Chapter 218: Human trafficker, sold at the drop of a hat

Seeing Aaron rushing into Knockturn Alley but not specifically chasing Abe, instead running to a crowded place, Genes had a trace of bitterness on his face.

It’s true, the young master is definitely going to run away again.

But after a brief moment of anxiety, he became excited.

As the saying goes, get up wherever you fall.

Aaron's successful escape last year was a huge failure for those of them responsible for escorting, but none of them felt they had a chance to get up.

Because the young master is a smart man, he must know that they will do their best to plug all the loopholes this year and even in the future, and will not give him a second chance to escape.

But what happened now proved that their judgment was wrong, but... what a mistake! Now is the chance to avenge one's shame.

Thinking of this, Genes suddenly had the urge to look up to the sky and laugh three times, and he was also full of fighting spirit.

He didn't think much and quickly chased after Aaron.

Although only more than ten seconds had passed, Aaron still surpassed Genes by more than thirty meters with his physical fitness far beyond ordinary people.

Turning an alley, he noticed a dark figure on the ground as soon as he met Abe.

"Child, are you lost?" An old witch in her sixties or seventies smiled kindly, "Come with us! We will take you home."

Three other wizards in shabby clothes in the alley also gathered around. They had cold smiles, either looking at Aaron or Abe, as if they were sizing up some precious goods.

Aaron raised his eyebrows, these were probably human traffickers or robbers from the wizarding world.

Just when he was about to try his luck, he heard the footsteps getting closer and closer. He immediately pretended to be harmless and picked up Abe.

"Okay!" Aaron said politely, "Thank you, you are such good people."

The four dark wizards looked at each other and felt that the deal was solid.

This was the first time they had seen such a fresh and handsome little wizard, and he would definitely be able to sell it for a good price.

But before they took a few steps, a strange voice came from behind them.

"Master, stop playing around, you should go back with me."

Genes looked proud. He didn't expect it to be so easy this time.

Although these wizards didn't look like good people at first glance, they looked very kind to him. If they hadn't blocked the way, it would have taken him a few more minutes to catch the young master back.

"Master?"

Several dark wizards looked at each other.

To be honest, it's not like they haven't sold children with status before. After all, apart from the lives and Galleons of those who work in this industry, they don't care about other morals, laws or anything like that.

But now this child's family has caught up with him. Although he looks about thirty years old, his strength should be about the same as theirs.

But if he runs away, the aftermath will be very troublesome.

Just when they were hesitating to give up, Aaron nervously hid behind the old witch, with obvious panic in his eyes.

"I don't know you at all." Aaron pointed at Jeans uneasily, "Grandma, several uncles, he is a human trafficker."

Genes' mouth twitched slightly, "This joke is not funny at all."

"Hmph! You followed me after I lost my mother in Diagon Alley.

When I saw someone, I told them that you are my butler, and then took me to this shabby alley. I also said that the boss would definitely like the goods this time. "

The dark wizards' eyes lit up, and they looked at Jeans with more contempt.

Colleagues!

However, his acting skills were too superb, and he almost deceived several of them.

"Master." Jeans gritted his teeth and suppressed his violent temper. "The game is over. If you say that again, I will be angry. Come back with me quickly."

"This... friend." A bald wizard stood in front of Jeans and said righteously, "Although you came first, our rules do not emphasize first come, first served!

This child has nothing to do with you anymore, get out of here. "

"I..."

Genes had never been wronged, so he subconsciously wanted to teach this bastard a profound lesson, but this was Knockturn Alley after all, and he didn't want to make too much noise.

"I don't want to do it, but that doesn't mean I can't do it."

"Who do you think you are? This is Knockturn Alley. Even if you die, no one will collect your body." The bald wizard laughed wildly, "Get out of here, don't stop us from getting rich."

If you don’t seek death, you won’t die!

Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, then pulled the old witch's sleeves, "Can we go home? I miss my parents."

"Of course kid." The old witch comforted, then gave Jeans a provocative look and led Aaron towards the alley.

Just when Genes was about to stop him, the bald wizard stretched out his arm and sneered: "It seems you really don't know what's good and what's good!"

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way."

"Ha!" The bald wizard smiled contemptuously, "I blocked this guy, but I will get an extra ten percent afterwards."

The old witch nodded, and the other two dark wizards expressed no objection.

Genes looked at the idiot standing in front of him, and then at the young master who had his back to him and raised his middle finger. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

In his opinion, Aaron's approach made no sense at all. He could finish these crooked things in less than half a minute.

And in addition to him, No. 3 and No. 4 are also following Aaron. Both of them are high-level magisters and will not show up until critical moments. However, as a butler, he can directly give orders to them and bring the young master back at any time. .

"Forget it, since the young master wants to play, let's just think of it as adding time to this game!"

"Why are you pretending when everyone is gone?" The bald wizard pulled out an old wand with some annoyance, and cast a curse with a sinister smile.

Light blue light shot towards Jeans, but the expected scream did not appear.

Just when he was puzzled, there was a sudden buzzing in his ears. He seemed to be in a Category 10 hurricane, and his body flipped rapidly in mid-air uncontrollably.

Although his head was extremely dizzy, the bald wizard also realized the terrifying strength of Genes, and his intestines turned green with regret.

He even admired himself a little. Just for the 10% Galleons, he actually took the initiative to stop a great magician who was not at the same level as him.

“Let me go, please.

I don't dare anymore, please..." He begged for mercy with difficulty, but his mouth was quickly sealed, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Genes glanced at him lightly, "For the sake of my young master not being injured, I won't do anything to you, but you will spend the rest of your life in Azkaban."

Hearing this, the bald wizard opened his eyes wide in shock, tears and sweat dripping from his eyes.

That's Azkaban! A dark wizard like him would be worse off than dead if he went in there.

Also, that kid just now was really a young master.

What a grudge! Even if you go to Knockturn Alley to experience the excitement, you won’t deceive them so much!

The old witch and the others also noticed the movement here, but they had no intention of helping.

On the one hand, they don't know what happened in the battle, and their understanding of Jeans is not accurate, otherwise they would have run away without looking back. On the other hand, if one person is eliminated, the three of them can get an extra share.

"You two go ahead and kill him. If that doesn't work, stop him for two minutes." The old witch said lightly, then gave Aaron a gentle smile, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Aaron nodded cooperatively, and at the same time silently praised the two dark wizards who blocked the road. They are both warriors who don't know what fear is!

"Can it be faster?"

"sure."

The old witch also wanted to take action against Aaron quickly. After all, there was too much uncertainty about the survival of a living person, and the golden Gallon was more attractive to her.

However, as soon as they reached the end of the alley, a black figure landed in front of them.

This is a dark wizard responsible for blocking the road, but he is now unconscious and has burn marks all over his body.

"This..." The old witch's eyes widened and she turned to look at her other companion who was imprisoned in place by Jeans and whose body was constantly twitching. Her legs became weak and she took a few steps back in panic.

Who did they mess with? He was the strongest wizard in their team, and he had no power to fight back.

"We don't..."

Before the word "I want it" was uttered, Aaron decisively interjected, "I won't give up.

Grandma, let’s run away!

Just around the corner there is a crowded place, so we can’t waste the time that a few uncles fought for!

If I get caught by that bad guy, he will definitely beat me to death. "

Hearing this, the old witch seemed to be awakened, and she made up her mind instantly: run.

Looking at the miserable conditions of her three partners, she knew that the man was not a good person, and what she just said was 'kill him', so she would not end up well if she just handed over the child with just three words. Take a gamble.

"Follow me."

The old witch said to Aaron, her voice no longer gentle, but full of urgency.

Aaron nodded seriously, and at the same time a low tone sounded in the air: Act according to the original plan and buy me some time.

Abe moved his ears and jumped out of Aaron's arms.

The old witch broke out at a speed that was not belonging to her age group, compressing the two-minute journey into less than half.

After Genes dealt with the last blocker, he quickly rushed out of the alley, but he only saw a dense flow of people.

"Alas! It seems like it will take a little more time."

Just when Genes was feeling regretful, a striking white figure suddenly appeared outside an alley. He clearly saw a pair of clear pupils shrink back in panic after discovering him.

"Haha! This reconnaissance really failed, young master, you are still careless!" Genes laughed, and immediately chased after him confidently.

At the same time, the old witch also took Aaron to a small auction house, where at least dozens of dark wizards gathered.

"Mr. Peel, this is top quality." The old witch stopped pretending and rubbed her hands at the man in his fifties wearing a monocle who was sitting at a table. She seemed to feel that she was safe here. Got guaranteed.

"Make a price!"

Pierre looked at Aaron carefully and found that he was not as nervous and scared as other children in the past, or cried loudly. Instead, he was very calm, and he couldn't help but feel a little interested.

"Five hundred gold galleons."

"What? It's only five hundred." The old witch was not satisfied with the price. "Look at his appearance. Just for his face, you should give me a thousand Galleons."

"It's because of his face that I offered you five hundred, otherwise three hundred would be too much for me." Pierre twirled his mustache and said impatiently.

Aaron: ...

What a vision! Is my face only worth two hundred galleons?