[HP] Illusion

Even in the beginning of warm spring, it seems that as soon as you step into the alley, the lingering cold will immediately linger around you, and it seems to tell everyone that this place belongs only to darkness, and welcome to the world that belongs to you. the other side.

Harry came to Borgin-Bock's shop wearing a cloak, and Borgin seemed a little surprised by his arrival - this guy just came a few days ago, and then swept away thousands of Galleons.But when Harry put the potion to be sold this time in front of him, the well-informed Borgin was obviously close to worshiping Harry.

"As usual, sir, if you want, I will provide you with the raw materials and buy the potions you have at the best price, as long as you want." Bo Jin said excitedly.

"Obviously you know the value of these things. Since you are a person who knows the goods, and we have been working together very happily for a while, I will sell you a favor. You know, you are not the only one who wants these things." Yes, He can find another buyer, obviously Bo Jin also knows this.

Bo Jin immediately said: "It's natural, as long as you want, my shop will always welcome you."

Harry actually didn't really want to talk too much nonsense with him, as long as he achieved his goal, he had to remind Borgin today: "I think you may be curious about who I am, but I don't want to expose my Your identity, so please don't mention your potion provider to anyone, or our deal will fall through."

Harry wronged Borgin for what he said. In fact, he sent someone to investigate before he knew who this person was, but they found nothing. Until that time, Little Black came here and exposed the mysterious potion provider. Only then did he know the identity of this person.

Bojin hesitated for a moment, and soon he asked tentatively: "If I have a client who wants to..."

"I think I've made it quite clear just now, and you can make up your own mind about the rest." Harry closed his mouth, obviously saying that.

Borgin's expression darkened immediately, but Harry was too strong, and now he seemed to be his father and mother, not to mention that he was still someone who was valued by that person. This person suddenly made such a request, He couldn't think of a particularly good way to deal with it for a while.Moreover, this person came suddenly today, and he didn't come at the scheduled time, so he didn't have time to notify the adult.

It would obviously not be good in any way if that person knew about it.

"Happy transaction." Harry shook the bag containing the Galleon on his hand, and quickly put it into his space pocket. "Looking forward to our next transaction."

"Sir——" Harry turned around and left. Before Mr. Borgin could react, he said reflexively. At this time, Harry had already stepped half of his foot out of the door.

But for some reason, he took another step back and turned sideways——

Harry really didn't expect that he would meet Voldemort who had not yet been disfigured at this time. Even though the reborn Voldemort had no nose, Harry still recognized it at a glance.That handsome face was thin and pale, like wax, the whites of his eyes seemed to be filled with blood, and a red light flashed in his pupils.Voldemort obviously disguised himself well, at least Harry could see a bit of elegance and arrogance from him, Voldemort was already in his fifties, but no one would doubt him if he was only in his thirties his age.

Harry only took one look before dropping his head, making it look like he was trying to hide himself completely behind the cloak.

For a moment, Harry still felt a tingling in his forehead, but it was obviously just a psychological effect on him, similar to some kind of aftereffect.Harry tried his best to keep his composure, telling himself that it was just a face-to-face meeting, and that it wasn't too difficult.

Since he was going to take this step, it would be a matter of time before he met this person, and he couldn't let him see any flaws.

"Sir, why are you here?" Bojin's voice was full of surprise, but he could also feel his joy.

"Boggin, it looks like your guests are in a good mood—" Voldemort's voice was good, it sounded lazy and not aggressive, but Harry got goosebumps all over his body.

"—I think it's a happy transaction."

Voldemort turned around, looked at Harry who was about to leave, and said very slowly: "I hope that your business with Bokin will be as happy and smooth as it is today."

"Huh?" Harry asked with a slightly puzzled tone, "You are?" Although everyone knew that Voldemort was the mysterious man, not everyone had seen him, obviously he was more hidden behind the scenes, Take control.At least a guy like "him" who came back from abroad and joined Hogwarts to teach as soon as he returned to England must have never seen this person.

"I am a friend of Boggin," Voldemort said casually. When he said "friend", he obviously had a kind of contempt, but even if he used this tone, Boggin didn't dare to have any objections, "Since you Bojin's friend, maybe we can make friends too?"

"I'm not a friend of Mr. Bokin, I'm just one of his clients, but I will consider your suggestion." Harry tried to keep his voice calm. "But not today. I'm still a little busy today. If we meet again by fate, maybe we can discuss your suggestion."

"I have a hunch," Voldemort's voice was very soft, with almost no ups and downs, "we will meet soon."

Harry nodded politely at Voldemort and strode away.

After the contact with Voldemort just now and the attitude of this person, it is obvious that Voldemort has already developed a strong interest in him, confirming this, it also shows that his plan is still proceeding smoothly.

But today might be an unexpected day. Just as Harry walked into Diagon Alley and unbuttoned his cloak at a corner, someone suddenly strode towards him.

"Professor Prince."

"Black." Harry turned around, with a hint of surprise on his expression, "I didn't expect to meet you here again."

Regulus's face between a teenager and a young man showed a tiredness that didn't match his age. He didn't look very good. When he walked over, he was out of breath, "Did you just come out of the alley?"

Harry didn't answer directly, but frowned slightly: "You don't look well, do you need to find a place to sit down and take a rest?"

Regulus quickly glanced behind him, his frightened expression made Harry a little unclear what he was doing?Who can make him have such an expression.

"Professor Prince, can you take me out of here? I really need to take a break," he took the initiative to move closer so that Harry could clearly see the bloodshot eyes and dark circles under his eyes.

Harry waved his hand and led him away in strides, "Do you seem to be hiding from someone?"

"A lunatic," Regulus said frankly, "Although I thought he was crazy before, I didn't expect that he has recently started to go crazy with me."

"Sounds like this is someone you know," Harry said casually. "Let me guess. Is it your brother, the other Black?"

Regulus didn't answer, Harry's pace was fast, he had been a little nervous recently by Sirius, he had to quicken his pace to catch up with the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, "Forget it, I really don't I should go home during this holiday." Originally, I wanted to relax, but I didn't expect Sirius to come back with him, and even tried him in every possible way, and the content made him even more terrified.

The point is that if he didn't answer, and he didn't get a satisfactory answer, Sirius even started to blatantly monitor him, even wanting to go with him when he went to the bathroom.

Today Regulus managed to get rid of the tail named Sirius, but he was still not at ease, fearing that Sirius would suddenly appear like a ghost.

"I can provide you with a relatively quiet and comfortable environment, so that you can take a good breath," Harry said with a smile, "It's not far from here, as you should know, the Leaky Cauldron."

"What?" Hearing Harry's words, Regulus stopped in his tracks. Under the sunlight, his face was bloodless. "that place--"

"There's a box there, the boss Tom will make sure we're not disturbed by anyone, you do look—" Harry looked Regulus carefully, "you need to rest and gather your strength and energy."

"Thank you." Hearing Harry's words, Regulus finally looked better, "Thank you for your help."

Regulus' upbringing was actually better than that of Sirius, probably because his godfather had been rebellious since he was a child and had his own ideas. Harry nodded and took Regulus to the Leaky Cauldron.

This person seems to need help, and he took the initiative to call him, which means that this person may have something to talk about.Harry had spent a lot of thought on him before, if this person had started to notice now, perhaps he could also start to confirm whether this person had begun to waver.

After drinking hot black tea and eating some small desserts, Regulus seemed to have calmed down, "Thank you." He said again.

"Have you been fighting your little trouble these days?" Harry asked.

"Yes," Regulus said without thinking, but he quickly changed his words: "No."

"Huh?" Harry poured him some more hot tea.

"Although that lunatic has been making trouble for me, I'm still thinking about some other things these days." Regulus was still in a weak state, "These things made me into the current situation."

"Would you mind telling me? Maybe I can give you some advice." Harry said without changing his expression.

"Actually, you do need to give me some advice," Regulus said bluntly, "It's about some information you gave me before, and I hope you can give me some more help."

The author has something to say: the progress is relatively smooth, because Harry has a golden finger [Hey]

Haha today is a lot of people's birthdays, at least three people I know, including my father~(≧▽≦)/~Happy birthday to everyone who has a birthday today

Thanks to the cute little Xia Gouyan and Xinxinmao for mine =3=