Chapter 218: Trading rules
Albert did not intend to continue struggling with these questions. He looked at Aberforth and asked, "How can I make the patron saint speak?"
"Perhaps, you should first master the patron saint of the flesh, and then consider this question." Aberforth did not answer Albert\'s question.
"I think I will be able to master the patron saint of the flesh soon." Albert said softly: "If you don\'t mind, we can talk about how to make the patron saint speak before the thief comes back. The method of communication is very special. As far as I know, there is no relevant record in the library. If possible, I don\'t want to miss this opportunity."
Aberforth narrowed his eyes. If he hadn\'t paid attention to the guy in front of him with his temper before, he would directly drive him out of the pig\'s head bar. However, Albert\'s speciality caught his attention, and Aberforth wanted to see what amazing things this guy could do.
"Knowledge is priceless." Aberforth said with a smile, the little old man now looks like a profiteer.
"Of course, my reputation is very reliable." Albert understands what the other party means, doesn\'t he just want money?
However, Albert wasn\'t a fool. He raised his hands and asked, "How about the price?"
"Yes." Aberforth quickly reduced the surprise on his face and nodded.
"However, before that, you must first teach me how to get the patron saint to speak, and then pay you the other nine gallons after I learn it." Albert said his request.
"How would I know if you have mastered it?" Aberforth asked rhetorically.
"I think it will be almost at this time next year. Hagrid will be our witness." Albert looked at Hagrid and said, "Regardless of whether I have mastered it or not, I will pay you the other nine gallons, but you must Tell me how to get the patron saint to speak."
"Many wizards have not been able to summon the patron saint of flesh in their entire lives." Aberforth said meaningfully. However, he agreed and found it interesting.
He didn\'t understand where Albert\'s self-confidence came from, but this did not prevent him from this deal with Albert.
"Under normal circumstances, the physical patron saint cannot be summoned. That can only mean that they have never tried to practice the patron saint spell." Albert said plainly.
"What are you talking about, how can I not understand?" Hagrid was still a little confused.
However, Fred and the others were unbelievable that Albert was willing to spend ten gallons to learn a spell like a guy who didn\'t seem very reliable.
What\'s more nonsense is that they actually agreed.
Mondungus didn\'t let everyone wait too long, and quickly hurried back, still carrying a small bucket full of salt in his hand, and he passed the bucket directly to Albert.
"You are very insincere." Albert glanced at the salt in the small bucket, did not reach out to pick it up, but looked at Mondungus with a scrutiny gaze, and said, "The transaction must be honest, even in the black market. Only this relationship can be maintained long enough."
"Are you making fun of me?" Mondungus looked a little frustrated, and he shut up as soon as he drew out his wand, because he was surprised to find that his wand had been disarmed by the boy in front of him, and Fred and the others were also disarmed. At the first moment, he drew out his wand and pointed at himself, looking eager to try.
"This requires five barrels, maybe you should change to a larger one." Albert still kept a faint smile on his face, reminding Mondungus kindly.
"You are good." Mondungus took the wand that Albert had thrown over, and the Apparition disappeared.
"Where did you say that guy got the salt?" Li Jordan looked at the place where Mondungus had disappeared, turned his head and asked Albert.
"Is this important? The things in the black market have never been clean." Albert could of course guess that the bucket of salt was probably stolen by Mondungus from somewhere. However, Albert doesn\'t care about the origin of these things, and he is actually prepared to buy things on the black market.
After a short while, Mondungus came back cursingly, with a large bucket full of salt in his hand.
"Your Gallon." Albert put a Gallon in Mondungus\'s hand and said with a smile: "Look, isn\'t this good?"
After Mondungus saw Garon, his dissatisfaction disappeared.
It was a good deal for him, the salt and barrel were obtained from Muggles, and it only took a while to earn a gallon.
However, Mondungus soon saw the scene that silenced him, and Albert waved his wand to cast a spell on the bucket of salt.
For a moment, he raised his head and said, "It seems that you didn\'t use the copy spell to copy salt."
Not only Mondungus was silent, but Fred and the others looked at Albert in astonishment.
"Is it weird? It\'s not weird. After all, it\'s dealing with people in the black market. It\'s not wrong to be careful." Albert\'s tone is still very flat, as if he should have done this.
"What if Mondungus uses the copy curse?" Aberforth asked curiously, and the scene just refreshed his knowledge of Albert.
"What do you mean?" Albert said with a smile.
There was a longer silence around him, and no one would think that it was a friendly smile.
"This is a guy with cruel hands and black hands." Aberforth thought so.
"By the way, I hope you don\'t have an anti-tracking spell on you. If I need something, I will contact you through an owl. By the way, your name is Mondungus, right? I remember your name. "Speaking, Albert took out his notes from his pocket, and he really wrote down Mondungus\' name.
Mondungus couldn\'t help but wiped his cold sweat~www.mtlnovel.com~ secretly cursing Albert\'s insidiousness. Fortunately, he didn\'t think of using the copy curse just now, otherwise he didn\'t know what would happen.
He remembered another thing and rubbed his palms and said, "If you need rune eggs, I can find a way to get them for you. Of course, the price is not cheap."
"If you get it, you can write to me and tell me my name is Albert." Albert said, "By the way, I only need two."
"Mundungus actually agreed." Hagrid thought it was incredible.
"He can easily make money from me, why don\'t you agree?" Albert said with a curl, "Aren\'t they just for the money?"
"Are you not afraid that Mundungus will fool you with fakes and defective products?" Aberforth asked rhetorically. This is actually very common in the black market.
"I have a grudge," Albert said. "If Mondungus does this, I don\'t mind letting him understand why the flowers are so red and why the sun rises from the east."
"This is very bad." Aberforth was choked. Although he didn\'t understand the meaning of those words, he already knew Albert\'s attitude.
"It\'s time for us to go back." Hagrid said suddenly, "I will send you back. Don\'t think about staying here."
"Oh, Hagrid, we have other things." George said dryly.
"No, you have to go back, otherwise I will tell Professor McGonagall about this and tell her that you sneaked to Hogsmeade, and I think she will detain you for sure." Hagrid said unceremoniously. Killer.
"We will follow you to see Lu Wei." Lee Jordan said suddenly.
"No, you must go back to the castle now." Hagrid insisted.
"Oh, well, don\'t be angry with Hagrid."
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