[Comprehensive] The man who sells with rope

Connected.

Voldemort, don't pretend we're still good friends.

Do you want to try again?

Cut you up every minute and feed the dragon.

Shen Jingbing was carrying four bags in his hand, but such a small bag made him feel heavy.

His expression was very stiff, and he believed that Snape behind him would not be any better. Shen Jingbing didn't dare to lift the bag in his hand. If something was damaged, who knew what would happen.

He looked down at the tough and tight cowhide bag, adjusted his expression, and gave the potions master behind him who was completely shocked and speechless had time to not look so groggy.

Shen Jingbing felt that she was really a caring little padded jacket, a considerate little angel, such a good service attitude must be given a hundred praises.

He looked back at Snape, who had a tense face, and the expression on his face under the hood was unclear.

"This shop can provide you with any potion ingredients." Shen Jingbing put on a smile and pointed out: "It is guaranteed to be fresh and never adulterated."

Snape snorted softly when he heard the words, of course he knew that the items in the other party's hands were absolutely fresh and not adulterated - even if he hadn't witnessed everything just now with his own eyes, he could clearly feel that the four leather bags couldn't hide it. Strong magical fluctuations.

What's more, having witnessed all this with his own eyes - Snape was sure and sure that the other party had no chance to deceive his own brain or vision, so he didn't doubt the purity and authenticity of these things at all.

"Sir, you can take a look." Shen Jingbing opened his pocket, took a look, and said, "The first-class ancient dragon blood, dragon skin, dragon scale... oh, and it came off not long ago as a gift from the dragon's friendship." Teeth that came down, and elf hair and nails—they didn't give little gifts."

The potion master glanced at him, took two steps forward, glanced at him, resisted the desire to take it back and throw it into the crucible for a try, and nodded slightly to Shen Jingbing.

The return journey is still long.

Shen Jingbing recalled the setting of this world and the supposed plot, paused slightly, and casually asked: "Sir, may I ask what time is...?"

Snape didn't mind this mundane question, in fact he was quite satisfied with being able to buy such high-quality materials, and although he couldn't say anything good about it, he was undoubtedly quite satisfied with the store.

With a light wave of the wand in his hand, a beautiful arc was drawn, and a line of light green numbers appeared on the trajectory of the wand.

1980.7.31-09.40PM

Shen Jingbing glanced at the year ahead and thanked Snape.

Shen Jingbing racked his brains for a while, but in the end he could only regretfully tell himself that he did not remember the year in Harry Potter—because he only watched the movie, how could the movie he watched purely for entertainment? Would you go out of your way to study the year in which this story took place?

But he couldn't ask Snape directly.

Shen Jingbing was a little distressed.

Qi Yu leaned against the warehouse gate and waited for them, glanced at the things Shen Jingbing was carrying, and asked Elro to scan the plane particles brought by the black-robed man, and found what he wanted.

For example, the currency unit of the world.

"Old rule, get a discount for the first business you open." Qi Yu looked at the two people at the warehouse door and said, then turned and walked back to the cashier counter, "[-] Galleons get a [-]% discount, [-]. "

Shen Jingbing was a little surprised at this number that sounded too small. For him who directly cheated several 10 taels of gold before, this amount was really small.

What surprised him even more was that Snape frowned at the price.

He wasn't a Malfoy who didn't need money, and as far as he knew, the pocket money that even the Malfoy children got each term was only a thousand Galleons.

Of course, this is pure pocket money after excluding all other expenses.

After working under the Dark Lord for so many years, Snape had received a lot of rewards, but the [-] Galleons was enough to spend more than half of his savings for many years.

Qi Yu glanced at Shen Jingbing, and sent him the exchange rate between Galleon and Cosmos.

Shen Jingbing took a look, and the tiger's body shook.

2:1! !

Galleon [-], Cosmic Coin [-]!

Shen Jingbing looked at Snape and was a little immobile.

He kind of wanted to hug Snape's thigh and beg him to take him to meet the legendary local tycoon, Golden Malfoy.

However, he still put on a very polite smile and asked, "Sir?"

Snape thought for a while, but still couldn't hold back, he put the piece of key in his hand on the counter, then directly cut a section of parchment from the counter, and wrote a few simple words, "This is Gringotts the key, you can get it yourself."

Shen Jingbing's eyes lit up.

Qi Yu raised his eyebrows, glanced at the key, "You really trust us."

"Those who can raise dragons and elves will not be greedy for such a small amount of money." Snape still had no expression on his face, and snorted coldly, "Unless his head is filled with the snot of trolls."

Shen Jingbing, who was stuffed with the monster's snot, said, "..."

Qi Yu glanced at Shen Jingbing with a half-smile, reached out to accept the keys, and handed the four bags to Snape.

Watching the billowing black cloud rising behind the man, he opened the door and walked out, Qi Yu turned to look at Shen Jingbing, and shuddered as he stared at his head, "Do you really think he will entrust all his deposits to us?"

"..."

Qi Yu laughed at him: "Naive!"

"..."

"madness!"

"..."

"Why do I have you..."

Shen Jingbing grinned and interrupted him, "What if it's true!"

"If it's true, do you really plan to vacate?"

Shen Jing stared at him.

"Innocent!"

"..."

"madness!"

"There is no end to QAQ!"

But Shen Jingbing, who ran out of Knockturn Alley overnight to Gringotts, had to admit that Qi Yu was right.

It turned out that Snape didn't put much money in this small warehouse, and it was only a little more than twenty-four thousand.

Shen Jingbing looked at the ashesy Jin Gallons in the corner of the warehouse that was emptied in an instant, pouted, picked up his last morals and walked out.

Diagon Alley was very quiet at night, except for Gringotts, which were brightly lit, all the shops were turned off.

Shen Jing shrank her neck, her eyes rolled around and looked at the windy street, after thinking about it, she poked the detector in her hand into the soil while no one was there.

The surroundings are very quiet, and you can clearly hear the sound of the wind and the sound of the signboard being blown by the wind colliding with the hook or other things.

The sound of something rubbing against the rough gravel on the ground made people feel creepy, Shen Jingbing felt that the sound was getting closer, turned around anxiously but saw nothing.

"Master, don't look back." Lancelot, who had just finished upgrading the system and turned it on, suddenly made a sound, which made Shen Jingbing tremble.

"What, what's wrong?"

"There is a boa constrictor that is growing its mouth and seems to be trying to swallow you."

What the hell!

Shen Jingbing bounced away abruptly, staring wide-eyed at the dark-striped snake that was well hidden in the darkness, and gulped at the protruding fangs of the other party.

"Nagini—" a hoarse male voice suddenly appeared, "Get out of here, quickly."

"Okay, dear master." The little girl replied in a crisp voice.

Shen Jingbing looked at the giant snake that put away its fangs and was about to leave, as if it was stuck, and said in a daze, "Voldemort?"

The giant python suddenly turned around!