When Jamison Henry Greengrass looked at Rhys, Rhys was looking at his little daughter.
Mr. Jamison's two daughters were both well-behaved and lovely.
Their skin is white and tender, as plump and elastic as a peeled egg. They both wore white robes and were almost identical, except that one had silver platinum hair and the other brown and that the lace on the sister's cuffs was green, while the other sister's cuffs had no pattern decoration.
Two energetic and beautiful girls are a lovely sight wherever they are, but Rhys felt a strange fluctuation of magic power the moment they entered the door.
After a little discernment, Rhys targeted his gaze solely on the younger girl. Her soul state was not stable enough, and her flawless soul was contaminated by something dirty.
As if aware of Rhys' gaze, the girl gave Rhys a slight smile.
"Daphne and Astoria, my daughters." Seeing the child Rhys staring directly at his little daughter, Mr. Jamison decided to remind him that her father was still here!
"Rhys, Rhys Chasala Lint."
Rhys glanced at Henry and then at Borgin.
Mr. Borgin cleared his throat: "Mr. Greengrass, Mr. Rhys may have something you want."
After he introduced the two magic props that Rhys had not yet sold, Mr. Greengrass's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Candles that can calm the nerves and fruits that can cure diseases?"
This description sounded very suitable for his daughter's illness, and Mr. Greengrass was immediately moved.
It may seem unbelievable, but Astoria Greengrass, the legitimate daughter of the Greengrass family and beloved by her family, was a miserable person.
When she was born, she was found to be carrying a curse called the Blood Curse. This is a curse attached to the soul. It gives Astoria the ability to transform into an animal. The price is that she will eventually become an animal irreversibly and permanently, and will even lose all memories of her life as a human. Becoming a complete beast.
The lively and lovely daughter will eventually turn into an unintelligent beast that drinks blood from raw and alive hair... This kind of thing is completely unacceptable to Mr. Jamison.
Naturally, the Greengrass family cannot tolerate this kind of thing happening, so Mr. Jamison has been fighting for his daughter, he sought medical advice and even came to Mr. Borgin for some shady means.
Now it seems that sometimes trying to take the "wrong way" will yield unexpected gains.
"How much? I want these two items." Mr. Jamison inquired without hesitation, not hiding his desire for these two props.
"Three hundred galleons, you can take both of these."
Mr. Borgin on the side heard this quotation, and his breathing was disturbed for a moment, because the quotation given by Rhys was really too low! If it were him, it would at least be doubled, because Mr. Greengrass didn't lack the money, and these two props were exactly what he needed.
Alas, young people just have no experience. If I had not argued with this kid and bought these three things earlier, I would have made at least three hundred gold galleons today!
When he thought of such a large sum of money flying away from his wallet, Mr. Borgin felt so distressed that he could hardly breathe.
By the time Mr. Borgin was rued, Rhys had made a deal with Jamison Henry Greengrass.
Seeing the heartfelt joy on Mr. Greengrass's face, Rhys reminded him: "Candles can only calm the mind, and they are not a panacea for eliminating evil. Don't place high expectations."
"It's okay, as long as it works." Holding the two boxes in his arms, Jamison waved his hands nonchalantly.
Since his family knew his own affairs, Mr. Greengrass naturally knew how difficult the curse on his daughter was.
He never expected that a measly three hundred galleons collected from a black shop in Knockturn Alley would heal her. As long as it could relieve her pain, the three hundred galleons spent would not be unfair.
After paying the money and picking up the goods, Jamison's purpose for the trip was finally achieved. Before leaving Borgin and Burkes, he suddenly turned around and asked Rhys: "Hey, do you want me to take you for a ride?"
As he spoke, Mr. Greengrass pointed to the carriage parked outside the store. He had already noticed that there were a few sneaky guys watching them from both the inside and outside the store.
Seeing what Jamison Greengrass said, the wizard who was monitoring Rhys suddenly became anxious: If Rhys agreed to hitch a ride, what would happen to their promised money? They would naturally not dare to stop the Greengrass family's carriage. Isn't this roasted chicken going to fly away?
But since it was the head of the Greengrass family who spoke, they could only stand aside and stare. The Greengrass family was not something they, the stinky fish and shrimps in the sewers, could afford to offend.
Fortunately, to his relief, Rhys declined Mr. Greengrass's invitation.
Mr. Greengrass was a little surprised by Rhys's refusal. After he repeatedly confirmed that Rhys didn't need a ride, he stopped worrying and left the store with his daughters.
After Mr. Greengrass left, Rhys chatted with Mr. Borgin for a few more words and verbally promised him to come here to sell things next time making friendly impressions with him.
After coming out, Rhys immediately felt a few unfriendly eyes sweeping over him and Lupet.
He couldn't help but sigh: If the wizards a thousand years ago had only this kind of quality, they would have been exterminated by races such as werewolves and goblins.
However, this also reflects from the side that the living environment of modern wizards is not bad.
The two of them deliberately walked in a remote direction, and did not stop until they reached a dead end deep in the alley.
Looking at the four people following us, Rhys spread his hands and said helplessly: "If I were you guys, I would definitely not follow me in such a way. Look at you even trying to act discrete. But almost everyone with a brain better than a tool can see that you are following us. Don't you think that you are not very suitable for this kind of business?"
Seeing the mocking smile and hearing what Rhys said, the four wandering wizards looked at each other, and finally, the wizard who seemed to be the leader spoke.
"Stop being so verbose, don't you understand the situation you are in? It's the four of us versus the two of you. The advantage is that I'm not here to kill you. If you give up the resistance and come quietly, we can go back to the business as soon as possible - if you're to blame someone, blame yourself for messing with someone above you."
From the information revealed by the other party, Rhys understood the root cause of the conflict—the MacMillan's younger generation was causing trouble again. This made him feel a little angry: some people are really ungrateful, and it seems that he have to teach him a profound lesson.
When the four of them confronted Rhys, a transparent string slowly wriggled on the ground. The transparent color was its best cover, and Rhys didn't seem to notice the inconspicuous string at all.
Just like that, it slowly swam to Rhys's feet, suddenly accelerated, and flew toward his neck while he was talking to the four people.
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