"Hogsmeade was established a thousand years ago, about the same time as the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry next door. The purpose of the establishment is to escape the persecution of Muggles by the medieval wizard Hanji of Woodcroft. Si established this village."
Lynn wanted to come to hear the story, not to come to see these people fighting to tell him the story.
He paid an extra to the owner of the pig’s head. The bartender who looked dirty and smelled like sheep was actually Dumbledore’s brother Aberforth Dumbledore for fifty gold gallons. The bar was packed, and he was asked to maintain order on the scene. The storytellers had to line up one by one, and they would pay him fifty gallons after it was over.
Aberforth readily agreed that even if his tavern didn’t make a single gold gallon a day when the business was at its best, it was now booked by 100 gallons. Even if Lynn had been packaged for a hundred days, he would not lose. .
Soon after someone maintained order on the scene, there was a long line in the pig's head bar, and at the end of the line, wizards who heard the wind continued to join in.
Lynn was holding a glass of Butterbeer, and with Erlang's legs upright, listening to the first wizard he approached the door to tell him a story about Hogsmeade.
It's just that this wizard is obviously not like a local. He hummed dryly for a long time, only to talk about the history of Hogsmeade's town. Basically anyone who is a British wizard knows this.
The wizards in line behind couldn't help but laughed, making the wizard blushing, but the golden Jialong that Lynn threw to him before was tightly held in his hand. It was obviously impossible to get any more money. Give it back to Lynn.
Of course Linn also knew the history of Hogsmeade's town. They taught this in the history of magic in the second grade, but Linn didn't mean to repent, instead he took out a silver sicor from his pocket.
The currency conversion in the magic world is very inhumane, 1 gallon = 17 cike = 493 nats.
The purchasing power of Jin Jialong is quite high. In terms of conversion, although a Si Ke is not a big money, it is not a small piece of money that can be ignored.
He threw the Sico in front of the wizard opposite.
"I said that you were lucky today. Even if you tell a well-known story, I will add one more Sico to you. This is the smallest currency that I have on my body. Okay. , You can move away now, the next one."
The wizard left happily with the money. Even though he had come to Hogsmeade to travel, he was very surprised that he could make a fortune by accident, and he did not expect to get more.
The next person sitting in front of Lynn was familiar to him. It was Ambrosio Froome, the owner of Honey Duke's candy store.
Today is not Hogsmeade Week, and the candy store is not very busy. His wife alone is enough to watch. Froom came here for a drink on his own. Relying on the advantage of being tall, he grabbed the second place in the team. s position.
Unlike the previous wizard, Ambrose Froome is not only the owner of a candy store, he is also a resident villager of Hogsmeade. He has lived here for three generations of his ancestors. He knows this village well. Much more than most people know.
"Is the reserve price for each story a Sico?" After sitting down across from Lynn, he didn't start immediately, but wisely asked the price first.
Lynn took a sip of butter beer and shook his legs leisurely, including the others who were still in the line.
"Of course not. I said that the person was lucky. I found him first, so even if he tells a story that is worthless to me, he can still get a galunga and a sicor. And then, if you take me as a fool, and talk nonsense, of course you won’t get a penny. I will judge the value of the story. If the reserve price is... the Xi Ke seems to have only one on me, that is a low price. Just set it as one gallon, up to a thousand gallons, the rule is like this."
The wizards in line immediately watched Lynn's eyes hot.
The time of most wizards is very worthless. Their life span is generally longer than that of normal people. The usual entertainment activities are very scarce. Telling a few stories doesn’t take much effort even if you have to queue up, but the reports they get are extremely huge. of.
However, there were also discordant voices in the team.
"Why is the pricing power on you? What if the story we tell is worth a thousand gallons, but you say it's worthless?"
Lynn turned his head and glanced at the talking wizard, and said lightly.
"Are you dissatisfied? Then you can go out now. I am in a good mood to give everyone a chance to make extra money, but there are always people who want to slaughter me as a pig. If someone else has objections to the rules I put forward, you can leave now. , I will never stop."
The face of the wizard who opened his mouth froze suddenly. He turned his head and looked around. The wizards in the queue were all looking at him with playful eyes, and none of them wanted to follow his proposal.
This situation makes him like a clown.
"Don't forget that this is Hogsmeade, you wait for me!"
The wizard gave Lynn a fierce look, said something cruel, and then turned away dingy.
Lynn didn't care at all, he nodded at Froom who was sitting across from him.
"There is a dilapidated shack on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. When the mysterious man hadn't lost power decades ago, there was a period of time in the middle of the night where weird screams were always heard. People said that ghosts occupied it. There was a broken room, but I could hear it clearly for a few nights, and all those voices were howling wolves." Froome looked serious, and he burst into tears as soon as he came up.
"And every time the wolf howl sounded on the night of the full moon, I suspected that it was not a ghost who occupied that room, but a werewolf!"
Of course Lynn knew about what he was talking about. The werewolf was Remus Lupin, one of Snape's dead opponents, who was once Harry's father's best friend.
Dumbledore did the job of arranging Lupin's transformation in the Screaming Shack, but he didn't expect that Hogsmeade had a sensible person.
Lynn looked at the owner of the candy store and asked curiously.
"Since you guessed it at the time, why didn't you tell everyone?"
Froom shook his head: "Who knows who the werewolf is, what if I leak out the news and let him know to retaliate against me?"
Lynn nodded. Although he had known this through the original work, what Froome said was obviously dry goods, and Lynn took a shot of Garon directly in front of him.
"Anything else? Hogsmeade has those weird places?"
Froome took the Garon and licked his lips excitedly: "Can a person tell many stories?"
Lynn spread his hands: "Of course, if you have the ability to tell all the legends about Hogsmeade, then the money will be yours."
The wizards who lined up at the back were immediately unhappy. Lynn was the gold master. They didn't dare to get angry at Lynn, but they dared to threaten Froome.
"Just take Froome when you see it, don't forget you still have a shop on this street."
"Yeah, we are all waiting here, everyone has a share."
Froom was not afraid of them at all, he turned his head and sneered at the group of wizards who threatened him: "You dare to come to my shop to make trouble, you can try."
Lynn didn't participate in these nasty things between them, he just paid for the story, and he didn't care who the person who told him the story was.
It's easier to make money in Lynn than selling sweets in a candy store. If you have money, you don't make money. The whole family is idiot. Froome doesn't think one of them is an idiot.
"In the 17th century, there was a goblin rebellion near Hogsmeade. They captured the entire village and set up a temporary headquarters at the bar where we are sitting. It is said that they were imprisoned quite a bit. The captured wizards and established a prisoner of war camp in Hogsmeade. Many captured wizards died there and became ghosts. The legend of this prisoner of war camp is located somewhere underground in Hogsmeade. ."
The Pig's Head Bar was once known to Lynn about the goblin’s battle headquarters, but it was indeed the first time he heard about the goblin’s POW camp.
Lynn did not conceal his interest in this, he asked: "Then how did you know about this?"
Froome didn't regard Lynn as a fool. He had opened a candy store in Hogsmeade for such a long time and had seen all kinds of people, and Lynn didn't feel like a fool who would just give money without thinking.
He didn't lie about the prisoner of war camp. He watched Lynn earnestly clarify the source of what he knew.
"If you ask the group of fairies about this, or ask the Ministry of Magic, none of them will admit it. After all, the fairies have been defeated for so long, and the wizard and them have re-established mutual trust. Relationship, this relationship can’t be provoked by anything. The reason I know about it is because one of the wizards who died in the prisoner-of-war camp was the ancestor of my family. The reason why my family moved to Hogsmeade three generations ago was to find The bones of this ancestor, but until now I haven't found out where this place is."
Lynn listened to Froome's narration, UU read www.uukanshu. com lightly touched the greasy desktop with his fingertips.
Although the place he was talking about was completely unmatched with the treasure trove, Lynn still found this information very useful.
The treasure place is not necessarily the place where the treasure is hidden. Perhaps this place was indeed a treasure place before and was later used for other purposes?
So as long as it seems like a place to hide things in Hogsmeade, Lynn will pay special attention.
"This story you tell is very interesting. Are you Mr. Froome?"
Froom looked at Lynn expectantly: "Yes, it's me, my home is the Honey Duke candy store in this small town."
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Lynn dropped a handful of coins on the table without frowning.
"Ten Jin Jialong, this is your reward for this story."