Hogwarts Asylum

I don’t know since when, Knockturn Alley has become an alley that doesn’t see sunlight all year round.

Diagon Alley, the busiest street in the wizarding world, is right next door, but Knockturn Alley is getting more and more gloomy.

Compared with the glamorous Diagon Alley, Knockturn Alley is like a trash can that hides dirt and evil. Stolen materials, stolen money, illegal items, and everything that cannot be put on the table will flow here.

Therefore, Knockturn Alley, which looks deserted and rundown on the surface, is actually the largest black market in the wizarding world. Here, you can find all kinds of strange and weird things, and even the babies of dangerous creatures that are banned by the Ministry of Magic can be purchased.

Knockturn Alley is such a mixed bag that you can never tell whether the person standing in front of you is a dark wizard who just escaped from Azkaban, because except for those with serious identities, most people here are secretive. Cover up.

Many people say that Knockturn Alley, which hides filth and evil, is the base camp of dark wizards.

The Ministry of Magic also thinks so, so whenever necessary, a large group of Aurors will make a surprise inspection here, and then either take away the unlucky dark wizards who failed to receive the news in advance, or take away boxes that failed to be Dark magic items hidden in time.

Many old wizards who grew up in Knockturn Alley firmly believe that it was the Ministry of Magic that turned the place into this horrible state.

Because they have all heard from their elders that Knockturn Alley used to be more prosperous than Diagon Alley. At that time, wizards from all over the world often came here and left behind galleons.

They said that it was the Ministry of Magic that moved the shops that bought and sold dark magic items here. They said it was to facilitate management, but in fact it was to bring the dark wizards together to catch them all.

The young people didn't believe this statement. How could a guy like a Ministry of Magic official who knew nothing but fart speeches be so smart? And how could a wizard like Old Burke be willing to move from Diagon Alley? To Knockturn Alley.

They prefer to believe that Knockturn Alley was like this from the beginning.

They can accept that there once was a street busier than Diagon Alley, but they cannot accept that that street was a dilapidated Knockturn Alley.

Old Leger was different from those old wizards and young people. He had watched Knockturn Alley fall into this state of decline step by step with his own eyes.

Because Old Laig is a long-lived goblin, he never cares about this. At most, he sometimes complains that fewer and fewer wizards come to Knockturn Alley to dig for gold.

Old Legg's full name is Legnac, which is the same as the former goblin king, so he almost always says to everyone that his ancestor is Legnac I, the great goblin king who created the Sword of Gryffindor.

The reason why it was expelled from the clan was because the current Goblin Grand Elder was suppressing their lineage in order to control Gringotts alone.

But no one believes it at all. Everyone is more willing to believe that it is just a crazy goblin who seeks out relationships to increase his worth. After all, no matter how greedy the goblin is, he will not even dare to ask for 100 galleons to build a shovel. Bring your own materials.

This morning, as usual, old Legge went crazy again in front of everyone.

It jumped up and down and shouted: "I'm going to build a weapon more powerful than Gryffindor's sword soon! Those worms in the Presbyterian Church will beg me to come back!"

Passers-by are already used to this. This crazy goblin shouts this almost every day. Everyone knows that it can only survive by defrauding money in this way.

Some people often lament that there are still a lot of fools in the world, and every now and then there is a new person who is being taken advantage of. With the idea of ​​giving it a try, their pockets are emptied, and in the end they only get a rusty iron rod.

But something was strange today. Old Legg was making more noise than before. He waved his arms, knocking on the door of this house, patting the window of that house, and from time to time he would pick up a stone and put it in his pocket like a treasure.

Passers-by were all speculating that maybe the old goblin had gone crazy because he had not found his victim for a long time, so some passers-by began to consider whether to give old Legg a hard blow to free him while also letting him go. Meet the ancestors in its dream.

Otherwise, if someone is accidentally bitten by Old Legg, he doesn't know whether he will be infected with some crazy disease. This crazy goblin has no money to pay for medical expenses, and he can't even get a knut out of his mouth if he kills it.

The kind passerby didn't think long before a wizard, clad in a hooded black robe and wearing a black mask, walked out of the corner.

Seeing the wizard slowly walking towards Old Leger, passers-by stopped one after another. They all crossed their arms and watched, ready to watch the show. They felt that this was the wronged person who had been deceived by Old Leger and came back for revenge.

Old Legg was still jumping up and down, not noticing anyone approaching him at all.

The wizard walked up behind Old Leger, stretched out a hand from his robe, and quickly and accurately pinched the neck of Old Leger who was screaming and shouting.

Old Legg's screams suddenly stopped. It struggled desperately, trying to open the palms on its neck with both hands. After the attempt failed, it began to wave its arms, hoping that someone could help it.

But no one paid any attention to its plea for help. There were no nosy guys in Knockturn Alley, at least none alive.

The passers-by dispersed after seeing Old Legg being carried into his goblin blacksmith shop. Although they were a little curious about how this enemy would treat Old Legg, no one thought to find out.

……

From the outside, Legnak Fairy King's Blacksmith Shop looks like a broken house with a hole in the roof, a door that doesn't close tightly, and a window that leaks air. Even what you see when you first enter is a shabby scene. When a thief comes to visit, he may take out his wallet and leave a few Knuts as a sign of poverty.

Broken wine bottles, rotten wood, moldy fruit cores and other domestic garbage were spread on the floor in a thick layer, making it look like a garbage dump.

The only furniture here is a counter located in the innermost part. The counter has been wiped clean, forming a strong contrast with the garbage on the floor.

Orolin, no, he should be called Sauron now.

Sauron pinched Old Leger's neck and came to the counter. After seeing the small hole as thick as a finger under the counter, he roughly dragged Old Leger's hand and stuffed his finger into the hole.

After waiting for a while and getting no response, Sauron let go of Old Legg.

Old Legg was coughing and gasping for air. For a moment just now, he felt that he had seen Tai Lao.

"Hurry up!" Sauron said impatiently.

Old Legg calmed down before looking at Sauron. His cloudy eyes were filled with the joy of succeeding in his conspiracy.

"I'll count to three. If you don't open the door, our agreement will be void."

"three two……"

"Okay, okay," Old Legg promised, but his movements were very slow, "Today's young people are so rude. I think little Delphi was so well-behaved back then, you..."

A rusty iron rod suddenly pressed against the back of old Legg's head.