I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

Chapter 136

"It's been two months, you're too cautious, those saints just sell things and don't care about the future."

It was a female voice, apparently speaking from the only witch among them.

Then a hoarse voice said sharply.

"Did you forget that Scott's arm was broken, why did I become like this!"

"That's because they found out that we wanted to steal their things. Now they have sold things to others. We are just robbing other people's things and selling them. This has nothing to do with them."

The female voice defended in a low voice, the hoarse voice was obviously the hunchbacked old man, who was the dominant player in their team.

"You have not experienced that era, and you will not understand the horror of the saints at that time. Even if they have been imprisoned for more than 40 years, they are not something we can provoke. Death, if I hadn't stopped you all at the last minute, and paid them all of our net worth, you would all have to die there!"

At this time, the black-robed wizard also came here. He struggled to climb into the screaming shack with one arm. Only then did Lynn realize that his right arm was empty.

"Scott, did you notice anything in the back?"

"No, but someone who spends a long time alone in a pub in the afternoon is a little suspicious."

"He may be the buyer. Don't worry about that. As long as the person who wants to buy something doesn't play tricks, we will trade normally and do nothing else."

"Ragno, is it really okay for us to kill that man?"

"Stupid pig! I told you don't call me Ragno, call me John! And everyone's already killed, what are you afraid of? We're going to sell this bottle of unicorn blood we've got Go, then leave Europe, and have money and go anywhere and have a good time."

"That's right, Penny and I will get married after this vote."

"Shut up! You brainless pig! Who made you say that!"

Lynn wasn't listening to the conversation behind them, everything he wanted to know had been heard.

The crow flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

He guessed right, the bottle of unicorn blood was really because of his relationship, and Quirrell had the opportunity to come into contact with it.

And the source of blood is Abros, which is Rozier and the others.

Listening to their tone, this group of people is obviously not a good kind.

This bottle of blood was not bought by them through conventional means at all. At first, they actually wanted to steal the saints' things. Later, they were stopped by the hunchbacked old man at a critical moment, which allowed them to save their lives. But after losing all his belongings, one person broke his hand, and the hunchbacked old man did not know what the hell he looked like.

Later, in order to recover the loss, they killed the wizard who bought the unicorn blood by regular means, and then took it out and resold it, and the final buyer was Quirrell.

These four people are a group of robbers who kill people and steal goods!

This bottle of blood is from Arbroath, which also proves that there must be something wrong with it.

It's not Lynn's narcissism. Objectively speaking, with the level of attention that Rozier's saints show to him, if drinking this bottle of unicorn blood really has no side effects, they will have nine percent of them. There is a ten chance that it will be sent to him instead of being sold.

Moreover, when they were talking just now, someone inadvertently called the name Ragno to the hunchbacked old man, which made Lynn feel a little familiar.

He seemed to have heard or seen it somewhere not too long ago.

Lynn flew back to Hogwarts from Hogsmeade.

When he got to school, he went straight back to his dormitory and started to rummage through the books he had read recently, trying to find out where he had seen the name Ragno.

But he turned over all the books he had read in the past two weeks, but found nothing.

Lynn tucked his hair, wondering if he remembered it wrong.

Even if it was ordinary unicorn blood, he didn't plan to let Voldemort get it, so he would undoubtedly regain some strength earlier, and Lynn's plan would take more risks.

But if he wanted to cut his beard in advance and buy it from that gang of robbers at a higher price, Lynn was not very happy.

He always felt that the scumbags of the hunchbacked old man were very uncomfortable.

As for black eating black...

He is not a gang of reckless Gryffindors. He thinks that he has learned a few hands of black magic, and his magic power is higher than that of normal wizards, and he is invincible in the world.

The other party has four adult wizards with no bottom line. Generally, such a wizard who is willing to degenerate to become a robber must also be a black wizard who is proficient in black magic.

Let him go to the enemy camp alone, and unless Lynn and the troll change their minds, he will not be able to do such a thing.

Lynn has no clue as to how to break this deal, but there is still a day for him to think about it, and now he has to go to the auditorium to have dinner to fill his stomach.

At dinner time, Cedric was eagerly giving them predictions about the home of this year's Academy Cup.

"After Harry Potter joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team, they have dominated the current Quidditch game. This year's Quidditch Cup is basically Gryffindor. Academy Cup..."

Having said that, he turned his head and glanced at the hourglass on the high platform of the auditorium that marked the scores of the four colleges. In the hourglass representing Slytherin, the green gems almost filled the hourglass, leaving the other three colleges far away. left behind.

Cedric said sourly.

"If there are no surprises, this year Slytherin will win the Academy Cup for seven consecutive years."

Lynn's face is comparable to the walls of Hogwarts, he said of course.

"Of course, who made me so good?"

"It's shameless."

Ian said expressionlessly.

"Shut up! You are jealous of me!"

While they were chatting, hula la and a flock of owls flew into the auditorium.

One of them flew to Lynn, and the owl delivered a newspaper.

"It's today's Daily Prophet, but how come it was delivered to me at night."

Lynn grumbled and fed the newspaper delivery owl some crumbs.

Suddenly, Lynn was stunned when he saw the newspaper in his hand.