If Malfoy had bought the necklace Mr. Borgin had been trying so hard to sell, Harry might not have been so puzzled.
But he wanted Borgin to sell him a powerful lock-picking tool?
What was Malfoy planning?
In that instant, Harry's mind began racing wildly.
Instinctively, he thought of the door that had occasionally appeared in his dreams that summer!
From the Muggle caretaker Voldemort and Cliodna had killed last summer to the several glimpses he had since had into Voldemort's affairs.
Harry was utterly certain that everything he had seen was real.
Behind that door, whose location he did not know, there was clearly something Voldemort cared deeply about.
But Voldemort could not go there himself, so he had given Malfoy an order?
Harry narrowed his eyes. The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed!
"You need... an instrument capable of breaking powerful protective magic."
It was not hard to tell from Mr. Borgin's troubled expression that he clearly did not have such a magical artifact on hand. But as a businessman, he naturally could not say something so damaging to his reputation outright.
"I have indeed seen alchemical devices of that kind—"
The two eyeballs in Mr. Borgin's sunken sockets spun rapidly, just like Moody's magical eye.
"You've seen one?"
Concern had thrown Malfoy into disarray, and he blurted out in delight, "You have one here? Take it out and let me see it. No matter the price, I'll buy it!"
Mr. Borgin immediately felt reassured. He straightened his hunched back with effort, and his fawning smile became composed.
"Of course I've seen them, young Master Malfoy. I have certain channels... masters of great renown in the field. Oh, but I do not currently have one in stock."
"Are you toying with me, Borgin?"
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