Enthusiastic Friends

"If you think it's too little, you can report me..."

Looking at Kyle's smile, Willie Tom's back was instantly drenched in cold sweat.

Even though it was warm August weather and he was indoors, all he felt was a bone-piercing chill.

His instincts were warning him.

Some wizards had strange talents—such as changing their appearance at will, or speaking with magical creatures. Willie Tom had such a talent too: his ability to sense danger was far sharper than that of an ordinary wizard.

And that ability had saved his life many times.

Willie Tom had indeed considered telling the Aurors that Kyle was here. That way, he could clear himself of suspicion and receive a substantial reward. Why wouldn't he?

In fact, that was exactly what he had done.

Willie Tom had planned it all out. He would stall over the price for a while, then swiftly complete the transaction once enough time had passed. It did not matter if he lost a little money, as long as the Aurors caught the man only after he had left the shop.

By then, the money from selling the dragon egg would already be in his hands. Even if Kyle named him, all he had to do was deny it to the bitter end. Coupled with the credit for reporting him, the Aurors surely would not make things difficult for him.

What was more, if this man was captured, he would receive a full hundred Galleons as a reward. Even if he somehow escaped, Willie Tom could still get thirty Galleons for the tip. It was a guaranteed profit—one could even call it a win-win... well, he won twice.

As for honesty... what use was that with a customer who would most likely never return to Diagon Alley? He might as well