Primordial Warlock of Hogwarts

Chapter 185 Cured Ham

Hermione frowned, and A2 adjusted his posture so that he could pull out the knife from nothingness at any time.

"What are you doing?" Hermione asked displeased.

The boy was not afraid, and in turn glanced at Hermione with questioning eyes, and said in a tone that he understood everything: "Oh, it seems you are a newcomer."

Now Hermione finally understood how the person who heard her words felt when she said, "This is all taught in class," in a matter-of-fact tone. She said, "What's wrong?"

"Don't eat food that's not cooked by the fungi," the boy said, "otherwise mycelium will start to grow from your internal organs, and finally emerge from the holes in your body, and finally cover your whole body..."

He deliberately didn't finish his sentence, waiting for Hermione to ask: "What then?"

"Become one of their kind and be taken away by them."

Hermione immediately sent away all the remaining skewers with a vanishing spell.

"Waste!" the boy said sadly, "Only one bunch is not cooked!"

"You said I'm a newcomer, but what about you?" Hermione asked, "What are you doing here?"

The boy's eyelids twitched. He lowered his voice, glanced around timidly and said, "My teacher and I came here to trade. She is a witch."

Hermione was a little unsure. Strictly speaking, there was a difference between witches and wizards in the magical world. Witches were also called dominatrixes, and they looked like people with many warts. To put it more simply, witches It was the image of the evil spell caster in fairy tales, so she asked tentatively: "I guess you mean your teacher is a dominatrix?"

The boy obviously didn't understand the difference. He opened his eyes wide in confusion and said, "What did you say?"

Hermione did not continue to ask about the appearance of the boy's teacher, which was not polite and could easily offend others. Instead, she started asking: "Where are you from?"

"Of course we came from our residence. We crossed several mountains and rivers..."

When he said this, the boy quietly adjusted the angle of his gaze, trying to spy on the looks of Hermione and a2.

He smiled warmly and said, "I don't know your names yet."

Out of various concerns, Hermione used a pseudonym: "Well... Elizabeth Yin, this is my sister. She doesn't like to talk very much. What about you?"

"I don't have a specific name," the boy said with a shrug. "My teacher always calls me Ham."

This name made Hermione wonder for a long time what to say next. She opened her mouth and then closed it. After thinking about it again, she said with a false smile in her tone: "This name... is really unique. It's no?"

Next, Hermione tried her best to get information from Ham's words, and Ham behaved like a real and simple person. He had no intentions and didn't lie. As long as he knew, he would tell it. From "God" Talking about the tradition of "Temple" - "In the past, transportation was underdeveloped and people didn't have many ways to travel, so the market was always open on the full moon of the month. Now there are people every day" - and then said "Watch that circus Group, it is said that the owner of the circus can talk to animals, and he lives with the animals - and the fungus people I just mentioned to you, some of them call themselves guardians, saying that they come from Ula and so on..."

But there are a few more conspicuous individuals in the crowd. These individuals' costumes are weirder than the strangely dressed businessmen. They carry cold weapons and are dressed like Mummy Yin or Amazon female warriors or ancient knights...Hermione Feeling that these people were not easy to talk to, she asked covertly: "What do these people with weapons do?"

Ham made a very unnatural laugh, looked around nervously and whispered: "They are bounty hunters, you'd better not look at them! They are all... quite violent."

"I need to make sure first." Hermione suddenly felt that time seemed to be messed up again. She seemed to have strayed into some chaotic ancient lawless land: "What year is this?"

"It's not 1993?" Lao Ham felt confused.

"Isn't this a Greek - 'temple'?"

"of course."

"Are there no Aurors in Greece? But I read in the book that there are."

"What is an Auror?"

"They are law enforcers. Anyone who breaks the law will be arrested."

Ham said honestly: "I don't quite understand that. In short, that's the way it is. Bounty hunters exist. You pay them to help with things. As long as the money is in place, anything can be done."

"even if……"

"anything."

Hermione's idea of ​​hiding her identity became more determined, and she asked in disbelief: "No one cares?"

Ham looked at her strangely.

"Then what's their credibility?" Hermione asked in a different way: "For example, taking money to do nothing..."

"I've never heard of it," Lao Ham said, "but there should be a ranking of rat traders. He specializes in the business of buying and selling news."

Hermione actually still had a question. She didn't understand why the bacon helped her. Of course, she didn't ask it out of the blue. She just secretly wrote down the important information, corroborated it with what she saw in the book, and waited. Then use actual verification.

"I can take you to find the rat dealer," said Ham with a cunning look in his little eyes, and a coveted smile from the gap between his thick lips. When he took the initiative to strike up a conversation, he thought of the escape story in the story. The noble lady, in order to cover her appearance and hide her whereabouts, then stepped forward to help, and then a story happened... He had this in mind, so he came over, and now of course he said: "But you have to let me see you and you My sister’s face.”

Immediately, a feeling of disgust emerged from the bottom of Hermione's heart. Young people who are just starting out are like this. They think money is vulgar based on appearance, so she is slightly indifferent and tries not to make her mood change too obvious. Ham didn't catch it: "I'm not really good-looking."

"That's no big problem," said Lao Ham, "You still have a sister who can show me."

"I think I'd better go find the rat dealer myself." Hermione wanted to leave, but she said, "I can give you something else in return."

Ham made a dissatisfied "go" and muttered something that could be thought of as a rude habit of speaking.

Hermione told herself that there was everyone, and this person had helped her a lot, so don't be angry or care about it.

"Then give me one Galleons." Ham said bluntly, and he sold this worthless information for a huge price.

Hermione wasn't sure whether the price was appropriate, but she wanted to get rid of this kid as soon as possible, so she carefully counted out a Galleons from her purse and placed it in Ham's dirty hands, not having anything to do with this kid. A little touch.

She is a victim, Lao Ham narrowed her eyes and thought with a smile. She is also a rich but inexperienced victim. She must be taught a lesson.