Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

Seeing the slightly greedy gaze of the goblin, Newt took out a set of small leather bags from his pocket without saying a word.

That was a bag full of gold galleons, and it was all the cash Newt could spare at the moment.

But Narlak gradually turned into a disappointed expression, Mingshi was not emotionally interested in the bag of money.

"The price offered by the Magical Council is much higher than yours." Narlak leaned on his chair.

After a pause, Newt could only take out a beautiful metal instrument with a glass-like product on it and put it on the table.

"Moonglass? Humph!" the old goblin said with a disdainful look, "I have five." "

"Bring me something nice, Mr. Scamander, something that will make my heart flutter."

Narlak was indeed an old goblin. He could tell Newt's wealth at a glance. Anyone who dared to walk around in New York with a box of magical creatures definitely had more than this.

Newt fumbled in his pocket again, and this time he took out something that cheered up Denarak a little.

They were two oval-shaped eggs that were shiny all over. Their insides shone with the light of flames, but there was a hint of cold air outside.

"Frozen Fire Ash Snake Egg."

"That makes sense." Narlak was about to agree, but suddenly his eyes were attracted by the little green guy on Newt's body.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." The old goblin quickly put down his cigar, "Is that thing? Bowtruckle?"

Pickett was frightened by Narlak's actions. This guy was already timid, and he suddenly shrank into Newt's pocket.

"This thing is not for sale."

"Oh, don't be like this." Narlak said, "I don't want anything else, but that little guy. This is the Bowtruckle. It can open all magic locks. As long as you are willing to give it to me, I can not only tell The whereabouts of your invisible beast and other magical animals."

"No, absolutely not."

"Then I'm afraid we have nothing to talk about. I hope you can come back alive, Mr. Scamander." Narlak prepared to stand up, "You are the A-level wanted criminals of the Magic Congress. In my memory, there seems to be no A-level wanted criminals. Able to escape from an Auror."

A level? The people in the bar suddenly became quiet, and they couldn't help but whisper. Although they were all fugitives from the Magic Congress, no one present seemed to have such a high wanted order level.

"Magical Congress will divide their wanted criminals into four levels, S, A, B and C. The vast majority of people are in the C-level wanted range." Tina explained to them in a low voice, "C-level The wanted criminal has already violated a relatively serious law."

Tina's expression was a little serious, and this serious violation of the law was a bit ambiguous, but Lewis could see from her expression that at least one life had been taken away.

"I have only seen one or two Class B wanted criminals during my time as an Auror. They are extremely vicious criminals who need a team of Aurors to subdue them. As for Class A, they only exist in theory."

"A-class wanted criminal, worth 10,000 Galleons." Narlak turned around and said, before walking straight into the house.

10,000 galleons? That's not the same price as Sirius 70 years later.

"What about S-class?" Louis asked curiously.

"There is only one S-class wanted criminal in the world." Queenie added.

Needless to say, only Grindelwald can deserve this title as an S-class wanted criminal.

"So you should know how much your head is worth, Mr. Scamander."

Newt looked struggling, this was the only way he could know about the escaped magical beast, but the price seemed a little too high.

“Wait a minute, I do.

. "

"Mr. Narlak." Louis called to the old goblin, "I have something better, I wonder if you will be interested in it."

Narlak stopped. He did not refuse any deal, but he did not notice that an underage wizard actually had the capital to propose a deal to him.

He was suddenly curious, and the short figure slowly came closer.

Louis held a shining golden coin in his hand. At first glance, this coin looked no different from a gold galleon.

But Narlak's eyes suddenly shone, and he stared at the coin obsessively, his expression becoming extremely excited:

"this.

Is this a lucky gold coin? "

"Where did you get this thing??"

Narlak's eyes flashed with madness, and Louis held the gold coin in one hand, placing his other hand on the wand, ready to resist. He had no doubt that this old goblin would kill people and steal goods.

"Wait a moment." Narlak regained some sense. He closed his eyes and manipulated something with his hands. It was magic belonging to the goblin, and it was more like communicating with someone.

Tina, Newt, Queenie and Jacob stood beside Louis to protect his safety. If something unexpected happened, they could immediately disapparate and leave.

After a while, the atmosphere in the bar was about to drop to freezing point. Narlak finally opened his eyes, and his expression immediately became respectful, which was completely different from his previous image.

"This, Mr. Wiggins? Our boss wants to see you."

Narlak made an inviting gesture, and that direction was leading to the wooden door.

"Your boss?"

Tina was a little surprised. She had known Narlak for so long and never knew there was someone behind him.

"Our boss is very interested in your items. He wants to talk to you in person. Don't refuse in a hurry. He said he has the information you want, something about time."

The last sentence was whispered by the old goblin in his ear, which made Louis' eyes darken slightly.

time? Does that boss know where he comes from?

"Okay, I'll go meet you."

"Louis!"

Newt shook his head at him, but Louis just smiled.

"It's okay, I'll be out soon."

He followed Narlak in, and they passed through a narrow and elongated passage to a stone trap door.

Narlak's short hand knocked four times on the left and upper right position of the trap door, and three times on the lower left position, and then took a step back.

After a while, the trap door suddenly moved and slowly opened from the inside. A little light was revealed inside. Narlak stepped into it, followed closely by Louis.

When he stepped through the door, the surrounding environment suddenly changed. He seemed to have stepped through a space door and arrived at a fortune teller's room.

The surrounding lights were a little dim, and there was just a table in the room. There seemed to be a huge crystal ball placed on the table.

"Boss, I brought it to you. Take a look."

"Go down."

It was a woman's voice, which seemed a little hoarse.

Narlak bowed to her and disappeared through the trap door behind Louis.

"Finally I meet you, destined time traveler, should I call you Mr. Wiggins, or...

. Mr. Black. "

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