[Comprehensive] The man who sells with rope

June 3739, 6 in the new cosmic calendar-we don't know the weather-Monday-mood, every time I look at the time in the cosmic calendar, I feel like my youth is in a dream.

Pooh.

Did I really travel around the world?

If it weren't for that photo wall, it would feel like a dream.

It was NO.12 before going out, and it was NO.16 after a year and a half...

I always feel surrounded by the malice of the big universe.

I want revenge on society.

The Aurors were stunned when they entered the warehouse.

A giant dragon crouched in the huge warehouse, its breath spewing out strands of hot flames, and the beast's pupils spread into a hollow black circle in the not-so-bright warehouse.

The warehouse artificially shrunk by Elro made the dragon a little annoyed. He flicked his tail, hit the wall, spread his wings and stood up, shaking his head and letting out a low moan.

The dragon's eyes fell on the black-robed wizards standing at the warehouse door.

Its huge head leaned close to the dumbfounded Aurors, sniffed, and then sneezed. A puff of black smoke spewed out of its nostrils, blackening the group of Aurors.

"I said..." Shen Jingbing shrugged, Qi Yu went to appease the dragon, "You guys insisted on watching."

The Aurors watched the calmed dragon for a long time, and left the warehouse tremblingly.

It's not like these brave wizard-warriors haven't seen dragons—they've even killed... the Hungarian Horntail and a few others.

But it was the first time I saw such a dragon that was written in the book as a legend.

It was enough to scare them to death.

"Do you still need to search?" Shen Jingbing glanced at the finished coffee on the cashier counter, turned around and made another cup for Qi Yu, turned her head and smiled at the group of Aurors who were still a little bit unrepentant while drinking coffee beans They said: "There are other places, there are bigger surprises, you can go and see, but I can't guarantee the safety."

The Aurors looked at each other, hesitated for a moment and still didn't move.

"Hey, gentlemen, listen, I don't care whose order you came here." Shen Jingbing poured the ground coffee beans out of the machine, smelling the original and strong aroma of cocoa.

"Go back and tell your superiors, the person who cut off my money..." He looked at the warehouse door and smiled, "I won't be polite to him."

Come to Knockturn Alley, which specializes in black magic items, to search for dark magic items?

Are you here to tease me?

Shen Jingbing felt that her IQ was being discriminated against.

Shen Jingbing added half a spoonful of creamer and a cube of sugar to the brewed coffee according to Qi Yu's habit, stirred it and handed it to him.

With gentle eyes, Qi Yu took the coffee that was hot to the touch, smelling the coffee aroma mixed with milk, he felt comfortable all over his body.

He took a look at the ring that Shen Jingbing had been wearing but didn't take it off. After thinking about it, he decided to find someone to order a similar one.

As long as it looks the same as the one in Shen Jingbing's hand.

Good for declaring ownership.

Thinking about it, Qi Yu watched the group of Aurors in wizard robes leave the shop one by one, almost disheartened.

Shen Jingbing sat down on the chair behind the cashier.

"What's the matter?" Qi Yu drank his coffee comfortably, feeling the warmth in his bones, "I looked unhappy as soon as I came back."

"Well, I'm just not happy." Shen Jingbing looked up at the ceiling, and pointed at the door feebly, "This place is originally for selling black magic items. If you don't care about the area, the Ministry of Magic will take care of it?"

"So?" Qi Yu calmed down.

"Someone is going to mess with us." Shen Jingbing wrinkled her nose, looked at Qi Yu with a nonchalant expression, "Anyway, this is your business."

Qi Yu didn't refute him.

Shen Jingbing waved her hand, "I'm in charge of the outside and you are in charge of the inside! I'll leave the matter of the boss to you!"

Qi Yu just smiled and remained silent.

Shen Jingbing didn't pay much attention to Qi Yu's reaction, he thought for a while, went to the door, adjusted the plane number, and walked out.

He was not happy, very unhappy.

So he decided to find someone to pay for his unhappiness.

And the person who caused him to be unhappy and still be taken advantage of was undoubtedly that local tyrant named Lockhart.

Didn't you hear that he released a new book on the way back just now?

The title of the book is Sailing with Vampires

Shen Jingbing felt that according to Mr. Lockhart's character of not shedding tears when he saw the coffin and pretending not to see the coffin, the book would inevitably pour dirty water on the "vampire".

Rubbing his hands together, he thought he could prepare a Howler letter for Lockhart.

As the only commercial street for British wizards, Diagon Alley has always been quite lively.

The streets that are not spacious but full of people come and go make Shen Jing feel a kind of oppressive discomfort. He looked around for a bookstore, and finally stopped at a corner.

"Mr. Snape?" Shen Jingbing looked at the man carrying a small suitcase and called tentatively.

The man paused, turned his head, looked at Shen Jingbing, his face changed slightly, and without hesitation, he directly dragged him into a dessert shop that was not fully open.

Shen Jingbing considerately put an isolator on the table, "Tell me, you can't hear it from outside."

"Has the old bee visited you?" He paused, "I mean..."

"I know, Dumbledore, right?" Shen Jingbing sat down and ordered a large mango ice cream ball, "Well, he has come to look for it, and he has come here often in the past few months."

Snape frowned, "Mr. Shen, you know..." His voice dropped halfway through, and finally he couldn't even hear it.

"Well, I know, I threw him in the Algerian forest, he asked for it himself." Shen Jingbing looked at the large ice cream ball floating over, dug a big ball, and stuffed it into his mouth, "I'm very sorry that I borrowed from you In the name—but I think when he comes back, he will think highly of you."

"Listen, Mr. Shen, I don't want to be valued by him at all." Snape emphasized his tone, speaking bluntly, "I don't need you to use your little head to arrange my position under..."

"Even if I don't borrow your name, I will find a way to find an excuse to trick him... Cough, it's not difficult to send him away, or he can leave here by himself." Shen Jingbing ate another big spoonful of ice cream, frozen I had to shiver, "You already knew he wasn't dead, didn't you, your left hand... and Dumbledore, um... I created a good opportunity for you."

"What do you want to express?" Snape narrowed his eyes.

"I just want to say..." Shen Jingbing sat up straight and tried to look as serious as possible, "Maybe he won't be what you imagined when he comes back, maybe your spy career can be a little easier—you You know, I usually don't tell lies."

After hearing what he said, Snape didn't feel at ease in his heart, instead he raised it high.

In fact Snape hadn't wanted to be an agent for either of them - a spy to put it mildly.

Snape didn't know what he could live for after Lily was killed by him. It didn't mean that he couldn't live without Lily, but that the grief and guilt after killing his beloved were far greater than his desire to survive.

Dumbledore gave him a good sustenance.

-Harry Potter.

This made Snape, who had been nestled in the pharmacy of Malfoy's house day and night after the Dark Lord and the Potters died together, finally pulled his head out of the endless potion making.

Then he and his overworked blond friend went to see Qi Yu the day before the Wizengamot court.

A year and a half later they are all safe and much brighter than before.

But what Snape always cared about was the blood of the Potters.

Oh, I hate to generalize Lily into the Potters, it's disgusting.

"I heard that you have become a professor at Hogwarts?" Shen Jingbing ate ice cream under the early summer sun with big mouthfuls. She was twitched a few times by the cold, and after she calmed down, she choked again with great comfort.

Snape was acquiescing, didn't speak, just looked at him in disgust.

Shen Jingbing's mood went down when he saw this gaze. He rolled his eyes and threw the spoon into the cup, "Mr. Snape, did I or my store manager tell you something?"

Snape raised an eyebrow at him.

"I think you should wash your hair more often, at least once every two days." Shen Jing sincerely suggested, "We have shampoos with various scents in our store, which are good for anti-dandruff, oil control and protection of hair, and..."

The potion master's face was dark, "I don't need it!"

Shen Jing ignored him and said to himself: "There is also a card that can communicate with the deceased. Of course, it can only be used once."

Snape fell silent.

"I guess you need it very much..." Shen Jingbing paused, "Shampoo." The gift.

Snape looked at him blankly.

Shen Jingbing smiled with satisfaction, "Welcome to the 'Everything' convenience store."

After finishing speaking, he put away the isolator, asked the boss to pay the bill and walked away.

Shen Jingbing felt that she was in a better mood for a moment.

But it was just a blink of an eye, Shen Jingbing continued to go to Lihen Bookstore.

His luck is very good, someone is taking a photo with enthusiastic fans in Lihen Bookstore with his new work at the moment.

Shen Jingbing leaned against the door of the bookstore and looked at it for a long time, clicked his tongue twice, picked up a book and flipped through it, as expected, except that he really listened to him and changed the name of the vampire, it was almost the same as what he saw before. The manuscript is no different.

If you take a closer look, you can see that the description has become a little more obscure.

But the essence remains the same.

This idiot regards himself as a hero, and the "vampire" is naturally a little monster understood by the hero.

It is worth mentioning that Lockhart also added a python pet to the "vampire" in the article.

Shen Jingbing looked at Lockhart who was smiling brightly, and the other party happened to see off a wave of excited fans and looked towards the door.

His face suddenly changed.

Shen Jingbin narrowed her eyes happily, walked towards him, held his collar, smiled apologetically at the owner of Lihen Bookstore, and dragged him into the warehouse.

Almost effortlessly, Shen Jingbing got [-] Galleons from Lockhart in one go.

Shen Jingbing felt that she couldn't go on like this, and her conscience was eaten by Wang Wang.

But this is also counted in the scope of legitimate income - it can be regarded as rights protection, otherwise he should have received a subpoena from the court of the plane long ago.

When Shen Jingbing thought about it, her guilt immediately disappeared completely.

Thinking about being able to cheat is one thing, and the truth is not to take advantage of the bastard.

Then he ran back to the store happily carrying a bag of Gold Gallon.

Qi Yu was completely numb to the fact that Shen Jingbing brought back [-] universe coins in just one trip. Shen Jingbing's ability to steal money has always been too strong, Qi Yu didn't show too much surprise.

But he still rubbed Shen Jingbing's head in relief, and praised him without hesitation.

Shen Jingbing grinned, her tail was almost up to the sky.

He deeply felt the importance of outsourcing business to the survival of the entire store and the increase in assets. Counting with his fingers, it seemed that the cosmic time he had passed since he came to this store was only nearly four months, and he brought so much to this store. With multiple assets, Shen Jingbing feels that he is simply the god of marketing.

Sure enough, as long as you seriously make up your mind to do something, no matter how difficult or bad you are, you will grow rapidly under the force of the external environment.

Shen Jingbing praised herself for realizing such a high-end foreign style, high-grade low-key luxury and connotation.

It's so cool that I have no friends!

Book III of Greek Mythology