Chapter 170 What are your dreams? Mr. Potter(1/2)
Nero, the martial arts witch hunter, is so confident.
"Forget it." Bai Ye glanced at the unlucky guy stuffed in the trash can with sympathy.
This is the trash can on the black market street of the Magic World. God knows if there is anything discordant inside.
"Let's go back first and have a good chat with this young savior." Bai Ye pointed to Harry Potter, who was still rudely held in Nero.
"You want him to be a power activist?" Nero asked.
"How could that happen?" Bai Ye said, "just chat with him and make some deals."
Nero glanced at Harry Potter in his hand with quite sympathy.
Walking into the alley where the door was opened, Bai Ye opened the door of time and space again, and the two disappeared into the world with Harry Potter.
“Um…”
Harry Potter wakes up from a coma.
He vaguely remembered that he had originally been to Diagon Alley, but came to a very strange place.
Then he accidentally bumped into a seemingly nervous wizard, and the other party released a "drift" spell on him without saying a word.
Before he fell into a coma, he seemed to see a head of "white hair" passing by.
Next, Harry Potter knew nothing.
The sequelae of coma seemed to be there, and Harry Potter felt dizzy. After a long time, he gradually woke up and looked at the place where he appeared.
A room similar to a living room.
It's not gorgeous, but it's very warm and comfortable. Although I lie on the ground, there is a soft carpet under my body.
It feels even more comfortable than my aunt's blanket.
"It would be better if the blankets at home are so comfortable." Harry Potter thought without ambition.
Then he looked at the stranger sitting on the sofa and asked a very philosophical question: "Who are you and where am I?"
On the sofa, there was a young man sitting, looking only about twenty years old.
But the calm temperament makes people involuntarily ignore the young face.
He leaned on the sofa in a very comfortable position, holding a book in his hand and was flipping through it at a very fast speed.
Because most of the pages were blocked by hands, Harry Potter could only see some of the titles.
There is "Potter" inside, which is exactly the same as his last name.
Behind the man was a white-haired man in black.
The face was extremely handsome, but there was a knife and a gun around his waist, and it looked like a breath of no stranger.
Harry Potter recognized it a little. Before he fell into a coma, the gray hair he saw seemed to be this person.
I didn't see the wizard with a gloomy face and a terrifying terror.
The two people in front of you and the wizard should not be in the same group?
Hearing Harry Potter's words, Bai Ye closed the book in his hand and threw it on the other side of the sofa casually.
There are also a bunch of books there.
"Hello, Harry Potter." Bai Ye looked at Harry Potter and said with a smile, "This is my home, don't worry, you are safe."
"Because my bodyguard acted on his own, I could only bring you back." Bai Ye continued, "If it were me, I should have to collect money before saving you. Oh, I am a businessman. It is normal for a businessman to collect money, right?"
“…”
Listening to these straightforward words, Harry Potter smiled awkwardly, and he couldn't answer this.
Fortunately, Bai Ye didn't want him to answer the conversation: "But since I have saved them, I won't do anything to collect money later, just treat it as a good relationship."
Harry Potter could only laugh and nod.
After all, he is just a twelve or thirteen-year-old child.
Although I spent a year in the magic school, many people looked at him differently, and words such as "he is that boy" are endless.
The words "savior" mentioned.
But you can't expect a child who has just experienced some things to keep up with Bai Ye's imaginative conversation style.
"That, thank you very much for saving me. Can I go back?" asked Harry Potter.
Bai Ye looked up at Zhong in the room and said, "Don't worry, we still have an hour."
"Uh?" Harry Potter was confused.
"I just said, I am a businessman, and the opportunity is rare. Don't you think you should ask me if I buy something? I have a lot of good things here." Bai Ye instantly turned into a salesman, "or, you can tell me any dreams you have, I can trade with you and help you realize it. Mr. Porter."
If you trade with this "Son of Destiny", even if you do not sell the goods directly, you will eventually get a considerable amount of power and wealth.
Of course, it depends on what is specific.
"I have no money." Harry Potter said vigilantly.
In fact, he is not without money. On the contrary, this orphan savior is very rich.
His parents left him a large legacy, and some of his guardians, such as Dumbledore, the principal of the Magic School Hogwarts, was also a rich man.
In terms of being rich, Harry Potter may not lose to Bojin Bock, and it may even surpass him.
"It doesn't necessarily require money." Bai Ye said, "It's just a transaction. You have a lot of things that can be exchanged... Forget it, let's talk to you about the value of power and wealth first."
It took about 10 minutes for Bai Ye to "spread the sky" and fool Harry Potter into being completely unable to find North.
In Bai Ye’s own words, he is a kind, honest and helpful businessman.
Although he will charge a little bit of compensation every time, the people who trade with him will always get more.
Some people even have to give nothing.
Nero behind Bai Ye had a very hard time holding back the expression on his face, watching Harry Potter fall into the dream compiled by Bai Ye little by little.
Listen, a "conscientious businessman who serves your dreams" can fulfill almost any wish you want - it will only charge a little reward symbolically.
"So, Mr. Potter, do you have any dreams? Or do you want to realize what you want to do, don't tell me that you will resurrect your parents. This is too difficult." Bai Ye said.
Harry Potter nodded.
A businessman asked him what dreams he had?
Can he really help himself realize some of his dreams?
No, it’s not about dreams, it’s just some things that you want to change. Can he really help him change and realize it?
"I...I want to be happier," said Harry Potter.
"Oh, this is really a very broad concept." Bai Ye said. When dealing with children, the problem lies in this place. They always have unrealistic ideas. "Can you be more specific? If you are more specific, we can trade."
Harry Potter's life is much better now than before.
Someone took him into the world of magic.
Some people told him that he is actually an extremely important person.
I met new friends and had many more people who cared about him.
For Harry Potter, the magic school is his home, and the aunt's home is not at all.
However, even at the magic school, there are still things that make Harry Potter unhappy.
For example, a "pure second generation" from a pure blood family named Malfoy is not in the way of dealing with Harry Potter.
In addition, there is a teacher in the school, very targeting Harry Potter.
The professor named Snape, who was wearing a black robe and looked more gloomy every day than the robe on his body, made Harry Potter hate it.
Just like every child in school hates the director of the teaching.
If this is the biggest trouble for Harry Potter at this stage, I'm afraid this is this.
After Bai Ye kept fooling Harry Potter and putting a deal request, Harry Potter naturally thought of this.
He told Bai Ye about his experience at school.
Of course, he did not directly say that Professor Snape was very dissatisfied with him and asked him about trouble every now and then.
Harry Potter just said that his progress in some courses was very low, which made the professor very dissatisfied.
If possible, he hopes to make progress in this regard, at least not let the professor target anything else.
"Do you think it's Snape?" Bai Ye was dismissed.
"Uh-Mr. Bai, do you know him?" Harry Potter was a little surprised. In the conversation just now, he at least knew what the businessman in front of him was named.
Of course, there is nothing more to know.
Bai Ye knew about Harry Potter and didn't surprise him.
Harry Potter has become accustomed to many people pointing at him and saying anything like that child.
I am also used to some old friends of my father who say to him that you look very much like your father, but your eyes are the eyes - those eyes look very much like your mother.
To be continued...