Chapter 519 Sending Gandalf to Collect the Debt, Sirius's Arrangements Before His Death (1/2)

Chapter 519 Sending Gandalf to collect the debt, Sirius's arrangement before his death

Witnessed by Phineas, Sirius signed a formal and effective property transfer agreement.

Aaron put away the agreement with satisfaction, and then skillfully took out a piece of parchment, "Come, sign this confidentiality contract, you can't reveal anything that happened here to anyone in any way, and you have to provide me with information about Dumbledore's itinerary from time to time in the next two years."

Phineas hesitated for a moment, "How to sign?

I have neither a body nor a soul now. Are you afraid that signing a contract is not embarrassing me?"

"This is easy." Aaron put the parchment on the portrait without caring, and then the contract was slowly swallowed by the portrait.

Phineas looked at the contract floating in his hand, smiled awkwardly, and then picked up the feather pen to write his name, "Are you satisfied?"

"It's okay, just barely!"

"Then I'll leave first."

"Wait a minute." Aaron said hurriedly, "I almost forgot just now, I will make a blank portrait for you to serve as a contact point, and as for this portrait, I will find a chance to put it back.

So... you will feel the appearance of another door soon, please don't make a fuss."

"Got it." Phineas said, and then walked towards the border.

Sirius chuckled and shook his head, "I really don't know whether Dumbledore is right or wrong to drag you into the water. You are more capable than we thought, but this ability is too high."

"Uh... Thank you for the compliment, but this is just a helpless counterattack." Aaron said a little tired.

"How do you plan to transfer the Black family's wealth?" Sirius asked, "In theory, just hand over this agreement to the goblins in Gringotts. They will take the initiative to handle all this as long as you pay a certain amount of money, but I don't think you will do this kind of thing yourself, right!"

"Of course." The thought body walked in, and in the process of walking, it turned into a tall old man with a long beard and a kind face, and the white wand also turned into a long staff.

"This Transfiguration..." Sirius swallowed his saliva, "It's a bit exaggerated!"

"This is Gandalf, a good friend I made a few years ago." Aaron introduced with some nostalgia, "He and Dumbledore are the same kind of people, both like to pit their teammates.

But I can guarantee that whether it is the Order of the Phoenix or the Death Eaters, or even the entire wizarding world, few people know him, and he..."

"And I will pretend to be Sirius's best friend, go to Gringotts to complete the property transfer, and take back the gold and silver antiques at No. 12 Grimmauld Place. Of course, I will not touch the necessary things that should be left behind.

I have thought of the reason. You find me before returning to Grimmauld Street and beg me to do something for you after you die, something very, very important to Harry Potter, but you can't tell anyone."

"Resurrect Sirius Black?" Sirius said with some frustration.

"Yes, this matter requires a lot of money." Aaron said calmly, "As for whether anyone will doubt it afterwards?

The image of Gandalf can definitely reduce anyone's vigilance, and Voldemort will not give them time to doubt. The most important thing is that they can't find me."

"Hiss!" Sirius took a breath of cold air, "You, you are really evil!"

"Compared with you, it's far worse." Aaron curled his lips.

He calculated some money at most. This is still a fair trade. No one would refuse 90% of wealth in exchange for a life.

But the Order of the Phoenix directly pitted him in, without considering whether he was willing or not.

In comparison, Aaron was almost moved by his own kindness. It is estimated that there is no one more loving than him in the entire magic world.

......

Because he was worried about the long night and many dreams, Aaron sent out the thought body the next day.

He took the property transfer agreement and successfully got 90% of the wealth accumulated by the Black family from the goblins of Gringotts in the image of 'Gandalf'. After that, he went to No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

At that time, Lupin, Moody and a member of the Order of the Phoenix named Mundungus stayed at the headquarters. They were shocked when they saw Gandalf, because the Order of the Phoenix was enchanted and no one could enter under normal circumstances. How could they not feel uneasy when a strange old man suddenly broke in?

The three of them drew their wands as quickly as possible, but before they could use magic, Gandalf took the lead and raised his wand. The white light made the three people's movements pause for a moment.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not your enemy." The thought body of Gandalf holding the pipe took a puff of cigarette and blew out a smoke ring comfortably.

"Who are you?" Moody asked vigilantly, "How did you know this place?"

"Sirius asked me to come." Gandalf's face showed some sadness, "Of course it was when he was alive, as for the certificate..."

He hesitated for a moment and handed the transfer agreement to Moody, "Take a look! I know you are an Auror, you will definitely understand it.

If you don't believe me, you can go to Phineas to verify. I have some friendship with him. "

Moody's face was uncertain, and his magic eyes kept looking at Gandalf, but he couldn't see any flaws.

'Gandalf' gave him a kind smile, but he sneered in his heart.

Illusion, Transfiguration, plus the light element magic circle that weakened the effect of the magic eyes just now, and the ancient runes on the wizard's robe, four layers of BUFF added together, if Moody could see all of this, he would have been in vain.

"What is this?" Lupin asked.

"Property transfer agreement." Moody said hesitantly, "Sirius made an agreement with him before he died."

"Gandalf, my name is Gandalf." The thought body said without blushing or panting.

"If he unfortunately dies, Mr. Gandalf has the right to dispose of 90% of the Black family's property and all valuable items in No. 12 Grimmauld Place except the mansion."

"What? "Before Lupin asked, Mundungus couldn't help it, "Does that mean all the gold and silver utensils and magic tools in the headquarters belong to him?

No, I can't accept it.

If these things are sold, I, no, we will definitely make a lot of money. "

'Gandalf's' mouth twitched slightly, he never thought that there was such a talent in the Order of the Phoenix.

Damn! Fortunately, I came early, otherwise the money might have slipped away from my fingertips.

Moody and Lupin frowned, looking at Mundungus with some contempt, but they didn't say anything, this companion still has some ability, just likes to take advantage of small things.

"This is the fact, you have to accept it even if you don't want to." 'Gandalf' said lightly, "Sirius Black asked me to do something for Harry Potter, the deadline is within two years after his death.

But this matter is not easy to do, it requires a lot of money to support. "

"Is it true, Alastor?" Lupin asked.

"This agreement is true, and Phineas is the guarantor.

The most important thing is that Black emphasized in this agreement that Mr. Gandalf is as trustworthy as Dumbledore. "Moody said in a deep voice, and then looked at Gandalf seriously, "What did he ask you to do?"

"No comment, but as long as you live to two years later, you will know naturally.

I can only say that he made a lot of money in this deal." Gandalf pointed at Lupin, "You and Harry Potter will be grateful to me by then."

"How do we know if you are making it up?" Mundungus said unhappily. He was ready to steal things and sell them, and suddenly a guy came to rob him of money. It would be strange if he was happy.

"I'm just doing it according to the agreement." Gandalf took a puff of cigarette helplessly, "I also know that you don't trust a stranger like me, so...you will be responsible for collecting the property.

I only want gold and silver treasures that can be exchanged for money in Gringotts. As for other daily necessities, pots and pans, etc., you can decide for yourself.

But my time is limited, I can only give you one hour. "

"I'll go now. "Mundungus said immediately. He also knew that it was impossible for him to fight for the agreement, but it would be okay to steal one or two things when packing up!

"I'm sorry, I don't trust you." 'Gandalf' shook his head and took out a gray cloth bag and handed it to Lupin, "This is a storage bag with a traceless extension spell. How about you do this for me, an old man?

He said very clearly when he came to me that Moony would definitely believe and understand Padfoot. "

Lupin was still a little hesitant, but when he heard the two nicknames 'Moony' and 'Padfoot', all his doubts were swept away.

The fact that Sirius could tell 'Gandalf' these two nicknames was enough to show that he could be trusted.

In other words, this was the last task that Sirius arranged for him before his death, and as a close friend he must do his best to complete it.

"Sir, please wait a moment, I'll do it soon. "Lupin said, and then turned and left.

Mundungus watched as Lupin put the gold and silver utensils into the cloth bag, and his heart ached, "Uh... I'll go help him."

'Gandalf' looked at him meaningfully, and his suspicious eyes made Mundungus feel guilty. He immediately added: "I'm just going to take a look and give you an estimate. There is no other intention. After all... I won't be able to see it in the future."

"Okay! But before that, can you take me to see the room where Harry Potter lives?"

"Yes, no problem." Mundungus patted his chest and said, just a few steps away will give you a chance to embezzle, a sure win!

"Wait." Moody looked at 'Gandalf' vigilantly, "Why are you going to Harry Potter's room?"

"Just pure curiosity. "Gandalf pretended to be mysterious and spoke nonsense seriously: "A person's room can reflect his character from the side. I want to know what kind of person Harry Potter is that can make the last of the Black family shamelessly ask me to help him."

Moody's mouth twitched slightly, "Is it really like this?"

"If you don't believe me, you can go with me. If you still doubt that I will harm Harry Potter, you can change his residence."

Hearing this, Moody no longer doubted, "Maybe I am worrying too much."

"I will take you there."

Mundungus smiled, and then led the way in front.

The two came to the third floor, and Mundungus took the thought body to the second room, "It's here."

'Gandalf' smiled slightly, and a purple light flashed in his eyes. Mundungus was hypnotized without noticing it.

At the moment of opening the door, he arranged another layer of illusion to cover it. In Mundungus's opinion, this room was no different from the original one, and he also introduced the few pieces of furniture in the room with relish.

"Is that blank portrait of Phineas?" 'Gandalf' pointed to the blank wall and said.

Mundungus then pointed out the location where the frame was originally placed. "That's where Phineas occasionally sends us messages through this painting."

The thought body immediately took out Phineas's frame and hung it in front of Mundungus at the location he pointed out, and then quietly removed the hypnosis and illusion.

"Okay, I've seen it, we can go."

"Is that all?"

"Is there anything good in this room?"

"Uh... there really isn't." Mundungus said embarrassedly. With his professional eyes, he couldn't see anything valuable in this room.

'Gandalf' came to the living room on the second floor with his staff, sat on the sofa very consciously, and put himself in Moody's sight.

Mundungus winked at Moody, then quickly rushed up the stairs to help Lupin sort out the belongings in the house, and left two not-too-valuable collections for himself.

"Let me give you a piece of advice!" Gandalf smacked his cigarette holder, "The man who just sent me upstairs is not very reliable."

"What did you say?"

"Your career is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you may be doomed.

He can do some trivial things, such as logistics, intelligence, and message delivery, but big things cannot be entrusted to him, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable."

Moody paused and nodded silently.

Time passed by minute by minute. In less than an hour, Lupin and Mundungus came over with storage bags.

"All the valuable gold and silver utensils we can find are here, and some are protected by house elves. It is not easy for us to rob them." Mundungus said a little indignantly. They only got ordinary items, and some things of great commemorative value were all with Kreacher.

"It doesn't matter. It's better to be more kind to house-elves." After taking the storage bag, 'Gandalf' stood up slowly, "This is another piece of advice. The strength of house-elves is no worse than that of wizards, and their talents can accomplish things that wizards can't do."

After saying that, 'Gandalf' turned and left, "No need to send me off, and don't follow me. As long as I don't want to, you can't find me."

The three of them watched him leave. After the door was closed, Lupin and Mundungus looked at Moody, "Maybe I shouldn't ask, but what other advice did 'Gandalf' give?"

Moody:......

Should I tell you? Telling it will affect unity!