Although it would be cumbersome to describe in words, in fact, the encounter took no more than five minutes from the moment Rossi kicked the bottle to the time when the three remaining players who had no fighting spirit were killed.
"The battle is over so soon?" Rossi still felt a little unexpected.
Hearing this, Will couldn't help but twitch his lips:
"You are too strong!"
"Yes! I even think you are enough alone."
Crystal Sandals echoed, looking at Buckbeak next to Rosie with admiration, "What kind of pet is this? Is it also from "Aslan"?"
"No, this is the partner I met in the special copy. It is a Hippogriff."
Rossi hugged Buckbeak's neck, and then took him back after feeding him some food. "I definitely can't do it alone. After all, there are eight people on the other side! It would be too difficult for one person!"
She just said it was difficult, not that she thought she couldn't do it.
After all, whether it is equipment, skills or pets, what she has is far more than other players.
"To be honest, they actually lost quite unfairly."
Will said with some emotion, "Relying on those magic props that have never been seen before, if it were anyone else, they would probably capsize in the gutter! Even if we win in the end, it will be a narrow victory after a difficult tug-of-war."
Hearing what his friend said, the crystal sandal on the side suddenly thought of something:
"By the way, Rossi, what method did you use to crack the 'lights off' prop across the way? It was so dangerous! If you hadn't been able to see them, we would have been very passive!"
"I'm wearing gear that increases my night vision."
Rossi smiled and explained, "This can only mean that they are unlucky and underestimated the enemy. Otherwise, it would not be so easy."
If they stand further away when "turning off the lights", their night vision equipment, which can only see about ten meters, will be of no use.
Just as I was muttering in my mind, I heard the system prompt sound again.
"Ding, the main mission has been updated. Go to the Borgin-Bock store to find out the whereabouts of Christina."
Before he could say goodbye, Rossi's team instantly disbanded, and his teammates disappeared in an instant.
This forced interaction is really not friendly at all, and it doesn’t even give anyone time to prepare!
Although she was complaining like this in her heart, she was actually basically used to this situation.
Um... Borkin-Bock should still be in front.
Rossi raised his eyes and took a few quick glances at the signs of nearby stores. Not finding his target, Rossi muttered and then walked quickly forward.
After walking along the cobbles for about two minutes, she finally saw the sign of Borgin and Burke's store in the middle of Knockturn Alley.
Two cylindrical display windows are symmetrical on both sides of the door. The top of the left window says "Bojin" and the right says "Bock".
In these two windows, there are many magical props that look weird and mysterious.
But they are obviously the same as the things in other stores, they are just 3D textures that cannot be seen or picked up.
After glancing at the door for a few moments, Rosie slowly walked into the store.
Unlike other empty stores, there was a well-dressed middle-aged man with neatly styled hair in this store.
Perhaps he used too much hair cream, and his brown hair looked a little greasy.
Fortunately, Rosie had read the information about wizards at the Ministry of Magic before, so he could recognize him at a glance.
Caractacus Bock, also known as Mr. Bockin, is Bockin's boss.
Hearing the noise, he lowered his head to record something. He looked at Rossi from head to toe, and then said in a slightly impatient tone:
"Get out of here, Knockturn Alley is closed today!"
"Hello, Mr. Borgin, I'm here to see someone."
Rosie cautiously stood where she had just entered the door. She chose this place so that she could escape more quickly in case of danger. "Have you seen a girl in red clothes? Maybe you know her too. She is from the Wilson family." Miss Christina."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Bojin's eyes narrowed, and then a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Of course, my place is a store. No matter what you want to get from here, you need to pay. Well, it doesn't need to be more, 50 Galleons is enough."
As he said this, two options suddenly appeared in front of Rossi's eyes:
1. What he said was very reasonable, using fifty galleons to buy information.
2. Threaten him to tell him what he knows.
After glancing at the choices given by the system, she raised her dark eyes and looked at the man in front of her.
The other person looked at her with a look of normality in his eyes and a careless smile on his face.
"Miss, my reputation has always been very good, and the price is absolutely fair."
How fair! How dare you ask for 50 Galleons!
Muttering in her mind, Rosie suddenly discovered a problem: the options that popped up in front of her did not seem to force her to make a choice. Even if she did not make a choice, it would not affect her dialogue and actions.
Is this tip just a suggestion? If that's the case, then I don't accept your suggestion.
After this thought came to her mind, she immediately took a few steps forward and stood opposite the other party.
He took out the Auror's ID and showed it to the other party, then said with a smile:
"This is a case handled by the Auror Office. Sir, this involves an emerging extremist terrorist organization. Please cooperate with us."
"Oh, Miss Rossi is an Auror, so young!"
Mr. Borgin's tone became much greasier, and he made puns.
Immediately afterwards, he spread his hands and shrugged helplessly: "But I'm just a small business here... Well, do you think this is okay? I'll give you a discount, 25 Galleons."
Seeing that there was no change in Rossi's expression, his eyes flashed and he added: "I will issue you an invoice for 30 Galleons, so you can reimburse yourself and still earn 5 Galleons."
What did he say? to reimburse? Is there such an operation?
After hearing this, Rossi actually felt a little moved.
But she still stuck to her moral standards in the end. Well, it had nothing to do with whether her coming here to investigate was official.
"Mr. Borgin, this is not just a matter for the Ministry of Magic. If the Wilson family knew that their eldest lady was missing in your store, your business would be greatly affected, right?"
"Wilson family? Ha~"
Mr. Borkin laughed out loud, with a somewhat unclear meaning in his tone, "Miss Rossi, ten galleons, no more."
So desperate for money?
Muttering in his mind, Rossi took out ten galleons and put them on the table.
She was actually very satisfied with being able to cut the price down to one-fifth.
"This is a wise choice!"
Mr. Borgin put away the gold galleons and said with a smile, "That Miss Wilson came to my store to buy the blood of wild thestrals and Daphne valerian, and then left after inquiring about the whereabouts of the moonstone. .”
Rossi looked at him without blinking, waiting for the next words, but he only said this, then smiled and closed his mouth.
"Where's the back?"
she asked in surprise.
"No more."
Mr. Borgin said in an innocent tone, "Didn't I say that she left here? I can swear to Merlin that I saw these with my own eyes, and there is absolutely no lie!"
