Bojin Boke Store is the largest store in the entire Overturned Alley.

The shop owner Bojin Bok's real name is Karaktakus Bok. He is an old witch. He is always used to hunching his waist and his hair is as greasy as Snape's kelp's head.

This is a pretty sleek wizard, and his voice is the same greasy as his hair.

Hearing the movement in front of the door, he looked up and saw the two middle-aged witches pretending to be Sherlock and Dumbledore. When he walked in from outside the door, Mr. Bock's mouth subconsciously showed a pleasing smile.

"Welcome to my store, what do you need to order?"

Sherlock didn't say anything. After entering the door, he released his control area directly.

Even the largest shop in the entire Overturn Alley covers less than 100 square meters. At the moment the field was unfolding, everything here was completely hidden from him.

Dumbledore was responsible for communicating with Mr. Bock.

His face still had that gentle smile, and the face of a middle-aged man, gave people the feeling of a bully old man.

"My name is Percival Riddle, this is John Riddle, my brother, we have lived in Yorkshire before."

Mr. Bock looked at Dumbledore with his old eyes, his smile on his face remained unchanged, but his eyes became apparently obscure.

"Oh~ It's Mr. Riddle, your last name makes me feel a little familiar."

Dumbledore supported the counter with his elbow and pulled him closer to Mr. Bock, and he deliberately lowered his voice.

"We have an uncle who has been missing for several years, Mr. Bock. He is my father's younger brother and disappeared in the fifties. Now my father is old and wants to know the current situation of this brother who has been here, regardless of whether he is still there. We two brothers investigated and found that my uncle named Tom Riddle had been here to work for a while before he went missing around the world in 1948, so I want to inquire about his situation from you."

After listening to Dumbledore's narration, Mr. Bock's turbid eyes seemed to have not changed at all. He was quiet for a few seconds, and then he frowned slowly and knocked on his head.

"Sorry, the old man is old and has a bad memory..."

The smile on Dumbledore's face did not change much, and he still looked at Mr. Bock, who was only halfway through his words.

"However, in my impression, I did hire a good young man, whose surname is Riddle, well, a warm and cheerful young man who graduated from Hogwarts Gryffindor College."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, the smile on his face calmed down, and then turned around and wanted to leave.

"It seems we were wrong. Mr. Bock, our family is both graduated from Slytherin College. Although my uncle is cheerful, he is not as enthusiastic as he is. However, Riddle is not a niche surname after all..."

However, before he had just made a move toward the door with Sherlock, Mr. Bock behind the counter showed a sudden enlightenment.

"Ah yes, that young man graduated from Slytherin. Sorry, this is how people get older. Many things are easy to remember. Unfortunately, the meditation pot is too expensive, otherwise every elderly person in the magic world should be equipped with one..."

Dumbledore and Sherlock naturally turned back,

Sherlock still had a cold face and said nothing, Dumbledore's face also had that gentle smile on his face again.

"It's normal. My father is about the same age as you. Sometimes he can't even touch the door. But as long as you can recall it, it's a good thing. I hope you can help us brothers,"

Mr. Bock showed a embarrassed expression on his face.

"I want to help you too, but some things are not sold recently, which makes me very distressed. You should understand that an elderly man will inevitably be unable to remember something when he is full of how to make money and make a living."

This is not an hint, it can be said to be an explicit statement.

The smile on Dumbledore's face slowly became lighter, but it had not completely disappeared.

He gently took out a cloth bag from his pocket, and then countless small golden particles spilled on the ground from the bag.

The golden beans, the size of soybeans, all ran and climbed up, rushed up to the counter in front of Boke, and then turned back to Jin Jialong in front of him. Twenty pieces were built into one pillar, and a total of ten pillars were placed on the glass counter.

"Of course I know the rules, Mr. Bock, there has never been a pie in the sky in the alley. You don't have to give us any goods that cannot be sold. This money is the cost of buying news. If you still think it's less, then let's forget about this today."

Looking at the gold coins in front of you with golden luster, a trace of greed flashed in Boke's eyes.www.biqugétν.com

He picked up a piece from the pile of Jin Jialong, and with his experienced eyes, he could naturally confirm at a glance that this was not a scam like a small devil gold coins, but a real Jin Jialong.

And just now Dumbledore showed his move in front of him, which was nothing more than a warning.

There are not many wizards who can perform such a transformation technique without chanting spells or using a wand, which also finds a step to stop Bok's unstoppable greed.

"This is already a fair price, Mr. Riddle, uu reads www.uukanshu.com Thank you for some financial assistance to a self-reliant elderly person, and I will of course say everything I know, hoping to provide a little help to your family search journey."

Without seeing any action from him, all the Jin Jialongs on the counter disappeared in front of Dumbledore and Sherlock.

Obviously, it was impossible to get the money that had been given out. Bock also spoke in his greasy voice and told Dumbledore and Sherlock the story of the young man who was once called Tom Riddle working in his store.

"To be honest, your uncle left a deep impression on me."

After getting the money, Boke stopped pretending and said with a very thick and thin face.

"He was the best student among the Hogwarts graduates that year. The Ministry of Magic completely opened the door to him. Many departments rushed to ask for him, but in the end he chose to come to me to apply for a job and said he wanted to be an apprentice in my store." The fastest thing for you is just a professor of the Dark Magic Defense class. Update, Chapter 360 Tom Riddle's two nephews read for free. https://

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