"...You've really made a fortune this time," Mr. Granger said helplessly, looking at the big bag in Zheng Fan's hand.
There were more than twenty books in the bag, each costing about ten Galleons. That means Zheng Fan earned over two hundred Galleons all at once. That was over a thousand pounds and more than nine thousand Renminbi (RMB), almost what Mr. Granger, a dentist, could earn in two - plus months.
"Zheng Fan, did you really memorize those books on the spot just now? You're amazing!" Hermione had gone from being unfamiliar with Zheng Fan at first to showing blatant admiration now.
Well, a child's admiration could change every three days. Zheng Fan didn't think he'd successfully charmed a girl just because of this.
In response to Hermione's praise, Zheng Fan just smiled. Memorizing two books only took up less than 5 megabytes in his memory module. Compared to the module's total storage capacity of 50 terabytes, it was just a mere grain in the vast sea.
"Okay, let's not talk about me. We still have a lot of things to buy. At least, we can't do without school uniforms," Zheng Fan pointed at Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions not far away. This was his favorite shop because the things here were the cheapest.
Thinking of this, Zheng Fan suddenly felt a sense of sadness and couldn't help but want to strangle Dumbledore.
The process of buying robes at Madam Malkin's was much more normal than at the bookstore. Except that Madam Malkin enthusiastically complimented Zheng Fan on his good figure, which made Zheng Fan's hair stand on end.
With only five Galleons left, Zheng Fan obviously couldn't buy all the things he needed. He didn't plan to borrow money from Mr. Granger, so he had to find a way to make some money on his own.
There were many ways. For example, he could directly use magic to get pounds from Muggles and then exchange them for Galleons at Gringotts.
Or he could work in some places that require brainpower with the help of his memory module. The wizarding world also needed technical talents like him.
After saying goodbye to the Granger family, Zheng Fan walked along the streets of Diagon Alley, thinking.
Suddenly, he stopped and looked ahead.
The number of wizards here suddenly decreased, and the smell of Mana in the air also became a bit strange.
He looked up at the street sign. The sign behind him said Diagon Alley, and the arrow in front of him pointed to a place called Knockturn Alley.
"Knockturn Alley... It seems to be like a black market in the wizarding world?" Zheng Fan stroked his chin thoughtfully.
Then his eyes lit up.
If he wanted money, wasn't this the best place?
In any work, the black market was never a law - abiding place, especially in this mixed - up wizarding world. It was quite normal for some extra - legal events to happen!
He felt the wand in his pocket, grinned, took out the black robe he'd just bought from the bag, put it on, and pulled up the hood.
After doing all this, he slowly walked into this dim alley.
Although Knockturn Alley is right next to Diagon Alley, the scenery here is completely different. It seems that sunlight can't penetrate this place, and the entire alley is shrouded in a gloomy haze. Zheng Fan felt like singing a few lines of "Welcome to Beijing" (a well - known Chinese song).
There are quite a few shops here. Just after walking for a while, Zheng Fan saw a shop selling poisonous candles, one selling blood bread, and another selling self - exploding wands.
By the way, what's up with the last one? Who would be so idle as to buy a wand that explodes in your hand?
Zheng Fan's expression was a bit strange. The shops in Knockturn Alley have a rather eerie style, but it seems that the owners generally have low IQs...
Just as he thought of this, a shadow suddenly blocked his way.
"Huh?"
Zheng Fan, who was looking sideways at the shop next to him, turned his head and saw a tall man in a tattered cloak with his face covered standing in front of him.
"Hey, kid! Can't you see you're in the way?" the man growled in a low voice.
" Oh... alright then, you go first." Zheng Fan responded and stepped aside. He thought he had a pretty good temper. Looking at how shabbily this man was dressed, he must not have a good living condition. It's understandable that he has a bad temper. Letting him pass was like showing respect for the elderly and caring for the young.
However, the other party didn't seem to intend to move on. Even after Zheng Fan stepped aside, he didn't pass. Instead, he slowly stretched out his right hand wearing a black leather glove: "Forget it. I'm short of an experimental subject anyway. You'll do. Kids have more vitality and can withstand more torture."
"Are you trying to abduct me? I think that's a very wrong decision." Zheng Fan showed a somewhat troubled look.
"Save your breath, boy. You'll talk to the angels later. It's a great honor for you to be an experimental subject for me, the dark wizard Hain Lor."
He directly reached for Zheng Fan's collar. He didn't even bother to use a spell. Zheng Fan was too young. At this age, even the descendants of wizard families couldn't cast any decent spells; they were as fragile as a flock of chicks.
The next second, his eyes widened.
He looked down in shock at Zheng Fan, who only reached his chest, and the latter was pointing a black wand at his chest.
There was a big hole there, and you could see the scenery behind his chest directly from the front.
" I've told you it's a wrong decision to abduct me. Why don't you listen?" Zheng Fan shook his head helplessly, looking at the dark wizard who fell to the ground with a thud.
" It seems that with my current strength, I still can't perfectly cast the Reducto spell, at least not silently. If this spell were perfectly cast, it should be able to blow his body to pieces." As he said, he slowly squatted down and started rummaging through the wizard's belongings.
First, a money bag, which was exactly what Zheng Fan needed most at the moment. He counted the money. There were 47 Galleons, 15 Sickles, and 2 Knuts in total.
"Ha, a rich guy. Well, at least richer than me." Zheng Fan whistled and poured the money into his own money bag.
Then he rummaged through another pocket.
This time, the things he found were a bit special: a wand and a small book with a brown cover.
"Experiment log... This is his experimental notebook. From what he said just now, it seems that he's conducting human experiments. I wonder what it's about." Muttering to himself, Zheng Fan opened the book.
After reading for a while, he closed the book and tossed it into his schoolbag, grinning widely.
"Not bad. I've struck gold. It seems I have to pay a visit to his place next."