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Looking at the completely transformed Dobby, Lin Bei thought, "Looks like the makeover was quite successful!"

After he finished speaking, the mark of the Apocalypse appeared on the back of Dobby's hand.

"This, this, this..." Lucius was so shocked by the scene that he couldn't speak.

Or was it a domesticated imp that had awakened free will? How did it turn into a loyal lackey?

Brainwashing takes time, you know. With this little bit of time, you can't even do laundry!

On another note, would they use such methods on themselves?

Lucius was instantly drenched in cold sweat, his back soaked with sweat, and his face turned even paler than usual.

Lin Bei curled the corners of his lips and looked at Lucius with amusement.

Lucius lowered his head with a complicated expression and said nothing.

"Tell me, what kind of compensation do you want?" Lin Bei's voice interrupted Lucius's chaotic thoughts.

"In any case, I have caused you to lose a precious domesticated little fairy."

Moreover, I have never had the habit of exploiting my subordinates.

You can think carefully about what kind of compensation you need.

Lucius paused for a moment, instinctively wanting to say something platitude.

For example, statements like "Being able to help you is the best reward" or "Serving you is what I should do".

He often said these words when facing the Dark Lord, and he was so familiar with them that he couldn't be more so.

Normally, once these words are spoken, anyone who isn't a fool would compensate for it in other ways.

Unfortunately, Voldemort, who had been following him, turned out to be a complete idiot, taking the polite words literally.

Lucius also recalled his time as a Death Eater.

It was also in the living room of Malfoy Manor, but the scene was not as magnificent as it is now; instead, it was quite dark and gloomy.

A hoarse, deep voice came from the seat at the front of the living room.

“You’ve done well, Lucius,” the figure with snake-like eyes said coldly. “I’m always fair in my rewards and punishments. Tell me, what reward do you want?”

"Being able to serve my master is the reward I desire most!" Lucius said in a fawning tone, uttering the same platitudes he had said countless times before.

Unfortunately, the target of this conversation was not the pure-blood wizards he used to associate with.

“I’ve suddenly had a very interesting idea,” Voldemort grinned, revealing a sinister and terrifying smile. “Have your son join the Death Eaters, Lucius.”

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“Lucius, I’ve told you, I’m not a fool like Voldemort.”

Be a little bolder!

If you don't tell me, I'll make the decision for you.

Lucius gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and said, "My lord, I do have a request."

“I have a son who attends Hogwarts,” Lucius said carefully. “If it’s convenient, I would appreciate it if you could look after him.”

“Draco Malfoy, right? I remember him.” Lin Bei chuckled. “It’s a very simple matter, this little thing is hardly compensation for you.”

Besides, I'll only be staying here for a year; after all, I'm here on vacation.

“No, Professor Lin Bei, Draco is no small matter to me,” Lucius said. “He is the most important thing in my and Narcissa’s lives.”

"Okay, I understand." Lin Bei stared at Lucius and said, "I'll make the decision for you!"

Chapter 210

In the afternoon, the streets, which were usually lined with various shops, were deserted. There were only a few pedestrians and occasional passing vehicles.

People might still pass by other shops.

But the area in front of the Leaky Cauldron bar is like a deserted zone.

Under the Muggle Exorcism Curse, passersby completely ignore this dilapidated 80th-century-looking bar, and even when they are right in front of the Leaky Cauldron, they will unconsciously walk around it.

Lin Bei awkwardly touched the top hat on his head, with Dumbledore and Lucius beside him, both of whom had drunk Polyjuice Potion.

I pushed open the door of the Leaky Cauldron.

A wave of heat, a mixture of tobacco and food aromas, wafted towards me.

The Leaky Cauldron bar was bustling with activity.

Countless wizards dressed in strange costumes were either going in and out of the fireplace or enjoying their meals.

Tom, the hunchbacked, toothless owner, was enthusiastically greeting customers behind the bar, or turning over the pan to stir the meat, letting more of its aroma waft out.

Most of the wizards who came were there to buy things in Diagon Alley; for them, the Leaky Cauldron was just a transit point.

A small portion of these are deals that cannot be discussed publicly.

However, thanks to Tom's enthusiastic invitation, quite a few hungry wizards stayed behind and started chatting with the others.

"Hey! Handsome wizard, wanna have a glass of flaming whiskey? It's the perfect treat in this damn weather!"

Of course, Old Tom also offers other drinks here.

Lucius waved his hand dismissively in front of his nose, ignoring Tom.

The air here is filled with various smells, and people are even puffing out cigarette smoke.

There is no such thing as 'no smoking in public places' in the wizarding world. If it were just the kind of lingering smell of smoke indoors, Lucius wouldn't be so upset.

The Leaky Cauldron bar smelled not only of smoke, but also of food and cheap perfume, and various body odors mixed together, which made it disgusting.

Seeing that the three ignored him and headed straight for the back door, Tom wasn't annoyed.

He had seen plenty of well-dressed, sophisticated people like Lin Bei, and these kinds of people would never eat anything in a low-class tavern like his.

If they were to encounter those noble purebloods, they might even have to say a few unpleasant things.

In fact, just as old Tom thought, Lucius was stimulated by the environment as soon as he entered the room, which triggered his instincts.

Because Lin Bei was still beside him, he couldn't lash out, otherwise he would have said a few words to him.

Thinking this, Tom shook his head and chuckled as he began to greet the next guest.

We arrived at the wall leading to Diagon Alley.

Dumbledore skillfully opened the passage.

The streets were bustling, with a few people queuing outside each shop.

Lin Bei and his two companions had a clear objective: to head straight for Gringotts.

Gringotts has two main doors.

Above the second silver door inside is an inscription of a phrase that has been present since Gringotts was founded.

No one can steal even a single bronze knuckle from Gringotts vault.

There's nothing wrong with the statement itself.

The problem is that the master of Gringotts is a goblin.

A defeated race, a race sold into slavery.

Lin Bei glanced disdainfully at the slightly provocative warning.

Go into the lobby.

The sheer size and spaciousness of Gringotts Marble Hall are almost comparable to those of the Ministry of Magic.

They also have another thing in common: they are almost always crowded with people.

There seem to be more people here today than at the Ministry of Magic.

Countless people crowded into the hall.

Meanwhile, countless others, carrying Galleons, left with extreme caution.

On both sides of the crowd, there was a long row of counters, with about a hundred fairies sitting on high stools behind the counters, weighing coins with copper scales, examining gems with eyepieces, or keeping accounts and receiving guests.

Countless doors are scattered deeper into the hall.

Many fairies are guiding the guests who have made reservations to their respective underground vaults.

Several guests, sipping tea and waiting for Gringotts appraisers to appraise their gems, gave Lin Bei subtle nods.

A slight smile appeared on Lin Bei's lips.

These people are members of Tom's squad.

Long before Lin Bei arrived at Diagon Alley, after drinking Polyjuice Potion, they were already Apparated by Dobby to various corners of Diagon Alley and Knockout Alley, entering Gringotts in batches.

Once Lin Bei arrives at the designated location and sends a signal, these people will simultaneously silence the fairy who was leading the way.

As for those gems and such, they were like stones on the ground to Lin Bei; he didn't even want to bend over to pick them up.

Who made Lin Bei the master of the core technology of gemstone manufacturing?

"Are you Mr. Norton, Mr. Watson, or Mr. Tom?"

Before Lin Bei and his companions could get close, a fairy guard dressed in a scarlet uniform came up to them and said something.

Lucius nodded.

Before coming, Lucius had used some of the advantages of the pure-blood family and obtained an access permit for Gringotts private meeting room through the black market.

The fairy guard carefully inspected the items, and after confirming that everything was correct, a fawning smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Our manager has been waiting for you. Have a nice morning."

As she spoke, the fairy led Lin Bei and the other two to the door of a reception room.

Lin Bei nodded in satisfaction, flicked out a Galleon, and then, ignoring the delighted fairy, strode into the room.

"brush!"

A fleeting afterimage flashed by.

The Galleon in the air had disappeared.