Noah, who was discussing with Christina what to eat later, suddenly glanced behind him.
Christina also looked at it in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Noah looked away, frowned and thought for a second, then shook his head: "Nothing, Mom. How about we go to this store?"
Christina's attention was immediately diverted and she led Noah into the restaurant.
…
At night, Noah entered the black market wearing a cloak.
Although the contents were taken out, the curse of the box was still there. Noah, who always felt that the box still had secrets, did not choose to throw it away, but kept it.
In the rush of coming back in the morning, he didn't have time to find a place to put it again, so he had to deal with the box as soon as possible at night.
Not very safe in your pocket.
He stepped into the familiar fog. Although he had only been here a few times, he already knew this street well and could accurately use his own perception to cross the fog and find the store he needed.
But his luck was not good tonight. When he opened the door and saw a familiar figure talking to the goblin at the counter, Noah secretly thought something bad.
Sure enough, the man turned his head and looked over: "Sir!"
Yes, this person is Keppel.
Noah decisively turned around and left, but Keppel, who had been prepared, ran a few steps and followed him out of the door, raising his hand to grab the corner of his clothes.
The cloak woven by shadow magic was not easy to grasp. The part he grasped dissipated from his fingertips like smoke, and then floated back to the clothes to condense again. At first glance, it was not a simple magic item.
Keppel failed and could only try to stop Noah: "We know the secret of that box!"
The light on Noah's fingertips paused and then slowly extinguished. He paused and waited for Keppel's next words.
Seeing this, Keppel knew it was done. He took a deep breath and said, "Let's find a place to talk."
Noah did not refuse this time. His research methods had no effect. If there was an "insider" at this time, he would naturally not refuse.
Anyway, these two strengths are not very good.
The two reached an agreement, returned to the hotel, found an empty table in the lobby and sat down, and then there was silence for five minutes.
Keppel really didn’t expect to meet Noah here. He actually just came to get something. In fact, thinking about it calmly, he didn’t even know why he suddenly came up with that kind of dangerous idea, so It was natural for him to give up after calming down under Vader's persuasion.
But I didn't expect that just by relying on Floo powder to get something, I would meet Noah again.
The impulse of that moment made him catch up and try every means to stop the other party.
It seems that this mysterious wizard is really interested in the box, but he is not sure whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.
The long silence made Noah lose a certain amount of patience. He raised his hand and touched it on the table, and the box suddenly appeared on the table: "Is this what you are looking for?"
Keppel's expression lit up and he raised his hand to get it.
"I advise you not to touch it directly," Noah's voice sounded faintly, stopping his rash actions, "if you don't want to die."
Keppel's expression froze, hesitantly remembering the curse on the box, and he retracted his hand: "I'm sorry."
He was too excited.
But he soon realized that he was too weak, and it was not a wise idea to be too weak in cooperating with the dark wizard.
He immediately sat up straight and took out his "noble" recuperation.
"Let me introduce you again. I am Keppel Berg. What do you call me sir?"
"Lemon." Noah said the name casually.
"Mr. Lemon," Keppel said calmly without questioning, "let's talk about this box first."
Noah leaned casually on the back of the chair, crossed his legs, and tapped on the box with one hand: "Mr. Berg, you have to prove how much you know about this box first.
few. "
Berg had a clear view of his movements, especially his hands that were lighting the box. Maybe those black gloves were some kind of magic item that could isolate the curse?
Berg did know some information about the box: "I know that this box is a relic of Slytherin."
Noah didn't respond.
"Mr. Lemon is probably also British," Berg said thoughtfully, "You may have also graduated from Hogwarts, so you should know that the four founders of Hogwarts also left relics. But Salazar Slytherin later left the academy, so his real legacy lies somewhere else."
His eyes fell on Noah. Because he couldn't see the other person's face, he could only rely on the other person's movements to figure out his thoughts. To his disappointment, the mysterious wizard opposite didn't seem surprised by the news. His posture remained casual and he didn't react at all.
Keppel paused, suddenly not knowing whether to continue speaking. The other party doesn't give any feedback, so he can't be sure how much he has to say to impress the other party. If he throws out all the cards in his hand and still can't convince the other party, then the negotiation will naturally fail. He even takes the initiative Sending messages to people in vain.
So he fell silent again.
Noah was wondering whether this guy could negotiate. He was obviously from a big family, but his negotiation skills were not as good as those of his classmates in the academy. After talking for a long time, there was no real bargaining chip.
"Do you know the key to opening the box?" He didn't ask what specific relics were in the box, but asked how much the other party knew about the secret of the box itself.
Keppel subconsciously answered: "I know how to lift the curse!"
very good.
"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Noah made the decision to cooperate, "Do I need to sign a contract?"
Keppel was stunned, but he didn't expect that the cooperation would suddenly be concluded.
He was confused for a moment and nodded: "Ah, okay, sign the contract."
So under his confused gaze, Noah raised his hand to call the waiter. After explaining the situation, the boy took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and handed it to Noah. Apparently he was used to this kind of request.
Noah quickly read the contract. Not surprisingly, it was just a common cooperation contract. They only needed to fill in some details of the cooperation and use it directly.
He casually scratched the paper a few times, and a few lines of handwriting appeared, completing the contract. Noah left his magic mark and handed it to the person opposite.
Keppel took the contract and read it carefully with a subtle feeling. After making sure that there were no traps, he also left his magic mark.
The parchment contract burned between the two people and turned into a match rope that held their wrists, and then gradually disappeared, indicating that the contract was established.
