"The Malfoy family is all bad guys. If what Dobby said was true, Hogwarts would definitely be in danger." Harry and Draco Malfoy were enemies, so he did not hesitate to believe Dobby.

Seeing everyone showing concern, Allen spoke, "No matter whether it is true or not, Hogwarts is the safest with Dumbledore here. Now you should enjoy a birthday party."

"Yes, Harry, don't think so much, let's have the cake first." Ron drooled at the cake.

Harry had to give up his random thoughts and enjoy his birthday cake with his friends.

The birthday party is finally over, and the brothers Hermione, Ron and Weasley are going back, and Harry is going back to the Dursley family.

Ron patted Harry on the shoulder: "Harry, you can endure it for a few days first. After we go back, we will discuss with our parents and take you to the Burrow Life."

"Really?" Harry looked surprised. He couldn't stay in this family for a moment.

Freck snatched the words: "Of course, Harry is our friend, and we won't let you fall into dire straits."

"And my parents like Harry, so they will definitely agree." George continued.

"That's great, I'll wait for you at home."

At this point, Harry's birthday party ended.

On August 1, cloudy turns to sunny.

Allen went to the Overturn Alley alone and worked part-time at the Bojin Bock store.

The last time he came to the alley, Alan was almost separated by the black wizard. Now he is not afraid of these little things.

Allen walked into the narrow and dark path with confidence, and everyone coming and going were wearing black robes, mysterious.

Alan's unconcealed appearance is simply telling others that he is a newbie and welcomes him to do it.

Sure enough, a black witch stopped in front of Allen, looked at Allen with malicious eyes, and said, "Little wizard, I am missing someone who has tried medicine recently, should I follow me?"

"Oh, how much does it cost per month? Are you having a double break? Do you have medical insurance? Do you have food and accommodation?"

The black witch was confused. What's going on with this child? It's strange.

Allen said disappointedly, "You unscrupulous wizard dare to come out to recruit workers without these. Do you know that the competition in society is very fierce now, and it is impossible to recruit talents without paying."

"You unlucky child, I will definitely get you today."

Before the black witch could use the spell, Alan quickly stepped forward and instantly came to the black witch, then punched into the black witch's abdomen.

The black witch's eyes widened and her face pale. Alan let go of his hand and the black witch fell to the ground.

Allen raised his hand and looked at the black smoke dissipating from the dragon-skin gloves, and the corners of his mouth bent slightly up.

Most of the products in Bojin Boke's store are black magic props. For their own safety, Alan deliberately wore dragon leather gloves.

The black wizard had many evil props on him. Just now, he triggered a black magic prop. Alan also relied on the dragon-skin gloves to do so.

Allen didn't plan to search for the Black Witch's trophy, after all, it was too dangerous, so let it be given to others.

Allen had seen many people turning their eyes here, most of which were looking at the Black Witch, with greed in his eyes.

In front is the Bojin Bock store. Allen quickly walked into the store. The store was messy and had no beauty at all.

And there are all kinds of strange human organs, as if they have seen them in the perverted murderer.

Alan also noticed that a glass eyeball in a jar was staring at him strangely.

A voice came from inside.

"You're here, Alan Drew."

Mr. Bojin walked out slowly, a bit like Snape, with greasy and disgusting hair, and even his voice was a bit greasy.

Alan had a faint attack of cleanliness, showed a reluctant smile, and said, "Mr. Bojin, I'll come to work part-time today. What do I need to do?"

Mr. Bojin showed his yellow teeth and said, "If you want to work here, you must know clearly which paths are dangerous and which do not."

"Most of my here are black magic props. In previous years, many part-time employees have died. Are you sure you still want to stay?"

Allen nodded. Alan still had this enlightenment. If he was afraid, he would not choose Bojin Boke Store.

"Very good. Now I'll start introducing these props, I will only say it once, and I won't repeat it again. Do you understand?"

"Understood."

Mr. Bojin nodded with satisfaction and introduced various products with Allen.

"This is a hand of glory. Put a candle on that hand. The candlelight is just for the person holding this hand. This is a good helper for thieves and robbers. There is no danger. It costs 150 Gallons."

"This is an opal necklace, and it was cursed. Nineteen people have died because of this, so try not to touch it. It costs 100 Gallons."

"Venom canal can release venom of venomous snakes, and it will be poisoned when touched. So if you can, you won't touch it, it will cost 75 Gallons."

Mr. Bojin took Alan to the glass eyeballs and said, "This glass eyeball is a special magic eye that can be locked and captures magic residues. It is not dangerous. It costs 500 Gallons."

Mr. Bojin roughly introduced the goods in the front of the store, and there were not many dangerous props. Most of the dangerous black magic props were inside the store.

Allen just needs to stay at the counter to be responsible for selling things and checking out.

There were not many customers in this kind of store. Alan stayed for one morning without a single customer, and could only read the Prophet Daily bored.

The more important thing is that the Ministry of Magic began to search for private residences, and both Muggle items and black magic items were searched.

Bojin Boke Store has the function of acquiring black magic props, and it is estimated that it will become busy these days.

Sure enough, in the afternoon, Bojin Boke Store welcomed a pure blood family guest.

Seeing the visitor, Mr. Bojin smiled greedily: "Isn't this Ingma? What can I do to help you?"

Ingma Flint impatiently placed a bag in front of Mr. Bojin and said, "How much is these black magic items cost? Give it a price."

Mr. Bojin signaled Alan to listen carefully, and then began to check the items one by one.

Alan saw Mr. Bojin's hand emitted a strange light, which seemed to block various black magic and curses.

Sure enough, it is impossible for people who eat this bowl of rice to do without one or two unique skills.

Mr. Bojin said while checking the items: "This is Glock's black magic book. There are not many existing ones, so you can get 50 gallons."

"This parchment seems to have been refined by a master. As long as you have a drop of blood from the enemy, you can analyze the enemy's intelligence, 80 Gallons."

"This fairy eye can be made into a demon eye, which has a certain value, 60 gallons."

"As for other low-value black magic items, I can buy them all with 100 Gallons."

Allen blinked his eyes. This profitable businessman is amazing. If it is sold formally, it will be at least four or five times the value.
Chapter completed!