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Well, now that I know there’s an auction tonight.

Naturally, he also prepared some things in advance, and auctioned them through Snape's channels to recover some funds.

With a wave of his wand, he put all the gold Galleons in the vault and the scattered magic items into the space extension bag around his waist.

Looking at the empty vault, he nodded secretly.

Then......

Standing behind Lockhart, the young goblin Nott, who had seen the entire scene, asked with a distressed look on his face, "Sir, are you really going to take all the gold Galleons?"

It was as if Lockhart had taken his gold Galleons.

Seeing the expression of the goblin Nott, Lockhart almost couldn't help laughing, and suddenly recalled what happened in the bank in his previous life.

He had heard in his previous life that some banks really treated depositors' money as their own and used it at will.

Then something went wrong...

Later, in order to prevent depositors from withdrawing their money, various means were used.

I just don't know if fairies would do such a thing.

With his mind turning, Lockhart nodded seriously, without giving a direct answer, and said calmly: "Come on, take me to get my payment."

When the goblin Nott heard this, he covered his chest with his hands in pain, and walked outside with Lockhart dejectedly.

Then, Lockhart watched the somewhat depressed goblin close the vault door, and blew a whistle to summon a cart, which took him and slid along the railway.

Soon, we arrived at a spacious platform - the general layout was the same as the marble hall above.

Behind the scattered counters, a small number of goblins sat on high stools.

However, there are very few people here, and there are also very few counters. The overall environment is much darker, not as bright and clean as Marble Paradise. There is even some dirt on the ground that has not been wiped clean.

This left Lockhart speechless.

Even if you don't want people to withdraw money, is it necessary to make the environment so disgusting?

He now had a deeper understanding of the nature of these goblins.

He has taken the miser Grandet's characteristics to the extreme.

The hall in front is for services, where people come to deposit money or open the safe, etc.

Maybe in their eyes, it's just giving money.

So it was made very clean and bright, with many service windows and a pretty good service attitude, at least that's how it seemed in the original body's memory.

But in the hall at the back, many people came to withdraw money like me.

result.....

He shook his head slightly, gathered his thoughts, walked to a counter, and handed over an envelope, which showed the stamp that the goblin in the hall had previously stamped on it.

He said to the fairy calmly: "I want to collect my royalties."

Then he emphasized, "A total of 2745 gold Galleons."

He was a little worried now. If he didn't emphasize it, these goblins would do something to him.

After all...the nature of these goblins is really unreliable.

The process of obtaining gold galleons went smoothly without any accidents.

After taking it, he turned around, took out three gold Galleons and handed them to the young elf Lot in front of him.

Lockhart gently patted the goblin Nott's shoulder and said calmly, "Two gold Galleons are used to continue to maintain my vault. More gold Galleons will be delivered later."

"The remaining one is your tip."

"Thank you sir, thank you..."

After the fairy Nott received his tip, he swept away his previous dejection and expressed his gratitude with excitement on his face.

But what it didn't notice was that when Lockhart patted his shoulder just now, a light golden mark quietly emerged and then disappeared in an instant.

Chapter 122 Gugu, the one who seeks death (please subscribe, please vote for the monthly ticket)

Tuesday night, Towns Square, London.

"Snape, how much do you know about this black market?"

“I never thought that the black market would be in such a busy square.”

"......"

Lockhart followed Snape as he strolled around Turns Square. He looked at the Muggles wandering around the square and asked Snape in a casual manner.

However, Snape seemed like a piece of wood and heard nothing about Lockhart's question. He seemed to want to get rid of something and subconsciously sped up.

And Lockhart was not surprised at all, or rather...he was used to it.

He casually cast a concealment spell on the ball-eating bird Gugu who was looking around, and continued to follow Snape's steps.

After a while, Snape stopped and Lockhart looked at the slender, dark black telephone pole in front of him, feeling the faint magical fluctuations emanating from it, and a strange thought emerged in his mind.

I didn't expect the entrance to the black market to be so weird. Normally, it would be fine if I didn't get electrocuted by the electric pole.

What if it was neglected due to the Muggle shielding spell and fell into disrepair, resulting in a power leak?

Tsk tsk tsk, that would be really fun - touch one, one dies!

While daydreaming, Lockhart imitated Snape and reached out to touch a spot in the middle of the telephone pole, then pressed hard, and in an instant, his figure disappeared.

The scene changed, and in a flash, Lockhart found himself in a very noisy place, similar to Diagon Alley.

There were wizards of all kinds all around wearing colorful wizard robes.

Many of them exude an aura of despair, darkness, and evil—dark wizards.

There is another part that is well-dressed and elegant like myself now.

If I'm not mistaken, he should be a wizard from a pure-blood family or a wizard who has received a formal education.

As for Professor Snape, although he looked clean, he had a cold face and wore a black wizard robe. He looked like a big bat, exuding a cold aura.

At first glance, he's definitely a dark wizard.

Snape looked at Lockhart's eyes and was a little unhappy. He said coldly: "Lockhart, follow closely, otherwise you can't enter the auction. You can walk around the black market by yourself!"

Having said that, without waiting for Lockhart's reaction, he walked straight forward.

But Lockhart didn't care. Now he was the demander and Snape was the supplier, so naturally he had nothing to say.

When he becomes the supplier and Snape becomes the demander, then we will have a chance to play slowly.

Soon, Lockhart followed Snape into a hall.

A Squib who looked like a waiter came over and Snape handed over an invitation.

The sharp-eyed Lockhart saw the dark green mark moving on the surface of the invitation letter and seemed to be thinking about something.

Afterwards, the dumb cannon was seen saluting respectfully and leading the way.

Seeing this scene, Lockhart felt a little emotional.

The status of a Squib in the wizarding world is indeed quite low, and they even seem humble because they want to learn magic.

If they are given the opportunity, I really don’t know what kind of potential they can unleash?

With a flash of thought in his mind, Lockhart followed Snape into a long corridor and through a black wooden door.

After entering, he was a little surprised to see that there was only a small box inside, but then he heard the waiter who led the way introducing it to Snape.

"Professor Snape, this is your box."

“Through projection, you can quickly see the current auction items.”

“You can join the auction by simply pressing a button.”

"........"

Soon, the waiter finished introducing the functions of the entire box and left the box respectfully.

Lockhart looked around the box, cast a counter-spell on the Gugu on his shoulder, and revealed his figure.

He touched Gugu's dark blue fur and placed it directly on the table in the middle of the box - there were some magic snacks there.

"Gugu..."

Watching Gugu tilting his head to look at the various snacks that appeared in front of him, he called out with curiosity from time to time, stretched out his wings to touch them carefully, and when he felt there was no danger, he started eating them one by one.

Lockhart glanced at it and didn't take it seriously. This greedy cuckoo basically accepted any food that was offered to him.

It's such a waste of its good intuition. Look at Spider-Man, he uses it to do good deeds, while Gugu uses it to explore for food.

Thoughts turn.

Lockhart walked straight to the glass opposite, looked at the large number of wizards sitting below, turned to look at Snape, and said with some emotion: "Snape, it seems that your identity is very useful."

"If it were me, I would probably sit down there to attend the auction."

"Don't think about these useless things." Snape reminded lightly: "Check how many gold galleons you have brought with you. Don't wait until the auction items come out and find that you have no money to buy them."

"Don't worry, I've brought my family fortune with me this time." Lockhart showed no concern for Snape's reminder and seemed quite confident.

Today I went to Gringotts and took out all my assets. On the way, I went to the Travers family, signed a contract for the supply of youth potions in the Marvel world, and got a deposit.

Plus the magical items that he had prepared for auction in advance.

Lockhart said that he had a lot of money tonight.

Snape was somewhat surprised at the confidence revealed in Lockhart's words, but didn't think any more about it.

After all, this guy has found a lot of hidden goodies, and he might have a large amount of gold Galleons in his hands.

Immediately, he found a seat and sat down, closing his eyes and waiting for the auction to begin.

After looking around the entire box, Lockhart took out a book and read quietly, waiting for the auction to begin.

.............

"Dear gentlemen and ladies, welcome to the Blackstone Auction."

"......"

Lockhart came back to his senses from the book when he heard the voice next to him.

Looking at Gugu, who was tilting his head in the box and looking at Snape curiously, Lockhart's eyes twitched slightly.

He did not forget that Snape once mentioned that the brain of the ball bird was a good thing.

Afterwards, he no longer cared about the suicidal Gugu, called out to Snape, and stared intently at the magic projection in front of him.

In the projection, a goblin stood on a high platform with a family of potions on it, and shouted loudly: "Dream Soul Potion, this is a good thing that the Ministry of Magic prohibits from selling."

"Dear wizards, do you want to improve your mental power? Here is a set of dream soul potions, 10 bottles in total, to help you experience the beauty of rapid growth of mental power."

"The starting price is 50 gold galleons......."

"........"

The familiar name made Lockhart look at him curiously, and then he couldn't help but glance at Snape who had his eyes closed.

Good man, Snape thought the same as him, wanting to make a fortune at the auction.

This set of dream potions, including the bottles and even the markings, were exactly the same as the ones Snape gave him.

Soon, the price of this set of Dream Soul Potion rose to 100 gold Galleons, and was finally purchased by someone from a pure-blood family at a high price of 130 gold Galleons.

At the moment the price was determined, Lockhart was sure that he saw a smile flash across Snape's cold face.

Then, he stopped paying attention to Snape, pulled Gugu back, held him in his arms, and looked at the magic projection in front of them together with Gugu.

One auction item after another continued to appear in Lockhart's eyes.

Whenever Lockhart saw something that interested him, he would buy it for gold galleons.

Suddenly, the auction item that appeared in front of him attracted Lockhart's attention. To be precise, even Snape opened his eyes and took a look.

"Dear wizards, do you want to embrace the goddess of luck? Do you want to solve problems like God? Do you want to..."

A series of extremely tempting words came out of the fairy's mouth.

Then, he shouted loudly: "Yes, what you see before you is the top potion in the wizarding world - the Felicity Potion!"