Chapter 176 The world doesn’t want to be photographed by me
Chapter 176 The world doesn’t want to be photographed by me
"The Philosopher's Stone?" Vilia tilted her head and looked at Harry, "And it's Professor Snape? How could he do such a thing?"
As early as when she was enrolled in school, her brother had told her that if something happened, if she couldn't find Dumbledore or him, she could ask Professor Snape for help.
Moreover, her brother also specially emphasized that there is no need to be too polite to Snape and do whatever he wants.
Since Albert said this, Snape must be one of his own, maybe his brother's younger brother or something. How could he steal the Sorcerer's Stone?
Vilia wanted to see what Detective Harry had found out these days.
"Remember that Halloween troll?"
When the troll was mentioned, Miss Beaver's brows furrowed even more, and her opinion of Harry also dropped a bit. Wasn't Harry the one who wouldn't pick the pot?
"Snape was the last of all the professors to arrive that day. Draco and I passed Professor Snape when we were leaving the bathroom and saw the scratches on his legs."
"Scratch?" Hermione looked around and after confirming that there was no one else, she whispered: "You don't mean to say that Professor Snape was scratched by the three-headed dog Luwei, do you?"
"Besides Lu Wei, what other creature in this castle could leave such a wound on the professor's leg?"
When weaving conspiracy theories, Harry's mind was very clear and his IQ was on the line.
It would be nice if he could do this when he was in class.
"So you suspect that Professor Snape wants to hide the Philosopher's Stone behind the trap door?" Vilia was a little disappointed. She was still expecting to hear some wonderful reasoning, but this is the result?
Moreover, she didn't have the heart to say that the magic stone was a toy she used to entertain dogs...
"Not only that, did you see the Daily Prophet at the beginning of the semester? The one where Gringotts was robbed again!"
Hermione searched for memories from more than two months ago, and it seemed that such a thing happened.
"When I was in school, before Hagrid took me to the vault to withdraw money, he took out a small package from another vault, and that vault happened to be the vault that was mentioned in the daily newspaper as being broken into!"
"Oh." Vilia responded calmly.
Could breaking into the Gringotts vault mean anything?
Her brother regarded the underground vault of Gringotts as his own back garden and often took her to play there. Grandpa Albus also took her with him that day when he took her to Gringotts to store the Philosopher's Stone.
If you lose that broken stone, just throw it away. It has no magic power anyway.
The people who fished for it like Voldemort regarded it as a treasure and went to a lot of trouble to steal it from the vault. The price dropped a lot.
……
Wandering on the streets of Fukushima, the pedestrians coming and going all looked like they were sighing and walking in a hurry.
The izakayas on the street were crowded with people in suits and ties who looked frustrated, trying to numb themselves with alcohol and temporarily escape from this sad reality.
"What's going on?" Elizabeth, no, Guang Xiahai asked curiously.
Kado Yaji pressed the shutter of the camera and took a photo of Mitsumi Natsumi, then raised his head and said: "This time should be the time when Japan's real estate bubble bursts."
……
The false prosperity of the property market reached its peak between 1989 and 1990.
Because the real estate market continues to rise, bank loans are all collateralized by high-priced housing. Once real estate prices fluctuate, bad debts will occur on a large scale. Not only will the real estate market suffer, but also major pillar enterprises will be destroyed due to excessive allocation of assets in the real estate market. Disaster.
The Japanese government at the time found that the current situation was like a bomb that would explode without knowing when, so it decided to defuse the bomb, which was to cool down the property market.
then……
They raised interest rates from 2.5% to 6%.
Well, this wave of smart operations detonated the bomb directly.
The first unlucky thing was the financial system. The financial system collapsed first, and then the property market collapsed. The first thing to hit was the Japanese stock market. In 1990, the Japanese stock market fell off a cliff, plummeting 40%, almost halving.
Those banks and investment banks that hold Japanese yen assets have seen their assets shrink directly due to the fall in stock prices.
The real estate market crash only really started in 1991. This is because the real estate market reacted more slowly than the financial market.
……
Taking out a photo from the camera, Guang Xiahai leaned his head over to see how the photo went.
"What! What kind of photography skills do you have!"
Albert, who transformed into Kado Yashi, looked awkwardly at the blurry figure that was a blur because the exposure time and aperture were not adjusted properly, and hid the extremely bad photo behind his back.
After haphazardly adjusting the camera parameters again, Albert pressed the shutter again, and the resulting photos became worse and worse.
"Don't insult the art of photography!" Elizabeth reached out to snatch the camera from Albert's hand, "Give it to me!"
"No! It's not that I'm bad at taking pictures, it's just that the world doesn't want to be photographed by me!" Albert said stubbornly.
Perhaps the smiling, playful two people were incompatible with the gloomy atmosphere around them, or perhaps Elizabeth's appearance was still too beautiful after using the human body transformation technique. When passing by a small alley, they were stared at by a group of people. .
"Hey! What about you!"
Hearing the sudden sound in the alley, Albert and Elizabeth stopped.
Isn't it, sir?
Is there anyone who dares to put ideas on the two of them these days?
From what I heard, I saw a group of more than ten street gangsters with skinny haircuts. In this cold December winter, they only wore thin tops, open collars and high-rolled shirts in order to look cool. On their sleeves, you can see that their bodies are covered with blue-gray tattoos.
Some people were holding bats and knives, while some of the more cheap ones were holding bricks picked up from nowhere.
After confirming again that none of them had any magic fluctuations, Albert smiled. Aren't these people here to deliver food?
"Are you brave? Are you afraid of seeing so many of us?" The gangster at the head rubbed his head, put the steel pipe in his hand on his shoulder, and walked forward slowly.
Elizabeth looked at these Muggles, not wanting to take action at all, so she took a few steps back.
"Hand over all your belongings. Then kneel on the ground and kowtow a few times, and we will let you go."
The people behind started to cheer, "Kowtow! Kowtow! Kowtow!"
The gangster leader took a look at Elizabeth behind Albert, "There is such a beautiful lady here, why just kowtow..."
A long knife over one meter long stabbed into the gangster leader's chest with precision, passing through his heart. The blade, stained red with blood, came out from behind.
Before anyone else could react, Albert twisted the handle of the knife and cut half of the gangster leader's body horizontally with the long knife in his hand.
The red liquid splashed all over the gangsters behind, and the warm blood slowly flowed down their cheeks, gathered on their chins, dripped, and splashed out one after another small dark red flowers on the ground.
It wasn't until Albert wiped the blade of the knife with the clothes on the gangster leader's corpse in disgust that the gang behind him realized what was going on.
"Help! Killed!"
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