Take Uncle Nine to Hogwarts

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"Although this house belongs to Knockturn Alley, it is actually closer to Diagon Alley...Look at the back door of this big garden behind it, from there, go along that path Cross the bridge, pass through the woods, and you can go straight to Diagon Alley..."

The haunted house was being sold by a squat, unshaven wizard with short, bowlegged legs, long, unruly ginger hair, and swollen, bloodshot eyes.

Smoking a bad-smelling cigarette by his mouth, his body smelled strongly of a mixture of tobacco and alcohol, and his whole body smelled like a rag.

"My name is Mundungus Fletcher, what's your name before I ask you?"

Mundungus looked at the mysterious young man in front of him, and the young man replied in a cold voice:

"Li Xian."

"Li Xian?"

Mundungus rolled his eyes, and seemed to think of something, and asked with great interest: "Recently, a little guy who sells big tonic soup appeared in Diagon Alley, he told you..."

"He's my brother."

Li Xian replied: "He is an enviable Xian, and I am an embarrassing present!"

"Hahaha, you are being modest, I can see that you are a talented person, it must be..."

Mundungus was thinking about how to flatter the other party. The young man named Li Xian looked around the room and said coldly:

"The lighting on the front is poor, the roof has obvious signs of rain leakage, and other damaged places will require a lot of money to repair. The most important thing is... this is a haunted house. So you say The price needs to be lowered a little more!"

"Sir, this is not good! Someone wanted to buy this place with 100 galleons just now?"

When Mundungus heard that the other party was going to lower the price as soon as he came up, his mood of wanting to say something good just disappeared without a trace:

"This is a good location, Knockturn Alley is in front of the door, and..."

But before Mundungus finished speaking, Li Xian looked at the advertisement again and said that the selling price was 50 Galleon gold coins. Li Xian spoke again, his voice seemed to be a few degrees colder:

"But it's a haunted house!!!"

"Even if it's a haunted house, it's a hot commodity. There are so many people buying it. If you don't believe me, new customers will come to your door as soon as you leave?"

"Sure, then I'll come back tomorrow."

"I told you, he's in demand!"

"Then the day after tomorrow!"

Seeing that Li Xian really turned around and was about to leave, Mundungus, who knew that it was impossible to meet such a "taken advantage" who offered to deliver to his door, hurriedly chased after him: "Wait a minute, sir. If the price is not suitable, we can buy it again." Let's discuss it."

"40 Galleon gold coins."

"What? Why did you lower the price? It's impossible!"

"It was you who raised the price first. So my current bid is 30 galleons!"

"No no no!!! Listen to me, this price is absolutely not acceptable!!!"

"20......"

Just when Li Xian was about to drop it again, Mundungus hurriedly stopped him: "35 Galleon gold coins, there must be no less."

"make a deal!"

Li Xian still said with a cold tone: "I'm glad to have completed this deal with you, Mr. Mundungus!"

At this moment, Mundungus ate the yellow lotus with a face full of indescribable bitterness.

After signing the contract, Li Xian looked back at the dilapidated two-story haunted house. His first real estate in the magic world was settled in this way.

After completing the resale, Mundungus quickly left Knockturn Alley with the gold coins.

Li Xian remembers the character line of this guy. During the transfer mission when the protagonist Harry Potter was 17 years old, he played one of the fake Potters, but because of his timidity, he escaped on the spot, and finally indirectly killed Mad-Eye. Moody!

It's not surprising that Mundungus, who has been with various low-level people for a long time, appeared in Knockturn Alley, but... the property in front of him is so good, why is this guy in such a hurry to sell it at a low price?

And on the other side...

Priest Simu, who was invited by Uncle Jiu, has also come to the Lin family drugstore.

Today's Taoist Simu has long since lost his job of driving corpses, so he switched careers and started a funeral home business with his old friend Master Yixiu.

I was often complained by Uncle Jiu, two people work together...one collects the corpse and the other saves.

He looked at the four-eyed Taoist priest who was dressed in a Tang suit and came upright.

Brother Nine Uncle deliberately prodded: "Why did you wear your shroud?!"

"This is a Tang suit!"

Priest Simu corrected him immediately: "In our line of work, you only wear suits or Tang suits, which makes you look professional. Look at whether you dress in the west or the east, how do you give customers trust?"

"No need, I'm fine now."

The two people who bickered as soon as they met, after 10 minutes of mosaic language output, finally remembered today's business.

"I heard that you are going to be a professor at that Westside School of Magic?"

"I invited you here to let you see my new apprentice."

"It's not the first time you've accepted an apprentice. I'll just give him a gift in a while. Tell me about the magic school?"

Seeing the impatient look on the face of the four-eyed Taoist priest, a little smugness flashed across Uncle Jiu's face:

"It's nothing, but the principal has heard my name, Lin Zhengying, for a long time, so he came all the way to invite me to teach. It's been a long journey, and he is sincere, not to mention that the principal is quite old...so Brother, I reluctantly agreed, and went to their school to be a professor for fun."

The Taoist priest with four eyes looked at Uncle Jiu's smug expression. Although he was secretly jealous, he tried his best not to explode, but his tone was unavoidably sour:

"It's a pity that you will have to travel thousands of miles in the future, don't you? If you calculate it this way, you will not lose money..."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome!"

Uncle Jiu pointed to his kitchen: "A handful of special ashes will be there in the blink of an eye."

"What do you mean?"

The four-eyed Daoist looked puzzled, and Uncle Jiu immediately shouted: "Xiao Xianzi, show it to your uncle!"

"It's Master, Uncle Four Eyes please!"

Li Xian turned around and went to the kitchen, and the four-eyed priest followed curiously.

Li Xian grabbed a handful of ashes and shouted at the gas hood:

"Diagon Alley!!!"

As soon as the ashes were sprinkled, a cloud of green flames appeared in an instant, and the whole person disappeared in place.

The Taoist priest with four eyes came back to his senses and said with a disdainful smile: "Senior brother, this little trick... I can still see it, brother."

Uncle Jiu was unhurried, with a mysterious smile on his face: "Why don't you grab a handful and play with it."

At this time, Lin Azhi, who came to join in the fun, couldn't get too close because he was allergic to Floo powder, but he still stood at a distance and hurriedly reminded: "Uncle, you must clearly state your name, it's Diagon Alley!"

Lin Azhi repeated it again, and the four-eyed Taoist priest grabbed a handful of ashes with a puzzled face, and after repeating Li Xian's operation just now, he also disappeared in place immediately.

The expression on Uncle Jiu's face could no longer control his complacency:

"This time, let your kid have a good eye-opener."

"Dad, won't you come with me?"

Lin Azhi asked, Uncle Jiu waved his hand: "What am I going to do? Arguing with foreigners in front of him? Wouldn't it be embarrassing to throw them abroad? Let Xiao Xianzi play with his uncle for a while Make me happy, will you give less gifts to my uncle?"

Lin Azhi saw a sly smile flashing across her father's Uncle Jiu's face, and said in her heart: You also said that your apprentice is rebellious, you, as a master, have not set a good example......