Chapter 2630 Wind and Flowers (9)

Pomona changed into a cream-colored chiffon dress, the kind suitable for guests. As she walked around the store, the dress kept rustling and the hem bloomed like a flower.

Come.

"How do I look?" she asked Severus happily.

He smiled, as if he was satisfied with what he saw, and then looked at the clerk, "Wrap it up too."

"Okay, Professor." The clerk said happily, but Pomona was a little hesitant. This was the sixth set of clothes she tried on, and it was also the sixth set that was packed away without asking the price.

"How much?" Pomona asked quickly.

"Let me worry about the money." He said in a tone that was obviously very proud but pretended to be calm.

"I can not……"

"Do you want to wear this to Bojinbok?" he said suddenly.

Pomona looked at the dress she was wearing. She wanted to wear it to the Smith family party, but she didn't want to wear it to Bodkin Bock. It was dusty and dirty inside.

"Go and change again," Severus said.

She was very hesitant. There were not many opportunities for her to become like this. Why did she buy so many clothes?

Snape, who came to the counter to pay, may have noticed her hesitation and took her to a corner.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

"What a waste." She muttered.

"You have worn all these clothes." He said forcefully.

"It's just a try on." She defended, "It's not like you only wear it once and then it becomes second-hand."

He seemed unhappy.

Eileen didn't let Severus wear a second-hand school robe, she just let him wear a floral shirt that she had worn...

"Do you have enough money? I haven't bought it for you yet," she whispered.

His face looked better now.

"Which one will you choose for me?" Severus asked.

"This one!" She quickly took down a dark blue long coat from the hanger, "Try it on."

He didn't even look at it and threw it directly to the clerk.

"Why don't you try it on?" Pomona asked.

"If it doesn't fit, you can change it." He said calmly.

"Then what's the point of buying ready-made clothes?" she asked angrily. "It's better to go to Mrs. Birkin's Gown Shop."

"Just this one?" Severus asked.

She felt that she was communicating with the earthworm.

Angrily, she walked to the next door and took off a dark green bachelor's robe.

"This one." She handed it to him.

He held it and looked at it for a while, "This is not the orthodox Slytherin green."

"Are you going to argue with me about this now?" Pomona asked.

"You want to go back to the party?"

"No!" she said sharply.

"Then what else do you want to do in such a hurry?" he asked again.

"What is orthodoxy!" Pomona said one word at a time. "Do you know how many kinds of green there are?"

"I thought I was the Head of Slytherin."

She rolled her eyes, and then she felt her vision go dark. Snape had taken off his cloak and placed it on her body.

"That's enough." He said with satisfaction, "Wait for me here."

Pomona looked at his back. Without the coat, he looked much fresher, as if he had spent summer.

But the robe on her body was uncomfortably hot.

At this moment, she saw the moonlight-colored dress out of the corner of her eye. She had forgotten about it when she tried it on just now.

Now that they are leaving, it seems it will be too late to try them on again.

She glanced at Snape's back, where he was placing the Galleons on the counter.

This is not what she likes. She still prefers that when she was a child, he and Lily were waiting at the Three Broomsticks table, waiting for her to put Butterbeer in front of them.

"let's go."

Just when she was dazed for a moment, he had already paid the bill, put his arm around her shoulders and left the clothing store.

"Welcome to visit next time." The clerk smiled happily, waiting for the door to close by itself before blocking her inquiring sight.

It was still quite a distance from the clothing store to Knockturn Alley, but Snape did not intend to take the main street, but walked through the alleys behind the store, as if he was already familiar with this complex terrain.

"Give way."

While walking through a very narrow alley, a handyman pushed a large box of kitchen waste over. Severus asked her to stand against the wall, blocking Pomona and the handyman, as if he didn't care at all.

My back was stained by kitchen waste.

The handyman left quickly, leaving behind a smell of food that was just beginning to rot. It was summer after all.

The smell did not make people feel happy, but she did not dare to move because she could feel the thumping heartbeat close to her chest.

"You are beautiful." He whispered, his voice so loud that her eardrums hurt.

She looked at the wall tiles in the alley and her breathing became tight.

Then, like a test, his hand passed by her face, along the line of her neck, down the folds of her robe, and then gently tugged.

"This place is not well dressed." He said meticulously, holding her hand and walking forward.

Where they were going next, even the midsummer sunshine had not touched it, so she subconsciously hid behind him.

As the doorbell on the store door rang softly, they walked into Blog Bojin, which was filled with the smell of stale dust.

"Professor Snape," an old man said behind the counter, "What brought you here today?"

"I have a question." Severus said.

The snow-white haired Bojinbok smiled.

"I already answered you last time, and I even gave you the list of guests that Riddle had served..." Boginbock paused here, and his eyes happened to meet Pomona's.

"This is not for sale." Severus hid Pomona behind him.

"I only collect things." Bojinbok said. "How can I help you?"

"I have a question, have you ever received or sold a necklace?"

"I have one." Bojinbok said. "It's right behind. Do you want to see it?"

"It's not that one," Severus said, pointing his wand at a gold galleon. "That's it."

Soon King Gallon transformed himself into the form of Slytherin's locket.

"Oh, that's what you're talking about." Bojinbok said frankly. "Yes, we got it under a strange circumstance. It was brought by a young witch. It happened to be Christmas at that time.

.She said she was in desperate need of gold, well, that's obvious. Wearing rags, coming from far away...and having a baby. She said the locket belonged to Slytherin, um, we

We always hear people say, 'Oh, this is Merlin's thing, this is his favorite teapot', but after we checked it, we found that it really has Slytherin's mark on it. Just use a few simple

The truth can be known by using the spell. Of course, it is almost priceless. She seems to have no idea how much it is worth. She happily exchanged it for ten gold galleons. This is the most cost-effective deal we have ever made."

"Who did you sell that necklace to later?" Severus asked next.

Bojinbok shook his head, "You know the rules. Our store will not provide customers' names casually."

Severus counted a stack of gold galleons from his purse and placed it on the counter.

Pomona counted them carefully and found exactly 10.

Boginbok immediately changed his face and whispered into Snape's ear.

"Do you remember what that witch looks like?" Snape asked.

"She's pretty unforgettable." Boginbock looked at Pomona.

Snape stood in front of Pomona.

"Can you provide that memory?"

Bojinbok hesitated for a moment, then pointed a wand with a twisted handle at his forehead, and all silver threads appeared on the tip of the wand.

"I can give it to you." Borginbok looked at the silver substance and then at Snape. "But what do you want in exchange?"

"How many do you want?" Snape asked.
To be continued...