Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Time converter?"

"Yes, time converter... You know, before I was imprisoned in Azkaban, I had been doing some resale transactions on the black market... At that time, you didn't make less money, did you? This time Voldemort After a complete failure, I gradually ran out of money and started to return to my old business..."

In the study of McNeill's home, Nott and Walton were talking quietly.

To be honest, Nott is not completely ridiculous, because he is indeed a peddler who makes a living by switching objects.

As the life of the Knott family has become more and more difficult in the past 100 years, in order to be able to maintain it, almost every generation of their family has been selling property.And this has also allowed their family to accumulate many individual collectors and vendors.

So since Knott's father, their family finally used this resource to become a black market dealer who reselled all kinds of magic items, collectibles and cherished materials.

Yes, in fact, he and Mondungus have similar means of making a living.

But compared to the latter, the objects he and his father dealt with are of relatively high value-at least Mondungus' favorite low-priced second-hand crucible, and the father and son must not look down on them.

Speaking of Mrs. Parkinson's visit to him for consultation on the time converter, from another perspective, isn't it the same as his "business"?

So to be honest, Knott really wasn't an excuse that he made casually.

Just as Walton nodded clearly, Nott only paused for a while, and quickly continued:

"And just last night I ran into a client who wanted to acquire a time converter... Did you know? As soon as he opened this mouth, I thought of you!"

"I remember that when we were sent by Voldemort to the Department of Mystery, you seemed to have taken a time converter in the cabinet of the time hall? Although this thing is of high value, it is willing to There have always been very few people receiving...Look, this time I have a chance to make a move. I was the first to think of you, brother!"

"Oh, that sounds great? Well, thanks, you deserve to be a good brother!"

Walton naturally wouldn’t think too much, because Nott’s words are indeed the truth-although the number of time converters is scarce, they are all precious research supplies from the Ministry of Magic, even if there is sporadic circulation underground, There are very few people who dare to buy home.

Once found, to a certain extent, it will be even more serious than the nature of collecting dark magic items.

"That's right," Walton thought for a while, and suddenly became a little worried. "Who is the wizard who asked you to buy the time converter? Is it an Auror?"

"Come on!" Knott immediately waved his hand when he heard the words, "You also know the situation in London now-the entire Ministry of Magic is already overwhelmed? At this time, how can they care for this kind of bait fishing? The trick?"

"Well, that's true," Walton nodded, "When I sneaked out yesterday, the ministry was already in a mess... Then, what price did the other party pay?"

"I haven't talked about it yet... After all, time converters are rare, and the probability of not being found is very high. Therefore, people must first see the goods before they are willing to negotiate the price." Nott said, "but I can't believe it? Don't worry. Right, I will help you negotiate a good price!"

...

More than half an hour later, Nott came out of McNeill's house after chatting with each other for a while in the study.When the door behind him closed again, Nott patted his chest pocket lightly, and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The time converter is here, so next, it's time to figure out the purpose of Mrs. Parkinson.

Obviously, this is certainly not an easy task without a clue.

While pacing and walking along the road in front of McNeill's house, Nott fell into a wave of silent contemplation.

"In normal times, the black market is definitely the most likely place. People who buy such illegal items will usually look for transactions there. But... in terms of the situation in London these two days, the wizards who dare to go to the black market Even if there is, it will not be that Vanessa Parkinson..."

Nott muttered to himself, pondering left and right, and nodded.

"Yes, at this time, hiding quietly at home is the most suitable choice. Therefore, while she is still at my house, it must be right to go to Parkinson's house first."

Just do it when he thinks it, Knott took a deep breath, then decisively Apparated and disappeared from the spot.In the next moment, he had already appeared near Parkinson's house.

"Tuk Tuk-"

Not long after Nott stepped forward and knocked on the door, Sita, the house elf of Parkinson's, opened the door for him.

"Hello, sir!" The elf yawned at Nott, and then said very politely, "May I have anything to do with Mr. Parkinson's visit to Parkinson's house?"

"Hmm..." Nott glanced at Theta and asked knowingly, "Is the madam there?"

"Oh, sorry sir, the hostess just happened to be out now." The elf Sita respectfully said, "However, the host is at home...Of course, if the hostess must be found, Sita can tell it on her behalf."

"Mr. Parkinson is at home?"

This was something Nott had thought of, because in his opinion, Vanessa's husband should still be in the Ministry of Magic.He is very familiar with that rigid bookworm. When he was in Hogwarts, Parkinson, who was in the same class as him, was basically a man who spent the whole day in the library.

"Then...Are there any other guests here?"

Needless to say, this is Knott's biggest concern now.If there is a guest, it is probably the one who really wants a time converter!If you can directly sell the time converter to the other party, it will definitely make more money than selling it to Vanessa.

However, the elf Sita shook his head when he heard him ask.

"There was indeed a distinguished guest here, but he left just over ten minutes ago..."

Are you a step late?

If you miss it this way, the chances of trying to find the other person will obviously be much lower. Nott can't help but feel a little upset. He would have had a few gossips at McNeill's.

Soon, Nott frowned slightly and asked:

"Do you know who that guest is?"

"Oh, yes..." Theta nodded suddenly. "It's Mr. Maca McLean."

"Mike—"

This name made Knott almost exclaimed subconsciously.Fortunately, he reacted in time and quickly stopped his involuntarily raising voice.

"Oh," he coughed lightly before asking again, "then do you know, where did he go?"

"Sorry, sir, this Sita is not clear."

...

Yes, as Knott just learned at this moment, Maca has left Parkinson's house.

Because after returning there, he immediately learned from Pansy that Vanessa had gone out.Although he also let himself be patient and waited for a while in the main hall, in the end he didn't want to waste time so much and decided to go out and find the other party.

This is not London, and there is no gray fog that can affect the perception of magic power. After analyzing the magic fluctuations left by Vanessa's Apparition near the door, he knows the general location of the opponent's appearance in a familiar way.

So just ten minutes ago, when Nott was still talking to Walton in McNeill's study, Maca had already arrived at his door.

"Boom."

Obviously without much effort, the slightly inferior wooden door was knocked by Maca like a drum, making him frowned slightly.

But the people inside didn't let him wait too long. After a while, he saw the door in front of him slightly opened, revealing a small face.

"Excuse me...Is the husband also here to find the Patriarch? He is not at home now."

It was Knott's daughter Joey who opened the door, and perhaps it is worth mentioning that Joey's name for his father was somewhat different.

The previous Vanessa estimated that because she didn't care about these little things, she didn't notice this at all.

"Patriarch?"

When Maca heard this name, she couldn't help being curious.

He naturally didn't know that Joey was Knott's daughter, no, he didn't even know that this was the home of the former Death Eater Orston Knott.And the reason why he was curious was only because this name was not common in ordinary wizard families.

So he must realize that the people living here are likely to be descendants of a down-and-out family.

Putting these guesses aside for now, Maca said to the little girl behind the door:

"No, I'm not here to find your Patriarch... Well, I think a lady should have come here just now, right? The person I'm looking for is her."

"what!"

When Joey heard this, he immediately pursed his mouth and said:

"Yes, if the husband is looking for Mrs. Parkinson, she does rest in the living room."

"Well, good," Maca smiled at the timid little girl, "I want to see her if I have something to do, please take me over, please!"

"This--"

Joey hesitated and shook his head:

"I have to ask the husband first... Sir, please wait a moment."

Before she could say anything, Maca saw her suddenly retracted her head, and then slammed the door shut again.

After stunned, Maca couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

"Click."

Accompanied by the soft sound of the lock spring, the door opened on its own, and then Maca stepped forward and walked inside-although it is not good to break into someone else's house without permission, he really does not want to spend more time .

"...Mrs. Parkinson, outside... there is a young gentleman looking for you..."

Listening to the intermittent voice of the little girl in the living room, Maca shrugged, and then immediately walked in through the door.

"Madam, you don't have to guess who it is," he said calmly in the direction of Vanessa and Joey, "it's me, McLean."