Volume 5: The Burning Golden Flame Chapter 376 Price
There was no doubt that the two people who came in were definitely Malfoy and his son.
Although they concealed their faces, at this point in time, there would be no other group like this coming to the Hog's Head Bar.
After the two came in, they quickly found an empty table and sat down. Jon did not go over immediately, but looked at Aberforth who was walking towards the father and son with a tray.
"What do you need?"
Aberforth's attitude was not very good, and even by the standards of a waiter, it could be called bad. However, this was not directed at the Malfoys, but rather his service attitude had always been like this since he opened the shop. A place like the Hog's Head Inn did not attract customers with the quality of service.
"A glass of whiskey."
The tall man spoke.
His voice was rough, and it was obvious that it had been treated with potions.
Aberforth glanced at the smaller black-robed figure.
"And this one?"
"Just one drink, he doesn't drink."
"Okay, as you wish."
Jon wasted no time. When Aberforth went to get the wine, he stood up, walked over to the Malfoy father and son, and sat down opposite them.
He could clearly feel that after he sat down, the shorter man in black robe trembled slightly and subconsciously shrank towards the position of another person next to him.
Jon raised an eyebrow hidden under his hood and spoke.
"A date?"
He did not cover his voice, so anyone familiar with him could easily identify him as soon as he spoke.
Lucius looked at John, then slightly pulled open the black robe that covered his face, revealing a face that was very famous in the British wizarding world.
The location they chose was in the very corner of the bar. The lights on the ceiling were dim, and the greasy stains around seemed to absorb all the light. In addition, both Jon and the Malfoy father and son were dressed in black, so no one would notice them unless they stopped by them on purpose.
In addition, there were few customers in the tavern. Apart from John and his table, there were only two drunkards who had been drinking since noon and were bragging to each other in the middle of the tavern about their travels and dangerous places.
"You came here alone?"
Even though he couldn't see Lucius' face, Jon could imagine from his tone that he must be frowning when he asked this question.
At this time, Aberforth also brought the whiskey that Lucius ordered. He placed the glass that was full of mutton smell heavily on the table, as if to express his dissatisfaction that there were three people sitting at the table but only one glass of wine was ordered.
Obviously, Lucius ordered this glass of wine just to please the owner of the store. He had no intention of letting any part of his body touch the glass.
After Aberforth left and returned to the bar to continue wiping the endless glasses, Jon casually answered Lucius's question.
"Who else do you want me to bring? Tom Riddle ?"
Hearing the name, Draco was obviously startled and his body couldn't help but shake even more violently. Lucius was obviously much calmer, but one could tell that his tone was also much colder than before.
"This joke is not funny at all."
Jon smiled and said nothing more, Draco's reaction was enough to let him know what he wanted to know.
"Well, let's talk about something funny. As the close confidant of that great gentleman, the head of the Auror Command Office, the noble pure-blood wizard Mr. Lucius Malfoy, what do you want to do by privately looking for a wanted criminal like me?"
Lucius ignored John's teasing. He had been mentally prepared for John's attitude before he came. In this kind of situation, whoever takes the initiative will be at a disadvantage.
"Do you have the power to make the final decision on some matters?"
"Then I'd like you to tell me what exactly happened, Mr. Malfoy." Jon shrugged, "You know I'm just an ordinary student."
There was silence in the air for a few seconds. It was obvious that no one believed John's nonsense. In the end, Lucius did not choose to beat around the bush like a conventional negotiation on interests, but spoke straight to the point.
"I want to make a deal with you alone, Mr. Green. It has nothing to do with our camps or positions, it's just a pure deal." Lucius took a deep breath, "I hope you can guarantee my son's safety in the next two games."
Draco lowered his head. He must have felt humiliated. As warriors in the Triwizard Tournament, the other three could shine for their schools, but he was the only one who needed his father to ask his competitors to ensure his safety.
John was not surprised by Lucius' request. This was just as he and Dumbledore had guessed in the headmaster's office before. This meeting was most likely about his son.
"Why do you need my guarantee? We are enemies, Mr. Malfoy. Doesn't Emil Lestrange have strong abilities? Why don't you ask him to protect your baby son?"
"You know why I didn't look for him. Everyone has seen his performance in the first project." Lucius' voice revealed rare sincerity. "I said before, regardless of your camp or stance, your character is more worthy of my trust."
What he said was ridiculous, that the enemy is more reliable than our own people, but it is indeed the fact.
All I can say is that Voldemort's men are really a bunch of scumbags of the world.
"So, what are the conditions?" Jon asked the question that interested him the most, "You can't ask someone to do something for you with nothing, right?"
Lucius looked at Jon calmly, he raised his head and their eyes met.
"I recognize that ring."
Jon was subconsciously stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted. His originally careless expression disappeared instantly, and was replaced by an extremely solemn look.
"Adrian Fox, a traveler, adventurer , archaeologist, alchemist, and spell master, he traveled around the world, but left no reputation until his death. But I recognize the ring you are wearing. I once had the honor of meeting Mr. Fox at a banquet. The ring he wore on his hand was exactly the same as the one you held when you entered the Forbidden Forest that day."
"so what?"
Jon narrowed his eyes.
Knowing the existence of the ring didn't mean he knew what it meant, and he really wanted to know how much Lucius knew.
