Chapter 208 "The Four House Elves"

"I want all three of these!" Jerry came to the largest booth in the black market and pointed to the remaining three house elves.

When the clerk saw Jerry's appearance, he was as surprised, but he still received Jerry very warmly and sold him the three house elves.

Thirty thousand Galleons were poured on the table of the booth. The golden light was shining, almost attracting the attention of all the wizards. It's like you have a house worth two million in the city and pour two million cash on the table to buy something. It's definitely very eye-catching.

After paying the money and putting the three house elves into the suitcase, Jerry walked out of the tent swaggeringly. He was so bold because he wanted to see if it was possible to get some idiots to follow him. After all, he didn't plan to come over tomorrow.

After Jerry left, the wizards in the entire black market began to discuss and speculate, but none of them followed. Those who often come to the black market are not fools. They still have an understanding of the strength of the seven wizards who ambushed Jerry.

This kind of thing only happened to wizards who were new to the black market and looking like an easy targets. Now that the whereabouts of the seven wizards are unknown, no one would dare to mess with that boy.

"Sister, do you think my worries yesterday were superfluous?" The young wizard was also in the crowd yesterday, watching Jerry leave with a very complicated expression on his face.

The elder sister sighed, "This warns us not to underestimate every wizard who comes to the black market and not to easily trust those wizards who seem harmless to humans and animals."

At the same time, At the French Ministry of Magic, Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

A middle-aged Auror reported to an old man sitting on a chair, reading a newspaper and drinking coffee, "Director, there is something wrong with the black market."

"Interesting. I'm afraid that's not the strength that a young wizard can have." After listening to the report, the old man put down the newspaper in his hand, showing a hint of interest.

The middle-aged Auror nodded. "According to our current analysis, he may be a wizard with Metamorphmagi ability, and it is likely to be a dangerous wizard who clashed with our Aurors a few months ago."

Metamorphmagus is a type of wizard. They are rare, and they have the ability to transform into anything or anyone at will. It's not an Illusion but a real physical transformation similar to taking a Polyjuice potion.

"Is that the wizard who managed to fight against a dozen of your subordinates and escaped calmly in the end?" There was a look of surprise on the old man's face.

However, after thinking about it for a while, he felt that the middle-aged Auror's analysis was indeed reasonable. He was able to kill seven wizards without being injured, and his strength was definitely not weaker than that wizard last time.

Within a few months, it is impossible for two strange and powerful wizards to appear at the same time. Therefore, it is very possible that the two are one person, and they are Metamorphmagus—no wonder they couldn't find the wizard after searching for a long time.

"The people below want us to kill him, so should we?" The middle-aged Auror waved his wand.

The old man thought for a while and shook his head, "Forget it. He didn't break the rules of the black market. Those stall owners are too stupid, and it's best not to provoke such a dangerous character. Otherwise, it will be very troublesome."

The black market is inherently shady, and it would be bad to implicate him if it gets bigger.

"Besides, if he bought our things with all his money, we won't lose money." The old man smiled, got up, picked up his briefcase, and patted the middle-aged Auror's shoulders.

"It's getting late. I'm going home to rest. You can arrange the follow-up work. I'm going to retire soon, and you will take over at that time."

"Yes, Director, I will definitely do a good job." The middle-aged Auror stood up excitedly.

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Reaching out to call the twelve robot soldiers who have been invisible in the air and putting them back into the suitcase. Jerry released Heitan and returned to the hotel in the Place Cachée.

"What are your names?" In the suitcase space, Jerry asked the four house elves, who bowed their heads and stood in front of him.

"My name is Dov!"

"My name is Sammy"

"My name is Dalibor!"

"My name is Soren!"

The four elves respectfully reported to Jerry. When he bought them, Jerry was their new owner. According to the tradition of the house elves, the four house elves will always be loyal to Jerry, and their descendants will also be loyal to his descendants forever.

"The names are so random." He couldn't help but twitch when he heard the names of the four house elves.

It seems that the original owners of the four house elves before him didn't pay much attention to them. It's also unusual. Most house elves have miserable lives because many wizards treat them like slaves.

In contrast, the house elves at Hogwarts are actually living a pretty good life. Apart from cooking and cleaning every day, they will not be beaten, scolded, or tortured with magic.

However, he didn't intend to help them change their names. Although the names of the four elves were complicated, they were really easy to remember.

"Uh, I heard all of you are related. So who is the eldest, and who is the youngest?" To Jerry, the four house elves were about the same. He couldn't even tell the differences.

The four elves introduced themselves. Dov is the eldest. Sammy is the second eldest, Dalibor is the third, and the youngest is Soren.

"Okay, you will follow me from now on. As long as you are obedient, I will not treat you badly. However, you still have some work to do." Jerry nodded, raised his hand, and finished drawing the Contract Magic runes.