I can enter Hogwarts in the end of the world - #132 - Chapter 132: Get the Diagon Alley Shop

The blue flames dance and flicker, ethereal and beautiful.

But many fatal dangers are often hidden under the beautiful appearance. Ian can vaguely feel the desire of this fierce fire to devour life. Although it does not have intelligence, it does possess instinct. This may be why many wizards say that Li Huo is the incarnation of the devil.

Grindelwald’s technique is also both simple and crude. To put it bluntly, it is just one word – pumping. Using your own magic power to forcibly tame the violent Li Huo is a simple method, but the threshold is extremely high.

Only wizards who have been awakened three times or more can condense magic power into a substantial force field. Just like the three-layer state changes of water, the magic power of ordinary wizards is like water vapor. The second awakening corresponds to liquid water, and the third awakening can turn it into solid – hard ice.

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Perhaps it was the first time he used it. About 20 minutes later, Ian felt that he could no longer control the fierce fire. This was even after using Grindelwald’s exclusive technique.

“It is true that out of ten who play with fire, eleven will be burned to death.”

After removing the magic, he also had an intuitive understanding of Li Huo’s irritability.

This thing was born for destruction. Unlike the pure killing like the Death Curse, Li Huo only destroys and devours, as if this is its innate mission.

Ian put this precious manuscript into the dragon skin pocket and kept it carefully. He had already learned how to use the technique, and it was just a matter of proficiency.

As for the advanced magic that follows, he can actually cast it now without any skills. The difference is that he cannot control it when it is released, and there is a high probability that he will be burned first.

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A night of silence.

The next morning, Ian woke up early. Although it was summer vacation, he still maintained his original routine.

At about 7 o’clock, the Leaky Cauldron was not open yet, and Old Tom was busy in the kitchen. After all, he had to provide breakfast to the guests living in the bar.

I walked alone to the familiar narrow alley and looked at the trash can that I once dreamed about.

Although it’s funny, for Ian, this alley and the broken trash can next to it is where his dream began.

Count three pieces upward and two pieces sideways. With a precise tap of the wand, the door to Diagon Alley was successfully opened.

Ian’s mentality at this moment is completely different from before. This time he came purely with the purpose of purchasing property. Although Ivey said that there are no properties for sale in Diagon Alley, in his opinion, as long as the price is in place, there is no such thing as not selling. .

Diagon Alley is a rectangular area with a north-south main street and a dozen east-west branches. The most famous Knockturn Alley is one of the branches.

All shops with a long history are also located on the north and south main streets. This has also led to the fact that the shops on the main streets have always been marketable and priceless. It is no exaggeration to say that every inch of land is precious.

Wandering alone in Diagon Alley, he preferred the east-west branches to the bustling north-south main streets. It had nothing to do with the price, it was just out of interest.

What I yearn for is tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle, a feeling that seems prosperous but not prosperous, and is both quiet but not quiet.

Soon he found his target, a two-story building about 70 meters away from the main street in a relatively secluded alley. Coincidentally, there is also a candy business downstairs, and the shop owner should live upstairs, because the door leading to the stairs to the second floor is locked.

This house is very much in line with Ian’s aesthetic, with an overall stone structure that leans toward the Victorian architectural style. Similar to the British stone houses in Scarborough Market, the entire house is located on this short street, which looks very peaceful and comfortable.

It feels like traveling through time and space, as if you are in a small village more than 700 years ago.

Ian admitted that his heart fell in love with the house the first time he saw it. After the boss put up the business sign, he pushed the door directly in.

To be honest, he was relieved the moment he saw his boss, a slightly fat middle-aged man. What I fear most is that the boss is a gray-haired old man, especially the kind that a husband and wife run together.

Because, for such old men, Garen seems to have lost its magic power, and what they care more about is a peaceful life and companionship. Money will always be dispensable to the old man who takes everything lightly.

“Welcome to Poppy’s Candy Shop. We have a full range of candies of all kinds.” After the middle-aged boss saw Ian entering, he began to promote his products.

Although Ian liked silence very much, the middle-aged man’s fast-talking sales pitch sounded a bit pleasant to his ears.

There is no other reason, just because this proves one thing, this boss cares about sales, and caring about sales means caring about galleons.

This wave is stable.

After calming down, Ian took out a Galleung from his pocket and said, “If you don’t mind, would you like to chat with me? It won’t affect your business.” After saying that, he threw the Galleung towards the other party. .

The unique fragrance of the golden gallon and the clear crashing sound deeply attracted the attention of this middle-aged man. The other party instantly stretched out his left hand and caught the galleons with an astonishing hand speed. At the same time, with a smile on his face, he said flatteringly:

“Of course, of course! It’s my pleasure.” After saying that, he turned around to get candies and drinks as a treat.

Ian raised his eyebrows as he watched the other party pick up the galleons.

This is undoubtedly good news. After all, such speed can only mean one thing – the other party is a bachelor.

Greedy, lustful, middle-aged bachelor, with the superposition of so many buffs, the power of Galleons may not increase exponentially.

“There’s no need to bring anything to entertain, let’s just chat.” Ian stopped the other party from making tea, not because of discrimination or mysophobia, simply…simply because he was not thirsty.

After the middle-aged man sat down, he asked calmly: “I would like to ask, can this candy shop earn 2,000 galleons a year?”

The middle-aged boss frowned at this way of chatting that revealed the truth right from the start, but seeing that the other party had been generous and elegant in the past, it only made it easier for him to get angry.

Having been around Diagon Alley for decades, he can clearly tell who can be offended and who can’t be offended.

After Ian saw the other party’s expression, he felt a little impatient, but he didn’t care, it was just to spend more money, which just saved him from wasting time on testing.

He immediately took out a handful of Galleons from his pocket, sprinkled it on the table casually, and said in an impatient tone:

“I hope you won’t try to deceive me. It’s best to tell the truth. These galleons are all yours.”

Ian was also imitating Malfoy’s behavior before.

Sure enough, after seeing his behavior, the previously frowning boss suddenly changed his face and said somewhat flatteringly: “The best time in the past ten years was only 1,500 Galleons, and the worst time was less than 700 Galleons.” , on average it’s about 1,200 Galleons.”

He inadvertently used Legilimency and discovered that what the other party said was indeed the truth.

“1,200 Galleons a year, 12,000 Galleons in ten years, and 120,000 Galleons in one hundred years.” Ian said softly. “Very good. I will give you 300,000 galleons to buy your shop, which is equivalent to your total income of more than two hundred years. I will give you a few minutes to think about it.”

The reason why we gave so much to the other party was mainly because the shop was real estate. After all, this can be passed down from generation to generation. It is exactly the kind of chicken that lays golden eggs. This is the fundamental reason why no one sells shops in Diagon Alley.

In fact, the price offered by Ian is still a bit low, but that depends on the person. This kind of single, middle-aged man who obviously has no heirs can definitely take 300,000 Galleons and spend half his life in style, instead of guarding it all by himself. Living in a shop.

The middle-aged boss is obviously a little moved. This may be the best choice for him. He took over this shop from his father. He has been stuck here for nearly 20 years, which is long enough. Thinking of this, he immediately said:

“To be honest, I am very tempted by the price, but how can you guarantee that the money will be in my hands safely and that I will not get into trouble.”

As for greedily raising prices, he never thought about it. This is not a candy selling business. He couldn’t afford to offend someone who could spend 300,000 Galleons at once.

Ian also smiled slightly when he heard this, this was an agreement. “As for the safety issue, you can rest assured. You and I will go to the Ministry of Magic to apply for the transfer contract, and I will pay the taxes.”

There has always been a set of underlying rules for the transfer of shops in Diagon Alley, which is to bypass the official Ministry of Magic. After all, 10% of the total tax is not willing to be given to the Ministry of Magic as long as you are not stupid.

However, that set of rules is only for people who are familiar and well-informed. Behind the rules is a huge pure-blood circle, and this circle only serves pure-bloods. If you don’t abide by the rules, you will not be able to gain a foothold in the UK.

But for a stranger like him, the Ministry of Magic’s intervention has become a trustworthy guarantee for both parties.

Looking at the middle-aged boss who was still hesitating, Ian said impatiently: “My time is limited, you’d better make a decision as soon as possible.”

The middle-aged boss also knew that this kind of thing might only happen to him once in his life. He gritted his teeth and said decisively: “Deal.”

Once an agreement is reached, the next step is much simpler. First, go to Gringotts to open a temporary trading vault, deposit 300,000 galleons, and then go to the Ministry of Magic to register the property with the middle-aged boss and the bearer key.

Everything went smoothly. When the two returned to the shop again, the boss’s expression of joy and relief could not be stopped. Ian also got the magic contract for this house as he wished.

“Les, I’ll give you one day. I’ll come over to take over the house at 7pm. You can take away anyone you want.”

Les Stella, Ian only knew the other party’s name when he signed the contract just now. He is a pureblood but does not belong to the Holy 28 family.

After the transaction was completed, Ian chose to leave, leaving the remaining time for the other party to pack his bags.

And Les looked at the other person’s retreating figure, thoughtfully.

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