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Chapter 361 Tom Riddle's Two Nephews
The Borgin Burke store is the largest store in Knockturn Alley.

The owner, Borgin Bock, whose real name was Karaktakus Bock, was a very old wizard, always hunched over, with hair as greasy as Snape's kelp head.

He was a rather smooth wizard, his voice as greasy as his hair.

Hearing the movement in front of the door, and looking up to see two middle-aged wizards disguised as Sherlock and Dumbledore, when they walked in from the door, the corner of Mr. Burke's mouth showed a subconscious smile.

"Two guests, welcome to my store, what do you need?"

Sherlock didn't make a sound, he released the domain he controlled directly after entering the door.

Even the largest store in Knockturn Alley does not cover an area of ​​[-] square meters. At the moment when the domain is opened, everything here is completely hidden from him.

It was Dumbledore who was in charge of communicating with Mr. Burke.

He still had that gentle smile on his face, and with that middle-aged face, he gave off the feeling of a nice old man who was easy to bully.

"My name is Percival Riddle, and this is John Riddle, my brother, and we have all lived in Yorkshire."

Mr. Bork looked at Dumbledore with those old eyes, the smile on his face remained the same, but his eyes became obviously darker.

"Oh~ it's Mr. Riddle, your last name makes me feel a little familiar."

Dumbledore propped his elbows on the counter, getting closer to Mr. Burke, and deliberately lowered his voice.

"We have an uncle who has been missing for several years, Mr. Bock. He is my father's younger brother. He disappeared in the 50s. Now that my father is old, he just wants to know the identity of this brother Zeng Jin. Lately, with or without. My brothers and I did some research and found out that my uncle, Tom Riddle, came to work with you for a while before disappearing around the world in 1948, so I'd like to start with You are here to inquire about his situation."

After listening to Dumbledore's narration, Mr. Bork's cloudy eyes didn't seem to change in any way. He was silent for a few seconds, and then he frowned dully and tapped his head.

"Sorry, the old man is old and has a bad memory."

The smile on Dumbledore's face did not change, and he still looked at Mr. Bork who had only half-spoken with that peaceful look.

"However, in my impression, I did recruit an excellent young man, his surname is Riddle, um, a warm and cheerful young man who graduated from Hogwarts Gryffindor College."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, the smile on his face narrowed, and then he turned around to leave.

"It seems that we made a mistake, Mr. Bork, our family is a graduate of Slytherin College. Although my uncle has a cheerful personality, he can't reach the level of enthusiasm, but that's right, Riddle is not a person after all. Minority Surnames"

However, before he had just made a gesture to step towards the door with Sherlock, Mr. Bork behind the counter showed a suddenly realized expression.

"Ah yes, that young man graduated from Slytherin. Sorry, that's how people get old. It's easy to forget many things. It's a pity that things like Pensieves are too expensive, otherwise every old man in the wizarding world would Should have one."

Dumbledore and Sherlock turned around naturally together, Sherlock still kept a cold face and said nothing, and Dumbledore put that gentle smile on his face again.

"It's normal Mr. Bock, my father is about your age, and sometimes he can't even touch the door. But as long as you can recall this is a good thing, I hope you can provide us brothers with some help,"

A perplexed expression appeared on Mr. Bork's face.

"I want to help you too, but recently some things can't be sold, which makes me very distressed. You should also understand that an elderly person, when he is full of how to make money to make a living, will inevitably not remember some things. thing."

He is not hinting at this, it can be said to be explicit.

The smile on Dumbledore's face gradually faded, but it hadn't completely disappeared.

He gently took out a cloth bag from his pocket, and then countless small golden particles sprinkled from the bag on the ground.

Those golden beans the size of soybeans seemed to come alive with legs. They ran and climbed, and swarmed up to the counter in front of Boke, and then turned back into Jin Gallon in front of him. Ten pieces were built into one pillar, and a total of ten pillars were piled up on the glass counter.

"Of course I know the rules, Mr. Bock, there has never been a pie in Knockturn Alley, and you don't have to give us any unsalable goods. This money is our fee for buying news. If so, let’s forget about today’s matter.”

Looking at the gold coins with golden luster in front of him, a trace of greed flashed in Bork's eyes.

He picked up a piece from the pile of Galleons, and with his seasoned eyes, he could tell at a glance that it wasn't some kind of leprechaun's gold coin, but a real Galleon.

And just now Dumbledore showed his hand in front of him, it was nothing more than a warning.

There are not many wizards who can cast such a transformation technique without chanting spells or using a wand, which also provides an appropriate level for Bock's unstoppable greed.

"That's a pretty reasonable price, Mr. Riddle, thank you for providing some financial assistance to an elderly person who is self-reliant, and I will of course say what I know, hoping to give you this A little help on a family-finding trip.”

Without any movement from him, all the Galleons on the counter disappeared before Dumbledore and Sherlock's eyes.

Obviously, it is impossible to get back the money that has already been sent, and Burke also opened his mouth in his greasy voice, telling Dumbledore and Sherlock about the young man named Tom Riddle, The story of his work in the shop.

"To be honest, that uncle of yours left a very deep impression on me."

After getting the money, Bo Ke didn't even pretend, and said with a very thick skin and a bachelor.

"He was the most outstanding student among the Hogwarts graduates that year. The Ministry of Magic completely opened the door to him. There were many departments scrambling to get him, but in the end he chose to come to me to apply, saying that he would I shop as an apprentice."

(End of this chapter)