Chapter 773: Meeting Ceremony in Knockturn Alley (page 12)
Knockturn Alley is a favorite place for dark wizards and wandering wizards to gather. The streets here are dirty and shabby, and even the air is filled with a strange smell, which is very similar to the burnt smell given off after the potion has dried. , the environment is vastly different from that of Diagon Alley next door.
Kyle had been here before, but he had never observed it carefully. This time he went to look for werewolves with Newt, and he noticed that there were so many shops here.
Stretching from the entrance to the depths of Knockturn Alley, the number of shops is no less than that of Diagon Alley next door.
It's just that most of the shops here don't have signboards, and some will just hang something at the door. For example, a withered finger, a skull, or something like a tree root.
"These are to cope with the inspection by the Ministry of Magic." Seemingly seeing Kyle's doubts, Newt explained: "Withered fingers represent general dark magic items and stolen dirt, and skeletons represent poison and fatal curses. thing.
“However, most of these shops are fake or repackaged defective products, and even in half of the street, you can’t find a single genuine product.
"After all, integrity is the cheapest thing in Knockturn Alley."
"Won't the people who were deceived come to trouble them?" Kyle asked.
Anyway, if he bought a fake, he definitely wouldn't just let it go.
"I did it a long time ago." Newt said, "But those who can own a shop in Knockturn Alley basically have some special skills and the best things to buy. It is difficult for ordinary wizards to take advantage.
"And the shopkeepers here have long been united. If you cause trouble for one person, you are causing trouble for all the shopkeepers. So even powerful wizards have to abide by the rules here."
"Rules? What rules?"
"There are many, but the most important thing is not to return anything," Newt said. "You have to think carefully before buying things here, and you can't regret it after you pay."
"Oh, that's right." Kyle nodded. He looked at Newt and couldn't help but feel a little confused... Didn't Newt always live in Dorset? Why are you so familiar with Knockturn Alley?
"Have you been here before?" he asked.
"I've been here a few times." Newt's eyes suddenly became wandering. "There are some things that you can't buy through normal channels. You can only try your luck here."
From the look on his face, Kyle could probably guess what was going on...it was nothing more than something from Newt's youth.
After being blocked by the Ministry of Magic in almost all countries, if he wanted to go anywhere, he could only do so through illegal portkeys or other irregular means.
And these things can only be found in places like Knockturn Alley.
So strictly speaking, Newt is considered a frequent visitor here.
But Kyle didn't point it out. He looked around and asked, "But didn't you just say that almost everything here is fake?"
"It's almost, but not all. If there isn't even one genuine item, we won't be able to open here." Newt coughed twice, "In fact, I have been deceived many times, on average, every five times." Only then can I buy a useful genuine product.”
"The probability is really low." Kyle curled his lips and said, looking at the surrounding shops again.
At this moment, he suddenly noticed that a figure suddenly flashed behind a certain window and disappeared again when he looked over.
"It seems we've been discovered," Kyle said.
"It has been discovered a long time ago." Newt said calmly, "The wizards living here have a special way of contacting them. They have known it since we came in."
The two walked forward for a while and came to the depths of Knockturn Alley.
The environment here is even worse, and there are other people on the road. Most of them wrap themselves tightly in shabby scarves and hoods, sit on the street corners and set up stalls, or walk in a hurry.
However, these people are not particularly large. It can be seen that after the Death Eaters attacked Diagon Alley, the business here has also been greatly affected.
Here, Kyle and Newt, who were neatly dressed, became aliens. Although their faces could not be seen, it was not difficult to tell from the direction of their heads that everyone here was staring at them.
"Are we too high-profile?" Kyle asked in a low voice: "Should we hide ourselves properly?"
"It doesn't matter." Newt shook his head and said, "Knockturn Alley has its own mark. Every outsider here will be as obvious as the Moon-Crazy Beast in the Manticore. It can't be hidden at all, even if it's invisible. There’s no use for clothes.”
"Then how should we find the werewolf." Kyle frowned slightly.
Now their every move is being watched by people, both on the street and in the shops on both sides. It is almost like they are walking forward under a dozen searchlights. It is really difficult to find people in this situation.
"Well...people in Knockturn Alley rarely mind their own business." Newt said calmly, "Especially when this matter has nothing to do with them, at least when I came here."
The two of them continued walking forward, and the further inside they went, the more people there were.
At this time, Kyle gradually got used to the glances coming from around him. Just like Newt said, each of them was just looking at them. It had nothing to do with them, and no one had the intention to step forward to ask.
Kyle turned a corner and stopped in front of a fork in the road. On the left side of the intersection, there was a shop with fangs hanging on it. Although it was also shabby, it could be regarded as the largest shop around.
Newt glanced up. "I thought we could ask for directions."
Kyle also looked over, "Teeth, what kind of store is this?"
Just when he was confused, two unkempt and dirty wizards walked out.
"Get out of here, wizard, this is not the place you should come to." One of them said, his voice hoarse, as if squeezed out of his throat.
Kyle reacted immediately to the familiar voice and the conspicuous long yellow nails.
Werewolf...
Yes, Lupine said before that Fenrir Greyback had a very high vision. He would only select young and strong werewolves to join, while the old and weak werewolves he didn't like could only gather in Knockturn Alley. .
Thinking of this, Kyle stepped forward and said politely: "Don't get me wrong, I'm here to find someone."
"This has nothing to do with us." One of the werewolves shouted sternly: "Get out of here!"
"Don't say that. If you are willing to provide clues, I can pay." Kyle took out a handful of gold coins.
"You have things hanging at your door. You must be running some kind of business. In this way, if you tell me what I want to know, these will all be yours."
Looking at the golden Galleons in Kyle's hand, the werewolf wizard's eyes widened instantly.
He looked at Kyle's clean clothes and his slightly childish face, and a flash of greed flashed across his face.
At this time, stimulated by the gold coins, other people around them also moved, faintly surrounding Kyle and Newt.
The werewolf wizard asked quickly: "Let's talk first, if we want to find out the information, this little money will not be enough."
"No problem." Kyle said with a smile, as if he hadn't noticed his current situation, "As long as it's reasonable, it doesn't matter how much money you have."
