[Comprehensive] The man who sells with rope

The solar calendar is September 1980, 9-weather is light and rainy-mood: That fucking Lockhart is really annoying!

Eat and walk to see the scenery!inside!All!have!he!

I really want to throw the antimatter balls into his mouth! !

Voldemort, you Avada, he and we are still good friends!

Shen Jingbing was not happy.

Very very upset.

Ever since he got a thousand gold Galleons from Lockhart, Lockhart never let go of any chance to get close to him without being attacked by him.

He often came over where there were people, asked a lot of questions, generously gave him Galleons, and then ran away in a hurry.

Shen Jingbing weighed the Galleons in his hands expressionlessly, the Galleons that Lockhart gave him in the past few days definitely exceeded tens of thousands.

This directly caused Shen Jingbing to never attack him even though she hated him so much.

There is a bully who is willing to give him money. Although the bully is a little annoying, it won't make him unbearable for revenge.

As long as there is money, Shen Jingbing thought, and then threw Jin Jialong into the assets, and grinned at the rising numbers.

Boss, am I good at frying chicken?

Are you overwhelmed by my arrogance!

I don't mind if you want a thigh hug!bring it on!

Shen Jingbing stretched out her thigh.

"Master, please restrain your smile." Lancelot coldly broke Shen Jingbing's fantasy, reminding him not to lose face in public, "Also, please take back your legs, the store manager is not here here."

"..." Shen Jingbing retracted her legs silently, and smiled, "Lancelot, you are so boring."

Lancelot was silent for a while, and finally spit out two words: "Shame."

What the hell!

Can you still have fun!

Lancelot, I will break up with you every minute, believe it or not!

Shen Jing pursed her lips, since Lancelot had inexplicably been concerned about Lockhart's manners since seeing him, Shen Jingbing felt that being compared with Lockhart by Lancelot was simply out of respect for his style insult!

"Although he is a bit hypocritical, his etiquette is impeccable, master." Lancelot said, "You don't need to be like him, as long as you have one-tenth of his, I won't comment. "

Shen Jingbing couldn't believe it: "You actually said that I can't even match him by one tenth!"

"It is true, master."

"Oh my God!!! There's no way to live this day!" Shen Jingbing lay on the railing with a hideous face, "Lancelot, you heartless man! If you like Lockhart, go! You go! I want to break up with you!"

Lancelot felt that this master was really annoying: "..."

Voldemort, who has been awake since Lockhart: "..."

Shen Jingbing lay on the railing and hummed half-dead.

Lancelot changed the subject wittily: "It's still half an hour before lunch time, master, we will reach our destination in two hours after lunch."

"Hmm." Shen Jingbing turned over and looked up at the sky with floating clouds, the sun made him squint his eyes.

"Shen." The devil lying on the ground suddenly spoke. He huddled in the dragon skin pocket, with the fangs sticking out of his mouth, "Where did you hear the name you told Lockhart before?"

"Ah?" Shen Jingbing groaned a few times indifferently, and without blinking an eye, replied: "I don't know, I just saw it, and then said it casually, what's wrong?"

The Dark Lord fell silent.

"By the way, Voldemort." Shen Jingbing remembered one thing, "Where do you plan to go after you leave England? Although the population of wizards is not large, they seem to be everywhere. You are now a well-known wanted criminal."

"Albanian Forest." The Dark Lord replied without hesitation.

Shen Jingbing raised her eyebrows and didn't ask why she went to that place.

But... where is the Albanian forest?

Shen Jingbing flipped through the explored map of the plane, but couldn't find the place marked the Albanian forest for a long time.

Well, in fact, for the time being, he only found out about mainland Britain and some nearby islands, and he hasn't even finished exploring Northern Ireland yet.

Shen Jingbing thought for a while, and took out a world map from the ring that he had bought on the pier before, and looked for Albania on the map—this place that sounds like a place name...it should be a place name, right?

"Albania, Albania, Albania... Ah, I found it." Shen Jingbing looked at a small piece on the map, "... so small."

Albania is located on the Balkan Peninsula right behind the Apennine boots. Shen Jingbing glanced at the route drawn on the map in an orderly manner but he still couldn't understand it. He blinked, "Probably not very far, Lancelot, we can fly ?"

"Yes." Lancelot immediately gave him an affirmative answer, but the plane of this era may be a little cruel to sit on.

The Dark Lord was silent for a while, and finally endured the question he hadn't asked for more than a month, and asked, "What exactly is that Lancelot you're talking about?"

"...Ah?" Shen Jingbing was at a loss for a moment, and then answered smoothly and naturally: "That's my son."

The devil lying on the ground: "..."

Lancelot turned off the phone angrily.

...It seems that the cheap mouth said something that shouldn't be said.

Shen Jing Bingfa was stunned for a while, "...Lancelot?"

No one cares about him.

TvT feels that this apology is useless...

Nozuonodie, why you still try.

"Voldemort..." Shen Jingbing mourned, "It's all your fault, Lancelot ignored me."

"..."

"You have to compensate me for mental damage." Shen Jingbing said with a blank expression after complaining, "I don't want any more, just give me a few more gold Galleons that the nobles provided for you."

The Dark Lord generously gave him a few addresses again.

Voldemort, why do you like hoarding food everywhere like a squirrel... Shen Jingbing sighed a little.

Then he said to Mr. Demon King lying on the ground in a rare and gentle way: "You are really a good man, Voldemort."

The Dark Lord who was not happy at all: "..."

"I thought you would go crazy because you tossed the horcrux." Shen Jingbing said, and then realized, "By the way, my store has bloodline purification technology, and it can rebond the soul... I miss you It should be quite necessary.”

Getting along these days made Voldemort completely give up the idea of ​​why Shen Jingbing knew so many inside stories, and was quite moved by the idea proposed by the other party.

Then he realized that his focus was a bit wrong - in fact Voldemort himself was feeling the side effects of splitting his soul.

He became irritable, brutal and merciless, a far cry from his original self.

But since I met this person, I seldom feel that kind of anxiety.

Of course, Shen Jingbing didn't tell the Dark Lord that since getting along with him, the food prepared for Nagini has been mixed with a lot of soul stabilizers.

He was still feeling distressed about these stabilizers, and wondered if the Galleons in those places that Voldemort mentioned before were enough to pay the price of these stabilizers.

However, half a month ago, seeing the sudden rise in assets, he finally let go of his mind.

"If I have a chance, I will go back to England and visit your shop." Voldemort replied.

Shen Jingbing wrote down the addresses that Voldemort had mentioned before, and finished her lunch under the watchful eyes of Lockhart's blinding smile.

Then he ran back to the room and took out the communicator from the ring, after a lot of tossing, he connected to the store.

The moment Qi Yu's face appeared on the screen, Shen Jingbing's expression suddenly became extremely sad: "Boss, Lancelot is ignoring me again."

Qi Yu: "..."

Sure enough, something went wrong after not seeing each other for a few days, Shen Jing sincerely did not deceive me.