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Capítulo 11: 11- The Ancient Greengrass Family

This first prop surprised Mr. Borgin.

He could tell at a glance that the bracelet was made of some kind of animal bones, but he didn't expect it to be the skull of a goblin.

Looking at the size of the beads, one goblin can only make one bead, but there are thirteen beads on this bracelet! This means that in order to make such a bracelet, at least thirteen goblins must be hunted.

It would be impossible to make this bracelet now, and not to mention the difficulty of hunting goblins, the pressure from public opinion alone can mess up everything.

This is no longer the time in the Middle Ages. Although there is no "goblin life is precious" atmosphere, the Ministry of Magic prohibits wizards from hunting goblins.

Although the bracelet that Rhys took out was very precious, Mr. Borgin couldn't praise it all, so how could he lower the price? How can he make money without lowering prices? He runs a "black" store after all.

After a moment of silence, he conceived the reason for lowering the price: "To acquire this bracelet, I have to take a high risk... After all, it took thirteen goblins to make it. I don't have the confidence to buy it and then sell it to another. Not many people have collections these days.

In the current magical world, there are only a few people who engage in forging - fairies often forge, but this thing obviously cannot be sold to them, so its special effects can only be said to be better than nothing, not to mention that this type of item comes with the people's prejudice like- 'your resentment towards those creatures is also very strong', right?

How about ..ten galleons? "

After looking for a lot of flaws in the bracelets, Mr. Borgin had a pained look on his face, slapped the table, and quoted an astonishing price in a tone of "You got a big advantage." He was talking to Lupet as she was clearly an adult.

Lupet's two slender eyebrows immediately stood up when she heard the quotation. Before she could get angry, Rhys revealed his own price.

"130 Galleons, even one sickle less."

"It's hard-"

Rhys made a direct gesture to put the box away.

"Wait a minute, I won't make any money from this deal, so let's just make friends." Mr. Borgin burst out with agility that shouldn't be expected at his age.

He grabbed the small box and touched it with a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

A bag of gold galleons comes out

Rhys chuckled lightly, which was regarded as approval of the business.

Judging from Mr. Borgin's actions, his price was still low, and he felt that the price could be higher if he worked hard.

Just when Rhys was about to introduce his other two magic items, Mr. Borgin cleared his throat.

"Speaking of which, are those people outside the door your friends?"

"Oh?" Rhys raised his eyebrows, and Lupet subconsciously held the wand in her arms.

"They have been lingering outside the door for a long time, just like children outside a candy store." Mr. Borgin grinned at Rhys, showing his incomplete teeth: "Sorry, but I don't think they have any good intentions at all. The store's floo network has left. I'm still a bit thin in Knockturn Alley. Even so, no matter how arrogant they are, they won't dare to act wild here. "

Mr. Borgin had already noticed that the boy in front of him looked young, but he was the dominant one between the two, so the person he was talking to changed to the boy.

Rhys shook his head and didn't take these people to heart.

The wandering wizard outside the door didn't know that his whereabouts had been discovered. They even sent a person to pretend to be a customer entering the store to monitor Rhys's movements.

As if he didn't see it, Rhys introduced the other two magic items to the man.

The light yellow candle has a soothing effect when burned, allowing people to fall into sweet dreams and soothe the restless soul.

That core is the seed of an extremely rare plant that can dispel evil spirits. Plant the seeds in the soil and cultivate them with dragon manure to produce a dispel evil fruit. If you swallow the fruit whole, the fruit will absorb the disease or curse in your body. The patient will recover after the fruit is expelled from the body.

However, before they reached the stage of negotiating the price, the conversation between the two was interrupted again - a well-decorated carriage parked outside the store. The door of the carriage was inlaid with gold and silver threads and various gems. A coat of arms that looked very familiar to Rhys.

The coat of arms consists of five parts. In the middle, the largest and most conspicuous one is a snake coiled in the shape of the letter "G". There are four small patterns surrounding the snake's body. In the upper left corner is a fiery red wing. In the upper right corner is a snake. It is blue water droplets, a bunch of golden wheat ears in the lower left corner, and a bunch of green oak leaves in the lower right corner. The entire coat of arms is surrounded by a complex silver border, on which the Greengrass family motto - Survival, Liberty, Wealth, and Purity - is written in cursive script.

"Greengrass, a true pure-blood family from Greenland." Rhys sighed in his heart, feeling quite happy.

The younger member of the MacMillan family just now had really shocked him. How could he have imagined a thousand years ago that the MacMillan family dared to call themselves "pure-blood saints"? He remembered clearly that if Hufflepuff hadn't been kind-hearted, The ancestors of the Macmillan family were not even eligible to attend Hogwarts.

It's really unpredictable.

The carriage door slowly slid to both sides, and a small silver ladder stretched out from the carriage and landed on the ground.

Two girls with one silver hair, fair skin, and other brown hair, dressed like exquisite dolls walked out of the carriage accompanied by a well-dressed middle-aged man.

"Merlin, it's Mr. Greengrass! Sorry, I need..." A guilty smile appeared on Mr. Borgin's face just right now.

"You guys talk first." Rhys showed amazing patience when facing the descendants of the Greengrass family.

"Mr. Jamison, it's so nice to see you again. Your presence makes the shop so bright - what can I do for you?"

"Still the same." The middle-aged man named Jamison Henry Greengrass glanced at the other customers in the store, and his eyes fell on Rhys and the three open boxes on the counter.

"Ohh, you were in the middle of a transaction?"

"Uh..." Mr. Borgin was stuck for a moment. Restocking in front of other customers was obviously not a good idea.

And what Jamison just said reminded him even more, making him realize that the two remaining magic props in Rhys's hand seemed to be very valuable.

Greed is the nature of businessmen, and Mr. Borgin is no exception.

He immediately began to think of ways to make money from it, but he soon realized that there was no way he could make money from it.

Mr. Borgin wanted to buy those two items and took them out to sell them after a while for a much higher price.

But now Mr Greengrass looks interested in them. How could he not realize that he was reaping the price difference?

Do you really think Jamison is stupid?

Now if Mr. Jamison wants those items, he can't buy them in front of him and sell them for a profit.

In a flash, Mr. Borkin made up his mind: this business would not make any money, because Mr. Greengrass's friendship was above all else.

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Capítulo 12: 12- Kindness from Greengrass

When Jamison Henry Greengrass looked at Rhys, Rhys was looking at his little daughter.

Mr. Jamison's two daughters were both well-behaved and lovely.

Their skin is white and tender, as plump and elastic as a peeled egg. They both wore white robes and were almost identical, except that one had silver platinum hair and the other brown and that the lace on the sister's cuffs was green, while the other sister's cuffs had no pattern decoration.

Two energetic and beautiful girls are a lovely sight wherever they are, but Rhys felt a strange fluctuation of magic power the moment they entered the door.

After a little discernment, Rhys targeted his gaze solely on the younger girl. Her soul state was not stable enough, and her flawless soul was contaminated by something dirty.

As if aware of Rhys' gaze, the girl gave Rhys a slight smile.

"Daphne and Astoria, my daughters." Seeing the child Rhys staring directly at his little daughter, Mr. Jamison decided to remind him that her father was still here!

"Rhys, Rhys Chasala Lint."

Rhys glanced at Henry and then at Borgin.

Mr. Borgin cleared his throat: "Mr. Greengrass, Mr. Rhys may have something you want."

After he introduced the two magic props that Rhys had not yet sold, Mr. Greengrass's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Candles that can calm the nerves and fruits that can cure diseases?"

This description sounded very suitable for his daughter's illness, and Mr. Greengrass was immediately moved.

It may seem unbelievable, but Astoria Greengrass, the legitimate daughter of the Greengrass family and beloved by her family, was a miserable person.

When she was born, she was found to be carrying a curse called the Blood Curse. This is a curse attached to the soul. It gives Astoria the ability to transform into an animal. The price is that she will eventually become an animal irreversibly and permanently, and will even lose all memories of her life as a human. Becoming a complete beast.

The lively and lovely daughter will eventually turn into an unintelligent beast that drinks blood from raw and alive hair... This kind of thing is completely unacceptable to Mr. Jamison.

Naturally, the Greengrass family cannot tolerate this kind of thing happening, so Mr. Jamison has been fighting for his daughter, he sought medical advice and even came to Mr. Borgin for some shady means.

Now it seems that sometimes trying to take the "wrong way" will yield unexpected gains.

"How much? I want these two items." Mr. Jamison inquired without hesitation, not hiding his desire for these two props.

"Three hundred galleons, you can take both of these."

Mr. Borgin on the side heard this quotation, and his breathing was disturbed for a moment, because the quotation given by Rhys was really too low! If it were him, it would at least be doubled, because Mr. Greengrass didn't lack the money, and these two props were exactly what he needed.

Alas, young people just have no experience. If I had not argued with this kid and bought these three things earlier, I would have made at least three hundred gold galleons today!

When he thought of such a large sum of money flying away from his wallet, Mr. Borgin felt so distressed that he could hardly breathe.

By the time Mr. Borgin was rued, Rhys had made a deal with Jamison Henry Greengrass.

Seeing the heartfelt joy on Mr. Greengrass's face, Rhys reminded him: "Candles can only calm the mind, and they are not a panacea for eliminating evil. Don't place high expectations."

"It's okay, as long as it works." Holding the two boxes in his arms, Jamison waved his hands nonchalantly.

Since his family knew his own affairs, Mr. Greengrass naturally knew how difficult the curse on his daughter was.

He never expected that a measly three hundred galleons collected from a black shop in Knockturn Alley would heal her. As long as it could relieve her pain, the three hundred galleons spent would not be unfair.

After paying the money and picking up the goods, Jamison's purpose for the trip was finally achieved. Before leaving Borgin and Burkes, he suddenly turned around and asked Rhys: "Hey, do you want me to take you for a ride?"

As he spoke, Mr. Greengrass pointed to the carriage parked outside the store. He had already noticed that there were a few sneaky guys watching them from both the inside and outside the store.

Seeing what Jamison Greengrass said, the wizard who was monitoring Rhys suddenly became anxious: If Rhys agreed to hitch a ride, what would happen to their promised money? They would naturally not dare to stop the Greengrass family's carriage. Isn't this roasted chicken going to fly away?

But since it was the head of the Greengrass family who spoke, they could only stand aside and stare. The Greengrass family was not something they, the stinky fish and shrimps in the sewers, could afford to offend.

Fortunately, to his relief, Rhys declined Mr. Greengrass's invitation.

Mr. Greengrass was a little surprised by Rhys's refusal. After he repeatedly confirmed that Rhys didn't need a ride, he stopped worrying and left the store with his daughters.

After Mr. Greengrass left, Rhys chatted with Mr. Borgin for a few more words and verbally promised him to come here to sell things next time making friendly impressions with him.

After coming out, Rhys immediately felt a few unfriendly eyes sweeping over him and Lupet.

He couldn't help but sigh: If the wizards a thousand years ago had only this kind of quality, they would have been exterminated by races such as werewolves and goblins.

However, this also reflects from the side that the living environment of modern wizards is not bad.

The two of them deliberately walked in a remote direction, and did not stop until they reached a dead end deep in the alley.

Looking at the four people following us, Rhys spread his hands and said helplessly: "If I were you guys, I would definitely not follow me in such a way. Look at you even trying to act discrete. But almost everyone with a brain better than a tool can see that you are following us. Don't you think that you are not very suitable for this kind of business?"

Seeing the mocking smile and hearing what Rhys said, the four wandering wizards looked at each other, and finally, the wizard who seemed to be the leader spoke.

"Stop being so verbose, don't you understand the situation you are in? It's the four of us versus the two of you. The advantage is that I'm not here to kill you. If you give up the resistance and come quietly, we can go back to the business as soon as possible - if you're to blame someone, blame yourself for messing with someone above you."

From the information revealed by the other party, Rhys understood the root cause of the conflict—the MacMillan's younger generation was causing trouble again. This made him feel a little angry: some people are really ungrateful, and it seems that he have to teach him a profound lesson.

When the four of them confronted Rhys, a transparent string slowly wriggled on the ground. The transparent color was its best cover, and Rhys didn't seem to notice the inconspicuous string at all.

Just like that, it slowly swam to Rhys's feet, suddenly accelerated, and flew toward his neck while he was talking to the four people.

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