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Chapter 205: Jerry's Undercover Operation (Fourth Update)
Chapter 205: Jerry's Undercover Operation (Fourth Update)
For ordinary witches, the usefulness of a house-elf isn't that significant. Many tasks a house-elf can perform can be easily done with magic.
For example, an ordinary person might use their life savings to buy a house, get married, or educate their children, but they would never hire a maid to cook and clean for them.
Only the truly wealthy and noble would spend an ordinary person's lifetime savings to hire a maid to clean their villa and prepare three meals a day.
Therefore, only the truly wealthy and powerful witches can afford to have a house-elf.
Seeing that Hogwarts has at least a hundred house-elves, it's clear just how wealthy the school must be.
"Looks like I need to find a way to make some money!"
Jerry sighed as he looked at the four house-elves and the various cages containing fierce magical beasts.
Actually, if he had some time, he could save up the forty thousand Galleons by combining his Quidditch team's wages and a few trips to the Forbidden Forest. However, the witch who was selling the house-elves told him that these rare creatures aren't always available. Once one is sold, it's gone.
The current stock of four house-elves was due to a once-famous French witch family falling on hard times and selling off their entire household of house-elves.
While Jerry suspected this might be a sales tactic, he genuinely needed the house-elves, so he really had to raise the money quickly.
He needed at least three house-elves: one each for Aisha, Has, and Teacher Berry. Although Aisha and Teacher Berry were currently together, Aisha would be moving on to secondary school in a few months, so he needed to prepare the thirty thousand Galleons to buy three.
But how could he quickly earn thirty thousand Galleons?
That's no small amount!
The impoverished Jerry, reluctantly eyeing the four house-elves and the group of powerful magical beasts, turned and headed back to the entrance of the large tent.
However, instead of using the portkey at the entrance to return to the bar, he left the tent and rode his Nightmare back.
The tent, as large as five or six football fields, looked like an ordinary camping tent from the outside. It was located in a remote forest far from the center of Paris.
Back in his hotel room, Jerry began to think about how he could quickly accumulate thirty thousand Galleons.
First, he considered the legitimate methods.
For instance, he could buy basic herbs to make potions. His potion-making skills were excellent, and with the help of "Mind Boost", he could almost guarantee a hundred percent success rate.
However, he roughly calculated that even if he worked day and night, he wouldn't be able to earn thirty thousand Galleons before the start of the school year.
Next, he thought about returning to Hogwarts and catching some Acromantulas in the Forbidden Forest, then selling their venom for money.
But that was risky and highly inconvenient, as he would be monitored by the Ministry of Magic whenever he was in Britain due to the trace. Without the ability to use magic freely, he would have to rely on his robot soldiers to deal with the Acromantulas.
That way, he was also worried about being noticed by Dumbledore at Hogwarts.
Even though Acromantula venom was valuable, if there was too much of it, the market would likely become saturated. Besides, thirty thousand Galleons would buy a significant amount of Acromantula venom.
After much consideration, he decided to use some quicker, albeit less conventional, methods to make money.
Of course, this didn't mean stealing or forcibly taking from the tents; he wasn't that desperate.
The witches in the tents were all Dark Wizards, but they had no grudges against him. Some might just be interested in researching Dark Magic, and they were selling their goods openly.
The next night, deep into the night,
Jerry, having planned everything, arrived near the tent where Fantastic Beasts were sold. This time, he rode a Nightmare instead of using a Portkey from the pub.
"Illusion Transformation!"
After putting away the Nightmare, Jerry cast the Illusion Transformation Spell, transforming into a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy.
"Wow, this is the legendary black market? It's truly an eye-opener to be here for the first time!"
As soon as he entered the tent, Jerry began his act.
"Boss, what kind of dog is this? Its tail is forked!"
"Sir, you have a good eye. This is the legendary Bifurcated Hound, which is already extinct in the witch world. This is the last one I have. If you want it, it's only five hundred Galleons!"
The boss, dressed in a pitch-black wizard robe and with a hooded face, chuckled with a slightly sinister voice.
A young witch who had just passed by nearly lost her footing when she heard Jerry's conversation with the boss.
What legendary Bifurcated Hound? That's just a regular Swallowtail Hound, which costs no more than ten Galleons on the market. This boss is way too shady. Who would fall for that?
But Jerry's next words almost made her jaw drop.
"Only five hundred Galleons? That's so cheap! I thought it would cost thousands of Galleons!"
Jerry pulled out a bag, and a large handful of shiny Galleons spilled out, drawing the attention of all the witches passing by.
"Hey, you—"
The young witch closest to Jerry, seeing that Jerry seemed genuinely about to spend five hundred Galleons on the Swallowtail Hound, was about to warn him but was quickly pulled aside by her companion.
"Don't meddle. Don't forget the rules of the black market!"
The black market had its own rules. If this young witch warned Jerry, she wouldn't just offend the stall owner; she would offend all the stall owners in the tent. Her fate would be dire.
After a moment's thought, the young witch closed her mouth.
At this point, Jerry, who was about to hand over the five hundred Galleons, suddenly seemed to remember something and put the money back in his bag.
"Sorry, I forgot. My family doesn't allow me to keep dogs. I'll look at something else!"
With that, Jerry moved on to other stalls.
The stall owner, seeing his sure sale slip away, wasn't about to let it go. He quickly called out to Jerry, offering to negotiate the price, but Jerry politely waved him off and continued to other stalls.
Using the same method, Jerry wandered around a few more stalls before finally heading out of the tent.
A young witch with a large sum of money, who had come to the black market out of curiosity after hearing some rumors, and then left alone with the same large sum of money.
See, what an easy target! The Dark Wizards should act quickly!
(End of Chapter)
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