Chapter 218: The Human Trafficker Sold It Right Away
Seeing Aaron rushing into Knockturn Alley but not chasing Abe, but running to crowded places, Genes' face was bitter.
It was confirmed, the young master was definitely going to run away again.
But after a brief anxiety, he became excited.
As the saying goes, you should get up where you fell.
Last year, Aaron's successful escape was a huge failure for those who were responsible for guarding him, but they didn't think they had a chance to get up.
Because the young master was a smart man, he must know that this year and in the future, they would do their best to plug all the loopholes and would not give him a second chance to run away.
But what happened now proved that they made a mistake in judgment, but... the mistake was wonderful! Here comes the chance to avenge the previous shame.
Thinking of this, Gene suddenly had the urge to laugh three times, and was also full of fighting spirit.
He didn't think much and quickly chased after Aaron.
Although only a dozen seconds had passed, Aaron still left Genes more than 30 meters behind with his physical fitness far beyond ordinary people.
After turning an alley, he just met up with Abe when he noticed a dark shadow on the ground.
"Child, are you lost?" An old witch in her sixties or seventies smiled kindly, "Come with us! We will take you home."
The other three shabby wizards in the alley also gathered around. They smiled coldly, looking at Aaron or Abe, as if they were looking at some precious goods.
Aaron raised his eyebrows. These were probably human traffickers or robbers in the wizarding world.
He was about to try to enforce justice when he heard footsteps getting closer and closer. He immediately pretended to be harmless and picked up Abe.
"Okay!" Aaron said politely, "Thank you, you are really good people."
The four black wizards looked at each other and felt that this order was a sure thing.
It was the first time they saw such a fresh and handsome little wizard. They would definitely be able to sell him for a good price.
But they hadn't taken a few steps when a strange voice came from behind them.
"Master, stop playing, you should come back with me."
Jinns looked very proud, he himself did not expect it to be so easy this time.
Although these wizards were not good people at first glance, they seemed very kind to him. If they had not blocked his way, he would have spent a few more minutes to catch the master.
"Master?"
Several black wizards looked at each other.
To be honest, they had sold children of status before. After all, in this line of work, apart from their lives and Galleons, they did not care about other morals, laws, etc.
But now the family of this child has caught up with them. Although he looks only about 30 years old, his strength should be the same as theirs.
But if he runs away, the aftermath will be very troublesome.
Just when they were hesitating whether 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 Genes uneasily, "Grandma, uncles, he is a human trafficker."
Genes' mouth twitched slightly, "This joke is not funny at all."
"Humph! After I lost my mother in Diagon Alley, you followed me.
You told everyone you were my housekeeper, and then took me to this broken alley, saying that the boss would definitely like this cargo."
The dark wizards' eyes lit up, and they looked at Genes with more contempt.
Let's go together!
But his acting skills were too superb, and he almost fooled them, the liars.
"Master." Genes gritted his teeth and suppressed his temper, "The game is over. If you say that again, I will be angry. Come back with me."
"This... friend." A bald wizard stood in front of Genes and said righteously, "Although you came first, our rules don't emphasize first come first served!
This child has nothing to do with you, get out of here."
"I..."
Genes had never been wronged before, and subconsciously wanted to teach this bastard a profound lesson, but this is Knockturn Alley after all, and he didn't want to make too much noise.
"I don't want to do it, but it doesn't mean I can't do it."
"Who do you think you are? This is Knockturn Alley. Even if you die, there may not be anyone to collect your body." The bald wizard laughed wildly, "Get out of here quickly, don't stop us from making a fortune."
If you don't commit suicide, you won't die!
Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, then pulled the old witch's sleeve, "Can we go home? I miss my parents."
"Of course, kid." The old witch comforted, then gave Jins a provocative look and walked towards the alley with Aaron.
Just as Jins was about to stop him, the bald wizard stretched out his arm and sneered, "It seems that you really don't know what's good for you!"
"If you don't want to die, get out of the way."
"Ha!" The bald wizard smiled contemptuously, "I'll stop this guy, but I want an extra 10% afterwards."
The old witch nodded, and the other two dark wizards also said they had no objection.
Jins looked at the idiot standing in front of him, and then glanced at the young master who was facing away from him and raised his middle finger, and couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile.
In his opinion, Aaron's approach was meaningless, and he could deal with these crooked melons and cracked dates in less than half a minute.
In addition to him, No. 3 and No. 4 also followed Aaron. Both of them were high-level magicians and would not show up unless it was a critical moment, but he, as the butler, could give them orders directly and bring the young master back at any time.
"Forget it, since the young master wants to play, just treat it as adding an hour 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.
The light blue light shot towards Jins, but the expected scream did not appear.
Just when he was puzzled, a buzzing sound suddenly came to his ears. He seemed to be in a Category 10 hurricane, and his body turned rapidly in the air uncontrollably.
Although his head was particularly dizzy, the bald wizard also realized the terrifying strength of Jins, and regretted it.
He admired himself a little. Just for that one tenth of Galleon, he actually took the initiative to stop a great magician who was not at the same level as him.
"Let me go, please.
I won't dare to do it again, please..." He begged for mercy with difficulty, but his mouth was soon sealed, "Woo woo woo..."
Jins glanced at him lightly, "Since my young master is not 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 in horror, and tears and sweat were scared out.
That's Azkaban! A dark wizard like him would be worse than death if he went in.
Also, the kid just now was actually a young master.
What grudges and hatreds! Even if they went to Knockturn Alley to experience the excitement, they wouldn't be so bad!
The old witch and the others also noticed the movement here, but they had no intention of helping.
On the one hand, they didn't know the course of the battle, and their understanding of Jins was not accurate, otherwise they would have run away without looking back. On the other hand, if one person was eliminated, the three of them could get more.
"You two go up and kill him. If you can't, stop him for two minutes." The old witch said lightly, and then gave Aaron a gentle smile, "Let's go, I'll take you home."
Aaron nodded very cooperatively, and at the same time silently praised the two black wizards who blocked the way in his heart. They were all warriors who didn't know what fear was!
"Can it be faster?"
"Of course."
The old witch also wanted to get Aaron out quickly. After all, it's better to put it in the bag. There are too many uncertainties in living people. The golden gold galleons are more attractive to her.
However, just as they reached the end of the alley, a black figure landed in front of them.
This was a black wizard who was responsible for blocking the road, but he was unconscious now, with burn marks all over his body.
"This..." The old witch widened her eyes, turned her head and looked at another companion who was imprisoned in place by Jins, whose body was constantly twitching. She couldn't help but feel her legs weak and stepped back in panic.
Who did they offend? That was the strongest wizard in their team, and he had no power to fight back.
"We don't want this child..."
Before the word "take it" came out, Aaron decisively interrupted and said, "I won't give up.
Grandma, let's run!
Turning the corner is a crowded place, we can't waste the time that the uncles have fought for!
If I am caught by that bad guy, he will definitely beat me to death."
Hearing this, the old witch seemed to be enlightened, and she made up her mind in an instant: run.
Seeing the miserable state of her three partners, she knew that the man was not a good person, and what she just said was "kill him". If she handed over the child for three words, she would not have a good end, so she might as well take a gamble.
"Follow me closely."
The old witch said to Aaron, her voice was 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, buy me some time.
Abe moved his ears and jumped out of Aaron's arms.
The old witch burst out with a speed that did not belong to her age, and the journey that would have taken two minutes was compressed by half.
After Genes dealt with the last roadblocker, he rushed out of the alley quickly, but he only saw a dense flow of people.
"Alas! It seems that it will take a little more time."
Just when Genes felt regretful, a striking white suddenly appeared outside an alley, and he clearly saw a pair of clear pupils shrinking back in panic after discovering him.
"Haha! This reconnaissance is really unsatisfactory. You were still careless, young master!" Genes laughed and immediately chased after him with full confidence.
At the same time, the old witch also brought Aaron to a small auction house, where at least dozens of dark wizards gathered.
"Mr. Peel, this is a top-quality product." The old witch no longer pretended and rubbed her hands at the man in his fifties wearing a monocle sitting at a table, as if she felt that her safety was guaranteed here.
"Name your price!"
Pier looked at Aaron carefully and found that he was not as nervous and scared as the previous children, or crying loudly, but was very calm, and he couldn't help but have a little interest.
"Five hundred gold galleons."
"What? Only five hundred." The old witch was not satisfied with the price, "Look at his appearance, just based on this face you should give me a thousand galleons."
"It's because of his face that I offer you five hundred, otherwise three hundred would be too much for me." Pierre twisted his mustache and said impatiently.
Aaron:......
What kind of vision! Is my face only worth two hundred galleons?