Chapter 219: I Don't Have the Guts to Imitate Others and Rob People

"But..." The old witch hesitated, trying to raise the price, "We lost at least two people for this shipment..."

"What does that have to do with me?" Pierre immediately frowned, "People like you still care about this, if you are not satisfied, turn left, I don't lack children here."

Hearing this, the old witch gritted her teeth, "Okay, five hundred is five hundred."

Pierre smiled contemptuously, "That's right!"

"Wait a minute." Aaron interrupted the transaction between the two, "I'm not satisfied."

"You have no right to speak here." The old witch said viciously, "You don't really think I want to take you home! Too naive, child.

But You should thank me for sending you here. At least you still have a chance to survive. You should know that there are shops in Knockturn Alley that specialize in buying human organs. The fresher they are, the more valuable they are.

Your eyes and skin are worth 300 Galleons. Add blood, organs, and bones, and it's no problem to sell them for 1,000 Galleons. "

"Forget it! If it was so easy to make money, you wouldn't have brought me here." Aaron scratched his ears, "But I do have to thank you for helping me get rid of that guy.

I haven't been to Knockturn Alley many times. I wanted to try my luck, but you just appeared in front of me and led me the way at the fastest speed. "

The old witch looked at him dully, and she felt a little more panic in her heart.

This doesn't seem to be a harmless child. It's clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing!

"Who are you?"

"That's not important. What's important is your fate." Aaron's mouth curled up slightly, and then he looked at Pierre who was interested, "Excuse me, how much is this old immortal worth?"

"You..."

The old witch's eyes were red with anger, and she pointed at Aaron tremblingly, wishing she could strangle him on the spot.

She has been in this business for decades, and this is the first time she has encountered such an outrageous thing. The goods that are about to be sold dare to sell her, a trafficker.

"What do you mean you?" Aaron said confidently, "It seems that there is no rule that I can't sell you!

Boss, the quality of the goods this time is a bit poor, you can give it as you see fit."

Pierre laughed, and his laughter attracted dozens of black wizards around him.

Their eyes were cold, and their faces were full of curiosity and amusement.

"Interesting, so interesting." Pierre praised Aaron generously, "As long as you don't die, you will definitely be the top person in the future."

"Thank you for the compliment, many people think so."

Pierre shook his head, "Mochila is already seventy years old this year, with hidden injuries and diseases all over his body, and his strength is average. No one wants him as a slave, and he is not worth much, at most ten Galleons."

"Pierre." The old witch roared angrily, "Are you going to break the rules?"

"Of course not, everyone knows my reputation, otherwise this auction house would not have existed for so long.

The current situation is that both of you may be sellers, and it's not easy for me to do it!" Pierre sneered, "You don't even have the nerve to come to me when you haven't even subdued the person."

Mochila couldn't help cursing in his heart, and glared at Aaron fiercely. If he had known, he would have knocked the boy unconscious before coming.

"What's your name?" Pierre asked.

"Severus." Aaron said without blushing, "Severus Snape."

"Severus, I give you two choices.

One is to accept your fate honestly. If you are lucky, you can spend the rest of your life safely..."

"I choose the second one." Aaron said immediately.

"The second one is to fight with Mochila. Whoever wins decides the fate of the other person."

Mochila sneered, "I am very happy."

Aaron also shrugged, "I don't seem to have the right to choose."

The wizards in the auction hall were all very excited and consciously made room for them.

Pierre immediately cleaned his table and laid a layer of red blanket to make a simple gambling table. "Everyone, if you want to place a bet, try to be quick. You will have no chance in a while."

"I bet on Mochila, ten galleons." An old wizard with a gloomy face slapped a handful of gold coins on the table.

This seemed to be a good start. A group of wizards couldn't wait to put all the Galleons, Sickles and even Nats in their pockets on the gambling table.

Most of them bet on Mochila to win. Only seven or eight Sickles and a few Nats bet on Aaron, but no Galleons at all. This was because his odds were high and they wanted to try their luck.

In the eyes of the wizards present, this bet was a foregone conclusion. Although Mochila was old and not very strong, it was not a problem for him to control a child.

"You really have no vision." Aaron curled his lips.

"This is normal, Severus." Pierre said, "You have to fight for me! If you lose, you will not only lose the rest of your life, but also make me lose money."

Aaron rolled his eyes, walked calmly to the gambling table, and took out a purse from his pocket, "I only brought 120 gold Galleons, all on myself.

Ten to one! If you win, you will get ten times the profit. This bargain is not always available. "

Mochila bit her back teeth and made a "clucking" sound. The anger in her eyes almost turned into substance.

She regretted it. Before bringing Aaron here, she should have searched him in addition to knocking him out. More than a hundred gold galleons were gone.

Pierre was stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands, "It's really interesting, but if I were you, I wouldn't bet so much. There are not many good people here."

Aaron glanced thoughtfully at the wizards around him with shining eyes and greedy faces, "I think I am safe in the auction house, right!"

"Not necessarily." Pierre poured a basin of cold water on him, "You are just a child after all."

"I understand. "Aaron was not afraid, but laughed happily.

He drew out his wand and walked to the old witch Mochila. "Those who sell people will always be sold. Although you can't even compare to a fraction of me, a mosquito is still meat, isn't it?"

"Go to hell."

Mochila waved her wand, and a ball of light blue light shot at Aaron.

Aaron saw this, and a flash of contempt flashed in his eyes.

He originally thought that this old witch was a magician after all, and it would take some time to deal with her, but now it seems that she is only a beginner magician, and her combat experience is not ordinary.

But think about it, if she has the strength, she won't be so bad.

Aaron cast an armor spell on himself and calmly crashed into it.

Bang!

The blue light ball and the transparent barrier collided with each other and canceled each other out.

"This... is impossible. "Mochila couldn't believe it. In her imagination, she should have ended the battle with one move, and at the very least, she should have seriously injured the child. There would never be a situation where they were evenly matched.

Other wizards also looked at Aaron in astonishment, and Pierre's pupils also dilated slightly. 'Severus Snape's talent was higher than he thought.

"Old witch, seeing is believing!" Aaron said meaningfully, and then tapped his chest with his wand, and the whole person became transparent.

"Disillusionment spell."

Mochila's face was ugly, and she was cautiously alert to the surroundings.

But the next moment, a ball of white light shot out from behind her, and the whole person was knocked several meters away before falling to the ground.

Aaron lifted the invisible state, walked quickly to her, and tried a spell he had learned during this period.

"Heart-breaking."

"Ah! "

The shrill screams echoed in the auction hall, and dozens of dark wizards around were also tingling.

They naturally knew about the Unforgivable Curse, but they did not expect that a child could cast such a spell. More importantly, he performed very naturally and did not feel uncomfortable at all.

He is a tough guy, definitely a tough guy.

Many people put away their little thoughts. They originally thought that the mantis stalked the cicada, and the oriole was behind, but now it seems that the oriole is not easy to be!

"You dare to sell me, you are blind!" Aaron kicked her hard twice. Every time he waved his wand, Mochila hit the ground heavily.

Aaron stopped casting until he could see obvious blood stains on the ground.

"Severus, damn bastard!" Mochila gritted her teeth, and red blood oozed from her yellow teeth.

"Still not convinced. "Aaron sneered, flicked his wand to knock her wand away, and then aimed at her body, and pierced her heart and bones again.

"Ah!"

Soon the old witch rolled her eyes and fainted.

"What a pity, I thought she could hold on for a while longer!" Aaron shook his head with regret, then used Transfiguration to make a rope to tie her up like a dumpling, and tied a knot very considerately.

The skilled and professional technique made the onlookers doubt their lives. Is this really a child?

"You win." Pierre said, and then took out ten Galleons from his pocket, "This is her value."

"And more!"

Pierre sighed, first paid the money that Aaron had bet on to win the two wizards, and then took out a purse from the drawer and put all the gambling money on the table into it, "This should be enough."

"Boy, hand over the money. "A one-eyed wizard stood up and looked greedily at the bag in Aaron's hand.

"Alas! After all, some people want money but not life!" Aaron sighed, "I don't underestimate you, but are you sure you can beat me?"

"Not sure, but..."

Before he finished speaking, several more wizards stood up, and other fence-sitters joined in one after another. For a time, the dark wizards were unprecedentedly united.

"Hehe!" Aaron said calmly, "No one can take my money."

"We have more people." The one-eyed wizard laughed wildly, "Do you want to fight with so many of us?"

"No, I'm not that stupid." Aaron put the bag on the table neatly, "But... I swear on the honor of the Snape family, whoever starts first, I will fight him to the death.

I don't need the money, but even if I die, I will take the first one to see Merlin.

Excuse me, do you want to try?"

The corner of the one-eyed wizard's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

The others looked at each other and were no longer so aggressive.

They didn't know whether 'Severus' would do what he said, but it was undeniable that he could kill 800 enemies and lose 1,000 of his own in a one-on-one battle.

It was true that they were numerous and powerful, but they also knew each other very well. Everyone wanted the money, but no one wanted to be the first. They were not worried about 'Severus' targeted revenge. How much power could a teenager have to threaten them, but the others were not easy to deal with. If they accidentally lost half their lives, they would probably be eaten by other dark wizards in the next moment.

Besides, even if there was really an idiot who was the first, how much would the remaining dozens of people get even if they got the bag?

They were not stupid. This was not robbing Gringotts. Such a small amount of money was not worth their risk.

"Tsk! "Aaron looked around with contempt, "If you don't have the guts, don't try to rob people."

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