The transcendent successor of Harry Potter

Christmas holiday: December 20th – January 5th.

On the first day of the Christmas holidays, the weather was not too good, with clouds and fog, and the weather in Europe always felt oppressive.

Early in the morning, a figure wearing a black cloak and the darkness under the hood covered his face, and his body was immature, and he stepped into the alley alone, even under the usual scorching sun, it looked gloomy and messy.

Carrying the humidity in the air and the faint smell of blood, the cold wind was constantly blowing from the depths of the alley, and the cloak on the figure was blowing, rumbling.

At this time, the figure had just reached the middle of the overturned alley, suddenly stopped, sensed in his heart, raised his head, indifferent eyes under the hood, and casually glanced around.

“It’s a really familiar feeling, I remember the first time I came to Overturn Alley, it was like yesterday.” An emotion came from under the hood.

At this time, I saw him gently put down his hood, revealing his appearance, with clear eyebrows, bright eyes and bright teeth, and the appearance of a teenager.

Unlike Diagon Alley, at this moment, in the overturned alley, even if it was just early morning, there were already a large number of wizards mixed with fish and dragons, sneakily constantly walking through this dark and narrow alley.

Inevitably, one by one, cloaked wizards also saw this figure in the alley that stopped in place.

But rarely, all the wizards who saw it subconsciously avoided it, and even secretly, the wizards who were originally a little greedy were also shocked and immediately chose to quietly fade.

Seeing this, Wilkes snorted coldly with disdain in his heart, and sure enough, if he didn’t show his face, there would really be some trouble.

In such a short distance just walked, he sensed at least three wizards, sneakily walking around him, probably trying to take advantage of him.

“I’m afraid it’s been too long since I came, and I’ve forgotten about me Wilkes, but it’s not a good bone to gnaw.” A haze flashed in Wilkes’ eyes.

People who dare to sneak up the alley as teenagers, the entire wizarding world, except Wilkes, who else can there be.

Exactly Wilkes.

Just after returning from Hogwarts, the wizard residential area between Overturned Alley and Diagon Alley, Wilkes simply repaired and immediately chose to come here non-stop.

The purpose is to find someone.

If you want to enter the Sden Lake Black Market, you must have a store in the Stearnlake Black Market, and the only person Wilkes knows is Borkin!

After solving the “tail”, Wilkes once again strolled through the gloomy overturned alley, skillfully walking through the alleys.

Finally, he came to a storefront that looked a little shabby and English-framed, but it was more like a down-and-out grocery store.

“13B Overturned Alley, Bockinbock Store.” Wilkes muttered secretly, staring up at the shop, without pause, and went straight in.

“Jingle Bell!”

As soon as you enter the door, you hear the sound of customers coming.

In the shop, there seemed to be customers at this moment, a faceless wizard dressed in black wizard robes, was at the counter, negotiating the price with Bogin, who was hunched over and had thinning hair but shiny oil.

As soon as a guest entered the door, Borgin, who was talking, casually looked sideways at the door, and when he saw the comer, suddenly, an inexplicable brilliance flashed in his eyes.

Wilkes was not a regular visitor, after all, Borgin knew, and he went to Hogwarts, although he did not know what the plan was.

Wilkes looked indifferent, walked directly to the counter, ignored whether there were any customers in the store, and stood in front of the counter.

Boom! Boom!

Wilkes knocked on the counter, turned his head indifferently, stared at the wizard in the store who did not dare to show his face, and said seemingly blandly:

“The deal is over, come back tomorrow.”

Suddenly, the two sides of the store, who had just been discussing Garon, Bogin and the guests, all fell silent.

Borgin hunched over, not knowing what he was thinking, seemed to look at Wilkes with some surprise, and his behavior, but did not say anything to stop it.

And the wizard in the cloak, the wizard’s robe clenched into fists, immediately turned his head angrily, the transaction was interrupted, no one will be happy.

But the next moment, after the man saw the comer, he hurriedly withdrew his emotions, froze in place for several breaths, and then, with a cold snort, he turned around slowly, shook his robe, and was about to leave the Boginbock store.

“How could I run into this guy, hum, forget it, it’s just a piece of magic material, there’s no need to provoke that… Lunatic. The man whispered secretly through gritted teeth.

As long as the wizards who often trade in Overturned Alley, and even the dark wizards, there is no one who does not know Wilkes, after all, he is too legendary.

A teenager who began to tumble in the alley at the age of ten, what could be more convincing.

In the Overturned Alley, there used to be many wizards who wanted to covet Wilkes, but now, they are gone, and Wilkes is still here.

The answer is self-evident.

And the event that really made Wilkes “madman”, this title, was a year ago, a dark wizard coveted Wilkes’ Garon, and after the shot, and most importantly, the dark wizard survived although embarrassed.

That was also the most murderous one Wilkes had ever experienced, just a little, and he couldn’t walk here today.

Afterwards, Wilkes, who was sure to repay him, also planned for several weeks to deter other wizards who had evil intentions against him, and finally…

Sneak attack killed the man!

Leaving no living mouth for those who have hurt themselves comes from a ten-year-old boy.

There was also a light rain that day, and the drizzle fell on Wilkes’ indifferent cheeks, and under the countless secretly peeping eyes, he did not have the slightest expression afterwards and left quietly.

At that moment, everyone’s hearts couldn’t help but gush out a trace of coolness.

There was no revenge after free, no bloodthirsty viciousness, no domineering demonstrations, no villainous will, just indifferently gone.

It was as if he killed that man just because he did something to himself, he had to die, and everything was as it should be.

Among the wizards peeping, there was no lack of ruthless ones, but they were all turned away, and under the rain, the back of the hooded Wilkes was deeply shocked.

Just like a young wrecked wolf, even if it is young, it will still bite bloodthirstily for prey and enemies, Wilkes is such a person.

From that day on, no one would provoke him unless necessary.

Unless you are sure that you can kill him with one blow, otherwise, in the days to come, I am afraid that you will be stared at by a secret look, and you will be subjected to unreasonable retaliation at any time.

……

The man who turned away, as soon as he left the Bockinbock store, turned around quickly and disappeared into a dark bend in the overturned alley.

In the Bockinbock store, the somewhat treacherous Borgin stared at Wilkes for a long time before saying with ill-will:

“Mr. Wilkes, it was a big deal just now, of course, for you, it was just a small amount of money, but I don’t know what you came to trade this time.”

Although Borgin said with a little ill-will, he was actually looking forward to a deal with Wilkes even more.

“Tsk.” Wilkes sneered disdainfully, and shook his head a little: “For a big man like Mr. Bogin, a few galleons’ business can also be called ‘big deal’?” ”

Speaking, Wilkes’ eyes flashed, and suddenly his body stretched forward, and said a little temptingly:

“This time, I came with tens of thousands of galleons with me, I don’t know if Mr. Bogin is interested…”