Chapter 361 Memory Cabinet

"His remuneration is very reasonable. Of course I am very happy for such an outstanding talent to be willing to work for a small shop like mine."

"So he stayed at my place, and I taught him how to identify those antiques and some strange magic. His talent is really amazing. Basically, no matter what I tell him once, he can learn it immediately. I can even draw inferences from one example, which leaves me with a lot of effort.”

"In this way, within three months, I can safely hand over some of the things in the store to him."

"As you said, although your uncle was quite cheerful when he was young, he was definitely not enthusiastic. When opening a store in Knockturn Alley, such quality is a must. There are some employees who are too enthusiastic. Sometimes it will have the opposite effect.”

"Tom is a very talkative person. He has a good relationship with several regular customers in the store, especially Chris and Smith. They all like this young guy."

"Especially Smith, she is really in love with him, and Tom doesn't mind her age. He is really good at coaxing women. For a while, they were almost inseparable."

"Then he worked for me for about three years. One day he suddenly came to me and said that he was tired of his current life and wanted to go out for a trip."

“At that time, I was used to having this outstanding young man helping me with business in the store. I offered to give him 30% more salary if he thought the salary was low, but he ultimately chose to leave. "

The thoughtful look on Burke's face slowly faded away, he looked at Dumbledore and said.

"I asked him where he planned to go. He didn't tell me the specific location. He just said that he had already been to Albania before and was planning to go to the north again. He would tell me when he had enough shopping. Maybe he will come back to the UK.”

Dumbledore repeated the place name softly.

"Albania?"

"Yes, this should be where he went before coming to my store. While working here, he never took more than two days off."

Bock said with a relaxed smile on his face.

"That's all I know. I hope this information can be helpful to you, Mr. Riddle."

The two hundred galleons were exchanged for just this little information. I don’t know whether it was true or not. It was a dispensable news. There was no doubt that it was a loss.

But the expression on Dumbledore's face did not change at all, it was still so peaceful.

He nodded and thanked Bock.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Bock. I hope we can have the opportunity to cooperate next time."

After confirming that Dumbledore was not dissatisfied with his news, the smile on the old wizard's face became even brighter.

"Oh, of course Mr. Riddle, this cooperation is very pleasant."

Then Dumbledore and Sherlock had no intention of staying any longer, and walked out of Borkin Burke's shop together.

They did not stop, and Sherlock led the way to the hut he had bought in Knockturn Alley to temporarily store the Lestrange family's belongings.

It wasn't until he turned a corner and the store was no longer visible that Dumbledore asked calmly.

"Did you find anything?"

Sherlock, who had not spoken a word in the store just now, now sneered and said,

"It's true that he has a bad memory as he gets older.

But one sentence was a lie. There was a secret room in that shop, which was filled with all kinds of jewelry and gold galleons. It was obviously his small treasury. There was also a cabinet in the secret room, and there was a meditation in it. Pots, and quite a few labeled memories. "

"I saw Riddle's name in those memories. Although he didn't know that the talented young man working in his store at that time was Voldemort, he didn't know why, but he also took him very seriously."

When he said this, Sherlock couldn't help but look at Dumbledore with some doubts.

"Professor, didn't you use Legilimency to read something from his memory?"

Of course, Dumbledore was not a voyeuristic mind-reading maniac who kept Legilimency on at all times, but when the time was right, he would not be so pedantic as to use such a useful magic without any intention.

But obviously, he didn't get much results this time.

"Occlumency is not a difficult magic to learn. An old wizard like him who has lived in Knockturn Alley for decades and has not been seen outside for decades will not leave it to me to read his memory without disturbing him. Chance."

They had already entered the small house that Sherlock bought, and it was empty.

Sherlock had already emptied the Lestrange family's vault in Gringotts, Diagon Alley, and transferred all the assets that were inconvenient to sell to a newly opened vault in Gringotts, France.

If one day, Bella and her husband can come out of Azkaban alive, Gringotts' family treasury will definitely be cleaner than their faces.

"So, do we want to take action on the memories he has saved?"

When Dumbledore is around for such a matter, of course it is Dumbledore who makes the decision, and Sherlock is happy not to have to use his own brain.

Dumbledore's eyes were dark. Under this appearance without glasses, his blue eyes seemed to be thinking about something.

"We need to get his memory. I think he seems to be hiding something. Just when he was talking to me, that memory might be able to answer my questions."

Since he has made a decision, Sherlock certainly won't object.

"It's easy for me to do it. I don't even need to open the door of the secret room. There is a sewer in his vault. I can steal the memory through it."

"Then let's wait here until dark."

Time passed quickly, and the night quietly fell in Knockturn Alley.

After going to the Leaky Cauldron in Diagon Alley and having a casual dinner there, Sherlock and Dumbledore, who changed into black robes, approached Borgin and Burke's shop.

Burke did not have a family. He was single from beginning to end. It seemed that he had no interest in anything other than earning gold galleons.

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, he had already turned off all the lights in the house and returned to the bedroom to rest.

Sherlock did not act immediately. Under his control magic, he made sure that Bock's breathing began to become even and fell into a deep sleep before he really started to act. `Fun w

In the secret room of the store, the old cabinet leaning against the corner of the wall was opened silently. New to provide you with the fastest update of the Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, Chapter 361 Memory Cabinet free reading.

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