[Comprehensive] The man who sells with rope

The solar calendar is August 1980, 8 - the weather is fine - the mood is happy and happy

I always feel that Voldemort seems to have misunderstood something...

Shen Jingbing confronted the giant python for a while, and they were relatively silent in the dark night.

After a long while, Shen Jingbing was awakened by the cry of the owl, smacked her lips, bent down to put away the detector that had completed the information collection, and asked, "Sir, I think you need help."

The python hissed, and Shen Jingbing could hear it clearly. The male voice—probably the name Mr. Voldemort, whose translation was overwhelmed, spat out a word to him: "Parseltongue."

"Are you talking about me?" Shen Jingbing paused, seeing that the python was silent, neither nodding nor shaking his head, "Do you need help, sir?"

The giant python was silent for a while, until the two of them clearly heard the sound of chaotic footsteps approaching.

This voice is not just one person.

"Damn Auror!" the Dark Lord cursed.

The giant python spit out a pitch-black letter, raised its tail high, stood up half its body, spit out its fangs, turned its head and assumed an attacking posture in the direction of the sound.

In the next second, the man whose name could not be spoken gave an order, saying, "Follow him, Nagini."

Shen Jingbing glanced at him without hesitation, turned around and ran towards Knockturn Alley.

The giant python turned around and followed quickly.

The footsteps of one person and one snake were very light, and when a group of Aurors arrived at the place where they were just staying, there was no one there.

Shen Jingbing brought the monster lying on the ground back to the store.

Qi Yu turned his head to look at Shen Jingbing who had gone out and brought back a giant python: "..."

With a laugh, Shen Jingbing asked Ello if there was a way to shrink this somewhat different python to be portable, and felt relieved after getting an affirmative answer.

In his opinion, this monster lying on the ground is simply a humanoid self-propelled universe coin.

——He will definitely not be short of money!

"Mr. Voldemort." Shen Jingbing looked back at the giant python looking left and right, grinning and showing bright white teeth: "I can take you out of here, even out of England."

He wisely didn't use the word "escape" to provoke the Dark Lord who might not be very stable.

At least in his impression, the Dark Lord's nerves in the seventh part are absolutely abnormal, compared to the piece of his young soul in the diary.

God knows when the soul piece on Nagini was cut.

"Leave?" The demon lying on the ground sneered, "Why should I leave?"

Shen Jingbing flattered her, and said casually: "You will be in danger if you stay in the UK, and someone has entrusted me not to put you in danger."

"Who?"

"It's Mr. Snape." Shen Jingbing replied without thinking.

"..." The Dark Lord fell silent.

After getting the news of the Dark Lord's failure, Snape, who was discussing what to do with the local tycoon Jin in Malfoy Manor, sneezed several times.

"gentlemen?"

"Your conditions?"

"I'm a businessman, sir." Shen Jingbing smiled, "I only need Jin Jialong."

Qi Yu watched Shen Jingbing swindle the boa constrictor directly with a few words, and smacked his lips.

The money tree is worthy of being a money tree.

After sighing this sentence in his heart, he directly ordered Ello to pack Shen Jingbing's things, and he knew that this guy was ready to go.

As a matter of fact, the reason why Shen Jingbing's statement quickly gained the trust of the Dark Lord was ninety percent of the reason was——he just used the snake language.

Yes, Parseltongue.

Shen Jingbing and Qi Yu didn't think there was anything wrong with each other, because no matter what language fell into their ears, it would be transformed into a language they could understand, and what they said fell into the ears of the person they were talking to will become the language they are using.

This is a very useful cheat, thanks to the high technology.

This person is also a descendant of Slytherin. The demon king lying on the ground looked at this person, but unfortunately there was no magic wave on his body - he was a squib.

The Squibs of the Slytherins, what a pity, he thought.

"Let's avoid this short-term limelight in a few days before leaving." Shen Jingbing said, "Before that, I think we should talk about remuneration, sir."

"You are Parseltongue," the Dark Lord said suddenly, "you can get into a Slytherin vault."

"I can't, sir." Shen Jingbing didn't deny or confirm her identity as a "Parseltongue" and a "Descendant of Slytherin", but simply refuted the Dark Lord, "If I could, I would have moved out a long time ago."

"..." The Dark Lord was stunned for a moment by this person who said without hesitation that he would empty the vault.

"Before talking about our close relationship, I need a reward, sir." Shen Jingbing insisted on remuneration in three words.

"Are you short of money?"

"I think you're right." Shen Jingbing shrugged.

Without even thinking about it, the Dark Lord threw out the place where the Gringotts keys given to him by the Trix family and the Black family were stored.

Anyway, it's not his family's, so I don't feel bad about throwing it away.

Shen Jingbing looked at Qi Yu with a smile and blinked.

Two days had passed by the time Shen Jingbing left the shop with Nagini, who had shrunk down enough to be hidden in his sleeve, and the Dark Lord who had been dormant in his body because of exhaustion of energy.

Knockturn Alley was bleak and cold whether the Dark Lord was down or not, but Diagon Alley was nothing like what he had seen before.

Even in the daytime, the magical dazzles exploded one after another, and the people on the street laughed and greeted each other beamingly, and even several enthusiastic shops pulled passers-by to treat them to ice cream or chocolate.

Even the wand shop and the clothing store put up SALE wooden signs.

Tsk tsk, the devil lying on the ground is really unwelcome.

See how happy people are after he was beaten to death...

Everyone around was celebrating the death of the Dark Lord, but Shen Jingbing was about to leave here with the Dark Lord in his arms.

There is a refreshing feeling of being the villain BOSS behind the scenes, and in the future, he is the one who helped Voldemort escape from the sky!

Although no one will believe you when you say it, but being HIGH is enough.

But I don't know if the boss can get their inheritance before the Dark Lord and his henchmen are uprooted by the Ministry of Magic.

After all, the address reported by the Dark Lord sounds like more than one family's stuff is stored there.

A large number of pure-blood nobles who have been passed down for many years must... have no shortage of money.

And not necessarily all the money in Gringotts.

The nobleman's manor is so big, there must be no shortage of places to hide gold Galleons.

Shen Jingbing still trusts Qi Yu's ability other than making money. The reason why he doesn't trust the other party's ability to make money is of course because of the assets hovering around the danger line.

And the asset figures that have always been distressing, gave Shen Jingbing a sense of accomplishment after seeing himself intervened and improved a lot.

——It was almost as if he had taken care of his boss.

Shen Jingbing thought happily, followed the flow of people into the Leaky Cauldron, and opened the door to the Muggle world.