Chapter 301

A trace of ferocity appeared on Tom's face, like a beast that had finally captured its prey, satisfied and enthusiastic.

Florin's body stiffened instantly, and he could feel the coldness of Tom's palms.

He tried to stay calm, but the sound of his heartbeat was already roaring in his ears.

He wanted to touch the wand at his waist, but found that his hands were tightly grasped by Tom, making it impossible to break free.

The air seemed to be stagnant, Florin's Adam's apple rolled up and down, trying to squeeze out a smile, trying to ease the situation in front of him.

"Tom..."

His voice was trembling.

"Calm down, friend, you...I can help you if you need anything..."

However, Tom paid no attention to Florin's temptation.

His eyes were fixed on Florin, as if waiting for some kind of reaction, or appreciating the other person's fear.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and the silence filled the air between them, becoming more and more oppressive.

The surrounding atmosphere also gradually changed - some foreign tourists in the ice cream shop noticed something strange and turned their heads to look in their direction.

"What happened to them?"

A blond witch asked her companion in a low voice, nudging him lightly with her elbow.

"It doesn't look right."

Her companion frowned, looking intently at Tom and Florin, as if deciding whether to intervene.

Several wizards talked in low voices, with a hint of vigilance in their expressions.

Someone had already stood up, hesitating whether to step forward and ask.

At this moment, Tom suddenly burst out laughing. The laughter was loud and sudden, and even made Florin tremble slightly.

Immediately, Tom let go of his hand, with an exaggerated relaxed expression on his face, and raised his hand to pat Florin's shoulder. The force was neither light nor heavy, but it made Florin feel a faint pain.

"Hahaha! My old Florin, you actually take it seriously? Oh my God, I was just joking. Look at you like this, it's so funny!"

Tom laughed so hard that tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes.

Florin looked at his appearance and finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he also felt helpless.

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a complicated smile.

"You old guy, you almost scared me to death!"

Florin complained half-jokingly, but there was still a hint of nervousness in his voice.

"Don't make such a joke next time, your heart will stop in fear."

When the surrounding customers saw this, they also lowered their guard and went back to business with their heads down.

The wizards who stood up just now exchanged glances with each other, and after confirming that there was no danger, they sat back down in tacit agreement.

When Tom saw this, he laughed even more brazenly.

He raised his hand and patted his knee, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

"Hey, Florin, do you really believe that I can hurt people? Hahaha! This is so disrespectful of me! I'm just a wine seller, how could I do such a thing!"

Florin shook his head with a helpless smile, patted his apron, stood up and took two steps back.

He put his hands on his waist, his eyes fell on Tom's ice cream bowl, and his tone was half teasing and half reminder.

"Okay, okay, you can eat yours. It's already cold. If you eat it again, it will be tasteless."

Unexpectedly, Tom waved his hand with an unknown smile on his face.

He took out a shining gold Galleon from his pocket and slapped it on the table, making a crisp sound.

"If you don't want to eat it, you won't eat it. If it's cold, you won't be able to eat anything."

Tom raised his head, his tone was understated, but his eyes showed a hint of urgency.

"I still have to go to Gringotts, but I have to save some room to deal with those goblins."

With that said, he stood up, adjusted his coat, and prepared to leave.

Florin was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took a step forward, stretched out his hand to hold Tom's wrist, and said with a bit of urgency.

"Hey, is this one Sico enough for you? This is gold Galleons! What are you giving me so much for? A cup of hot ice cream only costs one Silver Sico, and I can't break it for you to make change."

Tom turned around with a nervous smile on his lips.

With a slight effort, he pulled his wrist away from Florin's hand and said in a casual tone.

"Don't think too much, just think I made a reservation in advance. I'll come and have a drink every day for the next two weeks."

Florin was stunned for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but looking at Tom's unquestionable expression, he could only nod helplessly.

He frowned and muttered quietly.

"Okay, then you remember to come. Don't come every day, just come once every other day. Last time Old Ford came every day, he ended up going blind."

When Tom heard this, he laughed, waved his hands, turned around and walked in the direction of Gringotts.

At this time, it started to snow lightly in the sky.

His back looked particularly slender under the winter snowflakes, with an indescribable coldness.

Florin stood there, watching Tom gradually go away.

His smile gradually faded from his face, replaced by a look of deep concern.

He muttered in a low voice, as if talking to himself, but also as if talking to the air.

"Tom...what's wrong with you?"

It wasn't until Tom's figure completely disappeared at the end of the road that Florin turned around and walked back to his shop.

His movement to open the door seemed a little heavy, as if he was being weighed down by something.

Outside the ice cream shop, a blonde witch stood quietly not far away, her eyes closely following the direction Tom left.

She frowned slightly, with a bit of vigilance and doubt in her eyes.

"I'll follow him."

She said softly, tilting her head to look at her companion beside her.

"You go report to the higher-ups."

The companion nodded silently, turned around and left quickly.

The blonde witch adjusted her cloak, fixed her eyes firmly on Tom's back, and followed him quietly.

——

When Florin left the ice cream shop, he nodded to several little wizards who were happily eating ice cream, showing a kind smile.

His eyes stayed on the children's faces for a moment, as if this carefree scene could temporarily dispel the haze in his heart.

However, when he turned around and pushed open the wooden door leading to the warehouse, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a deep worry.

He entered the warehouse, moving quickly and carefully, first closing the door, then locking it, and not forgetting to take out the wand from his pocket and cast a powerful soundproofing spell on the door.

The surroundings suddenly became silent, and even the noise outside was completely isolated.

Florin stood in the middle of the warehouse, frowning, his eyes swept across the shelves and tables filled with miscellaneous items, his expression more solemn than ever before.

He whispered to himself.

"This situation... it is necessary to talk to him."

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