Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

One is a wizard who lived a thousand years ago, and one who has fallen into time itself.

Whoever it is, Ivan wants to see it is very difficult, not least in the present circumstances.

“If you come, you will always find a way.” Ivan said, "Put the time converter back in,“ what are you going to do? ”

“Follow Delphi first and get the time converter she said.” Riddle said.

“Let this be our primary objective.” Ivan nodded, “Tom, don't you feel it? The future is interesting, the times are evolving, the convergence of technology and magic, the clash of civilizations, even the raising of little elves at home has changed so much. ”

“Very good indeed!” Riddle glanced at the elves dressed like fairies.

With Riddles watching, he was afraid to take a step back and his face was panicked.

He doesn't know why Riddle and Ivan stopped here, is he not satisfied with his service?

“Yeah, I can't wait to see me, Hermione and the others in the future.” Ivan continued, seemingly not hearing Riddle say the opposite, “Looks like Voldemort and Evil God have been defeated and everything is moving in the right direction, what do you think you will become? Does it still exist? ”

“I am immortal, I definitely got a new body...”

“That's right, I have such a lovely daughter, so, Tom, we...”

“I told you, don't...”

Riddle's words were interrupted, and the Elvish Service was anxious to say, "Gentlemen, do you use the flying network? ”

“Oh, we're going to use it, thank you!” Ivan said, seeing the guards walking in, "Come on, Tom! ”

The next second, the pale Riddle disappeared and Ivan walked into the fireplace into the still burning turquoise flame.

“Flip the alley!” He left and left the elf standing staring.

Even as times have progressed so much, the use of flying nets remains a very uncomfortable journey.

Evan seemed to have been sucked into a giant socket hole, his body spinning rapidly, and the whistling sound next to his ear was deafening.

The spinning green flame made him feel dizzy, and he turned and turned and saw a series of furnace doors blurring across.

Then he arrived at his destination and landed on an ice-cold stone floor.

Ivan misses Phoenix a little, and it's much more comfortable with the changeover space than that.

He walked out of the fireplace in front of a spacious and dim wizard shop.

Time seems to be stagnating inside the Bourgenberg store compared to the big change in the Ministry of Magic.

Evan and Harry had seen the shop outside on that summer vacation in first grade, and the layout had hardly changed.

On the mat in the glass box in front of him, there was a withered hand, a pile of bloody cards, a teapot missing a corner and a stuck glass eye, a rugged mask staring down at the wall, a variety of human bones on the counter, and a rusty pointed toothed device hanging from the ceiling.

Poor Mr. Borkin, the merchandise in his shop seems very unpopular...

Not surprisingly, Ivan can't see which normal wizard would need this.

Delphi was standing in front of the counter, looking seriously at the withered hand on the mat.

“This store is interesting, selling and recycling all kinds of interesting dark magic items, I've been here a few times before and a lot of things are useful.” Delphi said, "Look at the introduction to this thing, Glorious Hand, insert a candle, only the person with it can see the light, I think we should need one, maybe we'll use it. ”

“You're very eye-catching, my dear lady, and this is the best friend of thieves and bandits, for 500 gold gallons. ”

A man with a bowed camel back appeared behind the counter, and he was Mr. Borkin.

He was old enough to have gray hair and a smile on his face that made him feel like a fraud and smooth.

Five hundred Golden Gallons, just to get the money back to Evan, he won't touch this filthy man either.

“Well, let's see, do you have any invisible clothes here?” Delphi asked.

“Yes, that's my treasure. I need 10,000 gold gallons.” Mr. Borkin's tone is close to melancholy.

“Price is not a problem!” Delphi didn't even blink her eyes, "you took it out and let me see. ”

Looks like Voldemort or some other Death Eaters left Delphi a lot of inheritance and didn't care about the money.

Either this was the time, or Golden Gallon was devalued too fast.

What's the difference between buying an invisible jacket for 10,000 gold gallons and robbing money?

In Ivan's familiar time, invisible clothing, though precious, is not uncommon, and can be made whenever there is invisible animal fur or strong invisible agent soaked ingredients, ranging in price from 300 to 2,000 gold gallons depending on the strength of the effect.

Evan never heard that someone spent 10,000 gold gallons on invisible clothes.

If it's really because of the devaluation of the currency, he has an urge to go back in time and sell things back to this point...

“Evan, come and see this glorious hand.” Delphi turned around and said, "Where's Tom? ”

“Oh, he's back there!” Ivan said.

As soon as the voice went down, Riddle pretended to come out of the fireplace.

He narrowed his eyes and looked around with interest, apparently familiar with the shop.

That's when Mr. Borkin walked out the back of the counter with his invisible clothes, and he saw Riddle.

The smile on his face vanished, quickly becoming a thrill and a fear, and he recognized Riddle's identity.

Evan has heard that Riddle did not go to the Ministry of Magic after graduating from Hogwarts, but came to the store unexpectedly looking for precious collectibles to make the Horcrux, so Mr. Borkin is familiar with Riddle.

This is not a good memory, especially after Riddle became Voldemort...

Mr. Borkin couldn't believe watching Riddle just come out of the fireplace, his body trembling uncontrollably.

“Li, Li, Li...” He gasped heavily and was greatly stimulated, "Riddle! ”

Voldemort has failed, he is dead, but why does this boy look so much like...

Absolutely right, it's simply impossible to admit it wrong.

He'll never forget it. It's definitely Tom Riddle!

Voldemort is back!

Black Devil King is back!

Mr. Borkin wondered why Riddle was so young.

But he went on to think of the magic of the Dark Demon King, a magic he didn't understand, and that must be it.

Voldemort was immortal. He conquered death. He came back again!

It is foreseeable that the magic realm will boil again and the war will begin soon...