Naturally, Algie would not refuse such a small request from Neville.
He reached out and took one of Neville’s hands.
“Then let’s go to the pet shop now and see what kind of pet Neville likes.” “Mm, thank you, Uncle.” Hearing that he would be able to have a pet of his own, Neville was immediately delighted.
Seeing the two of them walking hand in hand, Aini also let go of her dissatisfaction with Ternas and followed them.
Neville was the main character this time, after all, so naturally she had to go along.
As for what happened with Neville and the other two, let’s turn our attention to Ternas, who had left his parents.
After leaving his parents, he did initially run toward the Junk Shop.
However, once he was out of his parents’ sight, he changed direction and ran deeper into Diagon Alley.
Deep within Diagon Alley was an even larger area.
This was the other side of Diagon Alley, Knockturn Alley.
Here was the largest collection of establishments dealing in Dark Magic items, along with many shops that sold Dark Magic artifacts.
The environment of Knockturn Alley was nowhere near as clean and spacious as Diagon Alley, nor was it as crowded with people.
It was more like the other side of Diagon Alley.
The streets were cramped and chaotic, the roads were filthy and disorderly, and the entire place was filled with an extremely pungent smell.
Being here gave people a feeling of oppression, heaviness, and evil.
Just before entering Knockturn Alley, Ternas found a secluded place and completely changed his disguise.
Ternas now appeared to be a hunched old wizard roughly 1.5 meters tall.
He had concealed every other detail about his body perfectly.
Even his exposed hands were covered by a pair of exquisite leather gloves.
As for his voice, a voice changer had altered it into the hoarse voice of an elderly wizard.
After confirming that every aspect of his disguise was perfect, he finally stepped into Knockturn Alley, a place known as a gathering ground for Dark wizards.
Ternas held a cane in his hand and deliberately adopted an aged posture as he slowly walked inside.
Not long after entering Knockturn Alley, Ternas could already feel several gazes settling on him.
Here, the functions of the exploration goggles were restricted to a minimum.
They could only provide protection and magnification.
The other electronic functions could not operate properly in this place filled with magic.
They were constantly disrupted by the magical elements in the surrounding environment.
Ternas did not panic in the slightest.
He continued walking slowly toward the depths of Knockturn Alley.
He had a very clear target this time: the famous shop mentioned in the original story that dealt in Dark Magic artifacts, owned by Borgin and Burkes.
This shop could be said to be the only one Ternas was familiar with.
He had not only never seen the others, he had never even heard of them.
Moreover, everything he needed could be provided by this shop, so he could sell all the Dark Magic artifacts in his possession to Borgin and Burkes.
He did not stop, continuing all the way toward the depths of Knockturn Alley.
As he walked, he also observed the surrounding situation clearly.
There were some shops around here as well, selling all sorts of things, but generally speaking, none of them could escape their connection to Dark Magic.
But that made sense.
If a business had nothing to do with Dark Magic, why would it come here?
Wouldn’t it be better to open a shop in Diagon Alley?
Why bother coming here to live in fear and anxiety every day?
Ternas could feel that the deeper he went, the more people were beginning to take notice of him.
He did not care much about it.
Putting aside how strong these people were, even if they possessed considerable strength, every place had its own rules.
Even though Knockturn Alley was a lawless area, no one would openly attack someone here.
After all, if anyone who walked in here immediately had a large group of people surround them and strip them clean, who would dare come here in the future?
Wouldn’t that cut off the livelihoods of all the people running businesses here?
That would undoubtedly provoke the hostility of everyone in the area.
After all, how many people capable of opening a shop here were actually kindhearted?
If someone cut off their source of income, wouldn’t that person be asking to die?
Therefore, even if they did make a move, they would choose targets who were obviously weak and did not belong here.
Only then would they feel safe enough to act.
Moreover, such targets also needed to have enough value to make the risk worthwhile.
Of course, they would act in secret.
Very few people were willing to openly make a move.
No one wanted to have the last shred of decency ripped away from them.
Although Ternas was somewhat nervous inside, he continued following his current manner of movement, slowly making his way deeper into Knockturn Alley.
It was not until he saw a shop called Borgin and Burkes that he finally stopped.
He turned around and slowly walked into the magic shop.
After entering, he did not bother looking at the ornaments displayed on the surrounding shelves.
He went straight to the counter where Borgin was standing.
In his hoarse voice, he said, “Boss, I have some things here.
I wonder if you buy items like these?” Borgin was quite interested in this new customer.
He did not often encounter customers who concealed themselves this thoroughly.
He sized Ternas up with interest, then put down the Dark Magic artifact he had been examining and nodded.
“I do purchase some magical artifacts that can’t be found on the open market.
What exactly do you have?” Hearing Borgin’s words, Ternas did not waste any time.
From his wide robe sleeve, he took out the several magical artifacts he had selected the previous day and placed them on the counter.
When Ternas brought out the magical artifacts one after another and laid them in front of Borgin, even someone with Borgin’s knowledge and experience could not help drawing in a sharp breath.
Who exactly was this man?
Why did these several magical artifacts in his possession possess such powerful evil auras?
Where had he gotten them?
A series of questions emerged in Borgin’s mind.
The more carefully he examined the magical artifacts one by one, the more doubts arose in his heart.
These were not things ordinary people could possibly possess.
Anyone capable of producing such items was definitely no ordinary person.