

"It's like pure force."

Saying that, he also demonstrated intimately and slammed a fist on the counter next to him.

In an instant, the pear counter that had accompanied the store for many years was scattered into pieces.

Seeing this, Mr. Borgin immediately widened his pupils.

What a weird power this is!

You kid is a wizard and not a werewolf!

Shouldn't you fight with magic?

But he had seen the battle between the kid in front of him and the werewolf Fenrir, and he didn't have much confidence in his heart for a while.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully arousing the target fear and getting the system blue reward! "

As soon as the system prompt sounded, Li Jianguo's heart was immediately stable.

This old den himself is a bully and a hard master, and now the psychological defense line is estimated to be in a state of imminent defeat.

But just as he was about to take a step further, a piercing chill suddenly enveloped the entire store!

The surrounding light seemed to be sucked away by something, making the inside of the store extremely dark.

It was as if a giant hand covered the entire Bockinbock store from the outside with a thick curtain of cold.

"Jianguo, something dirty leaned over."

Uncle Huangpizi suddenly said in a deep voice.

And Mr. Borgin seemed to have thought of something, his whole face turned extremely pale, and his mouth kept chanting.

"No way, they can't come here!"

But reality often backfires.

Two huge figures with hoods slipped in lightly from the doorway.

The thing was suspended high on the ground, no feet or faces could be seen under the robe, and as it moved, the nearby darkness seemed to be swallowed up little by little.

It turned out to be a dementor!

Shouldn't these things be guarding criminals in Azkaban?

How did you come to Tipping Alley?

Seeing this, Li Jianguo couldn't help but frown.

However, the two soul eaters obviously did not intend to give him time to think about this. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

I saw that the other party was quietly approaching Li Jianguo, and pinched Li Jianguo's neck with its scab-covered palm as if it had been soaked in water.

At the same time there is a low, purring gasp.

As soon as he was approached, Li Jianguo felt a vengeful, death-like cold aura fill his lungs.

Good guy, this thing hasn't brushed your teeth since birth, the taste is really TM!

Li Jianguo was briefly stunned, and then punched the dementor's face.

But who knew that this thing not only looked like a ghost on the outside, but its body was also close to empty and invisible.

His punch not only had no effect, but was brought closer by the other party.

Even those sharp, dry fingers were about to pinch his neck.

In the next second, shrill laughter sounded in his head.

"Master and nephew, do you want the old immortal to help?"

At this moment, the voice of the yellow-skinned uncle suddenly dispelled the ugly laughter in his mind.

Li Jianguo's eyes instantly regained their clarity, and then he rolled deftly to avoid the attack of the Dementors.

"Not yet."

After pulling away, Li Jianguo grinned at the yellow-skinned uncle and pulled out the wand on his waist with his backhand.

"There's a trick I've wanted to try for a long time, and it's just in time for today."

Saying that, he raised his wand and kept thinking about something that made him happy.

Zhao Benshirt sketches, Guo Degang's crosstalk collection, chicken you are too beautiful

"Esk broke his head, it slapped ugly Naz!"

With Li Jianguo's shout, which was a little bit less pronounced, 0.......

A huge silver shadow erupted from the tip of Li Jianguo's wand and rushed straight towards the dementor!

Taking advantage of this moment, he also saw clearly what the Guardian Spirit he summoned looked like.

I saw that silver shadow quickly condensed into an entity in the air.

It's not a unicorn, and it's not a stag like Harry Potter....

It's a round fat da...

Although he didn't think that his patron saint would be this thing, Li Jianguo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

Fortunately, he was not summoned, only a stupid roe deer.

That fat da, in the form of the guardian spirit, came up and exerted the strength that the national treasure of the Dragon Kingdom should have.

Directly hammered the old fist on the body of the dementor.

It flew into the street like a rag.

Thoroughly demonstrate the power of a TM bear!

After the dementor got up, it immediately fled like a bat with a frightened face.

And the remaining dementor is now lying next to Mr. Borgin, who has been frightened and fainted.

It grabbed each other's wrists with two slimy hands, lowered its head and sucked something from Mr. Borgin in a disgusting kiss-like position.

"Cut it for me!"

Seeing this, Li Jianguo immediately ordered Fat Da.

The latter heard this and pounced on the dementor with a low roar, and then smashed it out in almost the same way as just now.

The Dementors, who were forcibly interrupted to eat, seemed to be very dissatisfied with this.

Floating in the air and roaring non-stop.

But in the face of the guardian saint who naturally restrained it, he could only choose to evacuate tactically like his classmates, and was engulfed in a cloud of darkness.

As for Fat Da, who completed the guardian task, he sat on the ground with his butt, turned his round head and glanced at Li Jianguo.

Then it turned into ancient silver smoke and disappeared.

"Kind of interesting."

The store is back to normal.

And the yellow-skinned uncle calmly sat on the shriveled man's head mountain, scratching his chin and saying to himself:

"Those two things just now are half-human, half-ghost, but they are somewhat similar to Yin Difference."

"Is there a way to drive this creature over there in the Dragon Kingdom?"

At this time, after a short silence, Li Jianguo suddenly asked.

"I don't know about that." The yellow-skinned uncle shook his head lightly and said, "Why, do you suspect that someone sent it?" "

"Eight, nine, not ten." Li Jianguo said in a deep voice.

"After all, that person has been in Azkaban for so long, and he has been exposed to these things from time to time, and he can somehow figure out how to drive them."

"That's true, too." The yellow-skinned uncle nodded when he heard this.

Thanks to Li Jianguo's timely rescue, Mr. Borgin came to his senses after a few minutes in a coma.

Perhaps out of gratitude, he did not refuse Li Jianguo's inquiry this time.

It just so happened that the other party had in his hand a piece of Qiwu Neidan that had just been collected.

It's just that when Li Jianguo got that so-called inner dan, he couldn't help but frown.

"Why is this thing so panicked?"

On the contrary, after sniffing it, the yellow-skinned uncle nodded with great certainty.

"That's right, that's the smell!"