Chapter 703: Unstable transaction

If the situation is normal, now is the time for dinner guests to return to the audience to enjoy the evening entertainment. If you count the number of people who want to go to Hogsmeade Village for two drinks at the three broom bars, the school gate should be a busy time.
But now, the gates of Hogwarts, which was still quite spacious, were completely blocked by a large group of black robe wizards of unknown origin.
"Who are these people? It looks like an ominous feeling ..."
"Yeah! Seeing them standing there silently for more than ten minutes, it seems a little bit bad-minded?"
"Did those guys haven't moved since ten minutes ago? It feels like a statue ..."
"They blocked the door so that we couldn't get in ... Does anyone want to ask?"
"Uh ... go to you ..."
That's right, from now on, here is the situation where "outside people can't get in, people inside can't get out." It's just that the group of people doesn't seem to be provoked. Although most of the surrounding people are dissatisfied, no one wants to be an early bird.
Therefore, in the case that the black robes did not take the initiative to cause trouble for the time being, Hogwarts' school entrance was barely maintained at a balance point of "being peaceful".
However, the so-called balance point is always broken.
In fact, some attentive onlookers noticed it somewhat--the group of silent black robe wizards remained motionless from beginning to end. A feeling of stability.
Many people can see it, his hands are shaking slightly, and his breathing seems to be extra hard. That feeling is like tightening up all the muscles, and there is an unspeakable sense of tension.
Of course, in addition to the black robe and the prophet old man, there are six children. It can be seen that at this moment, the children have temporarily lost consciousness and were held in their hands by the six believers.
At this moment, it was night, the sunset sank from the mountain on the west to the other side of the earth, and the moon had already hung on the east wall. Tonight there are not many clouds blocking everyone's view. Looking up at the mountains where Hogwarts Castle is located, the stars have no longer known when they occupy this farewell sunny sky.
Suddenly, the buzzing whisper under the starry sky suddenly disappeared, and it was only because the white-robed old man took a cold step forward and officially stepped into the campus of Hogwarts.
The guests around did not know what he wanted to do, but even they could vaguely notice that something must have begun.
"... painful heir, you have already arrived, then show up!"
This is an ancient Persian language, and the onlookers present almost didn't understand it. But of course, the old man didn't mean to tell them, as long as the people who should understand can understand.
The voice fell slightly, not far in front of the old man in the white robe ... then it was as if a transparent gauze had been gently lifted by one hand, the magic spell of Maca quietly lifted, and his figure also Then came out.
There is no detective magic wave. How the other party knows he is here is still a mystery.
However, I will not mention it now.
As a matter of fact, although Maca had just arrived here, she had noticed a slight anomaly of the old man. He could feel that the old man in front of him seemed calm, but his heart was not as calm as it appeared in his tone.
It's like ... what is he waiting for urgently, or ... what he is afraid of at all times.
"'Heirs' ... well, maybe I'm the 'painful heir' in your mouth ..."
Maca also spoke in Old Persian. Although he has studied this language, his intonation seems a bit low and unnatural, as his sound is rarely used.
"I know, you came to me for a 'transaction'. And I have to admit, you come quickly ... So, let's go! How can I return those children to me?"
Maca had to stand here at the moment, waiting for the opponent to make a condition, because he did not have any valuable hole cards in his hand at the moment.
The two black robes captured by him have been forcibly read through his memory, but he thought he would get some things, but not only did he not have more clues, but his doubts increased further.
Because the heads of the two black robes had no memory at all, even scattered pieces of memory.
It should be understood that even if someone has fiddled with their souls in their souls, causing them to maneuver to break up the memory completely at a certain time, there will still be memory debris. Even Maca hasn't figured out what kind of situation it is when a person has no memory at all.
Was it controlled by this white-robed old man? What kind of magic was used by the other party-at least, he did not find any traces of magic that could be manipulated from a distance by the two black robes.
Just as Maca glanced casually at the black robe behind the old man, her slightly dry lips moved slightly.
"Magic stone ... and, the dagger of pain."
The other side's eyes were covered by the hood in the shadows, and his voice was bland and somewhat indifferent. Only his hands dangling from the side slightly trembled without stopping.
When Maca heard it, she couldn't help but be speechless.
Both things, whether real or false, at least he had clenched in his hands. However, they have never really belonged to him.
The most important thing is that these two things are now gone, and maybe even no longer exist.
If time is more, he might find a way to tinker with one or two fakes, and then try to give the other one another. It's just a pity that the old man didn't give him the chance to think carefully.
"If I give them all, can you guarantee that the six children will be returned to me intact?"
Although he didn't have what the other party wanted at hand, judging from the situation at hand, it was obviously not the beautiful situation of "I said no one would believe it", he was not so naive.
and so……
"can."
The old man in the white robe did not hesitate to answer, so Maca nodded slightly.
"Okay, I can make this deal with you, but—" He stared calmly at the other party, then paused. "First, I must first confirm the status of the children, I want to see them all normal."
As soon as Maca had finished speaking, not even speaking, he saw the six black robes who controlled the children touched behind the children's ears.
Immediately, six eyes slowly opened their eyelids. The children first looked around in confusion, and when they were now in the middle of a strange group of guys, they panicked immediately.
It can be seen that they all want to leave there, but the left hand of the six black robes clung to their tender necks, making them unable to stay away from half a step at all.
"Sister Hill-Little Tade-Rosa-Hum-"
A voice mixed with surprise and anxiety hurried in the crowd behind Maca, but soon received it back.
"Very well," Maca yelled again, "I will take the magic stone and the painful dagger within three days, and we will complete the transaction by then-"
"No."
What Maca needs most now is time. To this day, he has experienced many things and encountered many problems. He believes that as long as he has time, he will find the most practical and effective solution.
Even the desperation created by that ancient magic mirror, he managed to crack it. Can he not deal with the hostage old man in front of him now?
Yes, there are some strange things to deal with, but he doesn't think it will make him helpless.
However, even for a short period of three days, the other party seemed unwilling to wait. The old man in the white robe responded quickly and decisively, leaving no room for it.
"Just now, immediately."
As time went on, Maca felt the eagerness in the other's heart keep expanding. The palm of the old man's sleeve wobbled even more, and not only that, the voice of the talk was not as calm as it was at the beginning.
A strange sense of urgency breeded between the two.
"I said, I'll get it for you in three days," Maca frowned. "You don't think that things like magic stones and painful daggers, I'll just take them around like this, right? Get them It also takes time ... During this time, you can take the children back and wait for a while, isn't it OK? "
Although he was anxious under his heart, an impatient expression appeared on his face. He knew that he must not be impatient when negotiating, and that the play must continue to be played after all ... After all, he did not have what the other party wanted. In the event that this was exposed, it would be equivalent to non-existence.
However, the old man's sense of urgency ~ EbookFREE.me ~ undoubtedly made this transaction more and more unstable.
"I said, now!"
The sudden explosion of the other party confirmed the words that Maca said beforehand—something was wrong!
I saw that the old man in white robes seemed to be unable to suppress the emotions in his heart, restlessness, anxiety, urgency and even fear, all of a sudden poured out in his roar. Immediately, he reached out and lifted the hood on his head, and a bald head was exposed to everyone's sight.
The other person looks like any old man who can be seen everywhere, there is nothing strange in appearance, and the skin also carries a typical old man's loose folds.
The twisted expression on the old man's face alone was exuding hysteria and despair.

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