The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 1352 Three Generations of Beat Death Eaters
When the Death Eaters tore apart the false disguise, a silent panic enveloped the entire British wizarding world.Everyone felt confused and bewildered by the sudden change, worried that their home would suddenly be patronized by Death Eaters one day, and that their family members would be harmed by it.

For a while, Albert's previously published "Guide to Self-Defense" suddenly became popular again, and Fred and George's latest black magic defense props were also popular.

Everything is so normal, yet inexplicably weird.

The cloud of panic and anxiety has been hanging over the UK.

If there is any place that is not affected, it must be Hogsmeade Village.Not only was it unaffected, but it became more lively,

This former wizard village has now become the most famous black market in Europe, and more and more black wizards like to come here for illegal transactions.

Of course, they will inevitably discuss the situation in the British magic world. Many people are interested in the current chaotic situation in the British magic world, because it means that they have the opportunity to get a lot of Galleons.

The shackles that were originally strictly controlled by the Ministry of Magic have almost disappeared, and many powerful dark wizards have made a lot of Galleons during this period.

It was not hard to see this from the pending orders on the trading column in the Hog's Head.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be talking about this here."

Abeforth, who was wiping the wine glass with a cloth, looked up at the guest who was discussing the previous public execution, and had to interrupt the other party's unrestrained speech.

Recently, there have been quite a few outsiders who have clashed with the Death Eaters because of this incident, and the old tables and chairs in the bar have been repaired.

"Discussion is forbidden here?"

The outsider who smelled of alcohol spoke broken English, raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man on the bar, with a strange tone of sarcasm.

"It's not prohibited, but not recommended. Many people have gotten into trouble because of this." Abuforth paused when he saw the person walking towards the counter, and said in a helpless tone, "Oh...I said you Can't you go out and solve the problem?"

As soon as the words fell, someone held down the drunk outsider from behind and smashed his head hard on the bar.

With a "bang", all the guests in the Pig's Head Bar turned their heads and looked over.

"Damn it." Aberforth put his hand to his forehead and complained, "In the last few days, you have damaged five tables and eight chairs of mine."

"I'm just teaching him a little lesson."

The Death Eater talked to Abuforth in a casual tone, while reaching out his hand to take something out of the outsider's pocket, looking at the few coins left in his hand, he annoyed the man's He slammed his head on the bar counter, spat on the man, and threw him off the bar counter. He also knocked over a table, causing several dark wizards to stare at him.

"What a poor man."

The Death Eater noticed the angry gazes of the two outsiders, and said in an unapologetic tone, "Oh, sorry guys, the guy lying on the floor helped pay for everything in the bar today."

"Perhaps I should ban you from the Hog's Head."

Aberforth will never allow anyone to say no to it.

"They'll pay, I promise."

While speaking, the outsider who fell on the ground struggled to get up from the ground, and punched the Death Eater's ugly face hard, directly smashing his face flat, and even knocked him to the ground.

This time, the roles of the two parties were reversed.

A one-sided beating started without warning.

The guests who didn't think it was a big deal started to scream excitedly when they saw this scene, and a few even applauded them.

The duel didn't go on, however, as the outsider had Apparated away after knocking the Death Eater down and hastily snatching the Galleon from him.

"I didn't expect to be another coward!"

The people who originally thought there was a good show to watch started to curse, and the Pig's Head Bar suddenly became noisy.

"It's really lively here!"

Another outsider sat down at the bar and ordered a glass of hot whiskey to Aberforth.

"I wish it wasn't so lively here."

Abeforth drew out his wand and restored the fallen table and chairs to their original shape.

"Maybe, it's time for you to change the tables and chairs here."

"I'd be happy to get a new batch of furniture if you'd help pay for it, but shut up if you don't, Bocival."

Aberforth put the fiery whiskey in front of the wizard, and asked curiously, "What good thing did you get this time?"

The man named Pocival took a sip of his wine and proudly took out a bottle from his pocket, which seemed to contain some kind of liquid.

"What is this, some kind of venom?" Abuforth asked after picking up the medicine bottle and looking it over.

"The venom of the giant eight-eyed spider." The outsider said happily, "There are a bunch of that stuff in the nearby forest. The previous rumors are indeed true."

"This is a good thing. It seems that you are going to get rich."

Abeforth took out a quill and parchment from the drawer under the counter and handed it to the wizard in front of him.

"However, I heard that the Dark Lord asked the Death Eaters to recruit those big spiders. If I were you, I wouldn't keep staring at those big spiders. Beware of Death Eaters coming to trouble you. After all, this thing is very valuable."

The outsider understood what Abuforth meant, shrugged his shoulders disdainfully, and handed the written note to Abuforth.

"I'm just going into the woods to try my luck, and it's not a Death Eater's yard."

As for the Death Eaters, he didn't care too much about them, at worst they wouldn't come here, and the black market doesn't stop here in Europe.

If Hogsmeade's reputation was too bad, no one would want to come.

"I just heard someone punched that idiot Roll to the ground."

A burly blond Death Eater walked towards here, skillfully pulled out his wand and pressed it against the
On the heads of outsiders who Aberforth gossips,
"Good afternoon, Robert." Aberforth greeted the visitor.

"I just heard."

The man named Robert squinted his eyes at the owner of the Pig's Head Bar, and warned coldly, "If I were you, I wouldn't be so talkative, Abeforth."

"I'm just preventing you from ruining my business." Abeforth didn't care about Robert's threat.

"Hand over the acromant's venom, sir."

Robert ignored Abeforth, stared at the stranger in front of him instead, and warned, "The group of big spiders are our allies at present, and private killing and trafficking are not allowed here. If there is another time, I am afraid it will not be me who reminds you , but the group of dementors."

"You shouldn't rob my guests." Abuforth curled his lips disdainfully, "If you have any private problems, it's best to go outside and solve them privately."

"Shut up, Abeforth." Robert glared angrily at the taunting bar owner, and turned his gaze to the guy in front of him controlled by his wand, "Need I say it again, sir?"

"unnecessary!"

The outsider shrugged, and directly handed the bottle to the Death Eater named Robert.

The latter was very satisfied with the outsider's understanding, and when he was about to reach out to pick it up, the other party actually let go of the bottle in his hand and let the medicine bottle fall from his hand to the ground.

The bottle of spider venom was not broken, it just rolled on the ground a few times.

The expression on Robert's face froze completely, because a wand was pressed against his body, and the next second, the poor Death Eater flew upside down like this, making a lot of noise in the bar.

"Are all Death Eaters like this?"

Poshvar tidied up his messed up clothes a little, looked at the guy struggling to get up from the ground with contempt, waved his wand, and pushed him back to the ground again.

The guests in the Pig's Head Bar began to get excited again, and everyone knew that damn Robert had kicked the iron board this time.

Hearing the cheers, applause, and cheers in his ears, Abeforth behind the bar helplessly reminded the outsiders.

"Don't kill people, or you will definitely be in trouble."

"Is there any trouble? At worst, I won't come here. The black market in Europe is not limited to here, and they want to rob me. He deserves it?"

Pocival stepped forward, contemptuously looked down at the Death Eater who was looking at him with hatred, and sneered, "You know what? The thing I hate the most in my life is being robbed."

After finishing speaking, the outsider raised his foot and stepped on the back of Robert's hand fiercely, twisting his ankle and crushing it twice, causing the victim to scream in pain.

"What a waste."

After using the spell to immobilize the opponent, Poshwal raised his foot and stomped on the opponent's face, stomping all his anger and hatred under his feet.

"I said that you should also stop in moderation. I don't want dementors to come to my place and scare away all the guests."

Aberforth frowned, feeling that the outsider in front of him had gone too far, and was a little worried that something would happen if he couldn't stop it.

"Good luck to you."

The Outsider knelt down and began to pluck his booty from the Death Eater, who had already made up his mind to leave England straight away.

As for revenge?

He wasn't worried.

The Death Eater was sure that he was indeed very influential in the British wizarding world, but that was the case abroad. He didn't believe that Voldemort would chase him abroad to make trouble for him.

At the end of the day, these so-called Death Eaters are nothing but worthless flaunting Voldemort's reputation, not even worthy of shining his shoes.

A spell suddenly hit the outsider, sending Poshvar flying straight away and knocking over the wine table next to him.

The howling of wolves and ghosts in the bar stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at the door together. A Death Eater who was in charge of Hogsmeade's safety hurried over with two dark wizards.

However, the guy who had succeeded in sneak attack just now had a dazzling green light hit his body, and the complacency on his face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by wordless horror at random.

The Death Eater was dead, killed by Avada Kedavra, fear even remained on his face, as for the two guys around who were frozen in place, they were immediately cleaned up by the black magic.

"It hurt just now!"

Bocival got up from the back of the overturned table, waved his wand to control the table legs and directly stabbed the back of the unlucky guy who had just been brought down by him.

This scene stunned the wizards who had been watching the excitement in the bar.

They couldn't understand how this guy dared to do that, but the other party just took the valuables from the Death Eater in full view, and calmly used Apparition to disappear in front of everyone.

Wow!
The Hog's Head pub exploded on the spot in an instant, and everyone was in the lobby. Who was that guy, who was so brave, and killed two Death Eaters without an eyelid? This is big news, from Hogsmeade Since it became a black market, such a bad incident has never happened, and no one has dared to provoke the majesty of Voldemort and the Death Eaters rashly.

However, just today, some Death Eaters were ruthlessly massacred. Not only did they swell their faces, but they also tore up their false positions, as if to tell people that they were just a bunch of trash who borrowed Voldemort's reputation.

The news spread quickly in Hogsmeade like a plague, and many dark wizards chose to leave to avoid this storm, they all knew that the Death Eaters would not give up easily.

Yaxley had known about this for the next day, and he was quite annoyed by it. If they didn't use each other's dead bodies to deter dark wizards who came here, similar things would still happen in the future.

However, the fellow named Bocival had run away and had no idea where to find someone.

Yaxley deserved to let the Ministry of Magic issue a bounty on the news in the lobby, trying to use Gallon to solve the opponent.

However, he didn't know that this moment completely exposed the reality of the Death Eaters.

Outsiders may be afraid of Voldemort's majesty, but they are not afraid of Death Eaters.

Moreover, some things, once started, can no longer be stopped.

Ever since Hogsmeade Village became a black market, the arrogant Death Eaters have offended many people.

Now that the water has been completely muddied, everyone is avenging and complaining. Hogsmeade, which was calm before, has become turbulent. .

It made Yaxley's nose crooked.

He didn't dare to bother Voldemort with these matters, and he hesitated that a large number of people were searching the Order of the Phoenix, so that the Death Eaters couldn't tell the difference, and there were few reasons to confront the dark wizards from outside.

Guys who dared to risk their lives in the black market were the real stubblers.

A real dark wizard.

It's not like this group of bullying guys can be compared.

Of course, this is related to the death of several Death Eaters in the past two days, which makes people wonder if someone is deliberately targeting the Death Eaters.

Yaxley really guessed right, it was indeed someone who created conflicts for them in Hogsmeade.

It's just that what Albert didn't expect was that the situation turned out to be one-sided at the beginning. He originally thought that the two sides were fighting back and forth.

The result is this?

The Death Eater actually took the initiative to confess.

How can this work.

If Hogsmeade can't be completely detonated, how can the next plan continue?
(End of this chapter)