Hogwarts Homecoming

"Your snacks are delicious, ma'am-"

The fat witch who sold snacks also worked part-time as a cleaner in the train. When she passed by, Percy nodded and smiled at her, and then walked off the train.

The Hogwarts Express stopped at Diagon Alley station, and some of the passengers who got on the train were going to King's Cross station. When Percy squeezed through the endless crowd and arrived outside the station, he found that the sky above his head had become groggy. , a red sun is crumbling on the top of the mountain in the sky.

Glancing at his watch, Percy saw that the time had reached seven o'clock. Percy's eyes fell on the document bag held in his arm, and he hesitated.

At this time, generally speaking, wizards have already returned home from work. They may have finished dinner and are sitting in the garden of their homes leisurely blowing the evening breeze. Percy is not sure if Professor Lupin is still there nearby. If he was not working in the workshop that he had become famous for some time, he would need to make another trip tomorrow.

But he needs to go to work tomorrow. Although he has nothing to do at the Ministry of Magic now, being absent from work is not his style. Moreover, although his mission to Hogwarts failed, he still has to report the results to the Minister of Magic.

After a moment of hesitation, Percy decided to try his luck because the conflict last night and the atmosphere at home made him feel suffocated even more. He would rather go outside to enjoy the breeze.

Night is approaching, and many shops have been closed. The remaining shops with dim butter lamps still have little business.

The few pedestrians on the street were walking in a hurry and were unwilling to linger on the street. After all, the recent security situation in the magical world was obvious to all.

Even in Diagon Alley, after the sun goes down, there are more monsters and monsters.

As for the cause of the security problem, Percy's thoughts briefly touched on this issue and he forcibly stopped himself from thinking about it further.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a dark shadow emerging from an alley next to him, which startled Percy. Before the guy in a black cloak could get close to him, Percy pulled out his wand and pointed at that person. The voice and look are both fierce,

"Stop, who are you and what do you want to do?"

"Oh, don't be nervous, sir--"

The wizard wearing a cloak looked like an outsider. The skin on his face looked rough, and there were a pair of cloudy blue eyes in the deep-set eye sockets. After being forced to stop by Percy, the wizard was not nervous, but showed his belt. With a smooth and flattering smile,

"I am not a criminal, sir, I am just a criminal. Oh, if you are interested, can I introduce my products to you?"

"commodity?"

Percy looked at the blue-eyed wizard suspiciously, and after confirming that he had no intention of attacking, Percy slowly put his wand into his pocket, raised his chin slightly, and looked at the wizard of unknown origin carefully.

"So, you're a businessman?"

"Your wisdom is admirable, Your Excellency——"

The blue-eyed wizard smiled and said cautiously,

"So, are you interested?"

"What do you sell?"

"Some antiques, sir, please come here!"

The blue-eyed wizard was heartened that Percy didn't leave immediately. He dragged Percy to a position against the wall, then lifted up his large black cloak, revealing a box hanging on his waist. The vendor opened it He opened the box and exposed the goods he was selling to Percy.

The space inside the box is much larger than the outline shown on the outside. When the box is opened, the pallets containing the items are opened from the folded state. In a few seconds, a stall is in Percy appear in front of you.

Several pieces of silver armor, brooches, snuff bottles, gemstone rings, fine porcelain and some odds and ends.

The blue-eyed wizard placed the box on the ground, walked around from behind the stall, and made an inviting gesture to Percy.

"Excellent quality and low price, sir. They all come from some once famous wizarding families."

Percy remained silent, his eyes falling on the items that looked very dated.

Although Percy did not come from a wealthy family, the Weasley family is one of the twenty-eight pure-blooded families after all. The bloodline derived from the 'Weasleys' has already spread in the magical world, and many of them The family is well off.

He had visited these relatives with his parents, seen their collections, and heard introductions from those relatives for the purpose of showing off, so he still had some appreciation for antiques.

In his opinion, it cannot be said that all the things the blue-eyed wizard put in front of him were fakes. About 95% of them were garbage without any value.

"Look at the quality of this ring, sir. It comes from Desmir, a lonely little nobleman in Transylvania. This emerald ring is their family heirloom. I spent thirty Galleons on it. Come, if you think it's good, I'll only charge you thirty-five galleons--"

Percy looked at the ring in silence.

What the blue-eyed wizard said was half-truth and half-false. He might indeed have bought the ring from a lonely little nobleman, but he should have only had the ring setting when he received it. Because the dark yellow ring setting should contain a certain proportion of mithril, it is indeed worth a lot of money, but the gems set in the ring setting are completely fake.

The blue-eyed wizard tried his best to introduce the history of this ring to Percy, but suddenly——

"May I have your name?"

Percy suddenly interrupted the blue-eyed wizard's chatter.

"Tudan Colkant--"

The blue-eyed wizard subconsciously answered, but after saying his name, the blue-eyed wizard immediately came back to his senses and looked at Percy warily.

"What's the matter, sir?"

"Well, Mr. Colkant—"

Percy, who was taller and taller, looked down at the blue-eyed wizard with a somewhat cold and arrogant expression, "I think you must have a license issued by the Ministry of Magic, right?"

"license?"

Colcante was stunned for a moment, then his expression turned cold.

"What does this have to do with you?"

"Oh, what a coincidence-"

Percy twitched his nose,

"I am from the Ministry of Magic."

Colcante squinted his eyes and looked at the young boy in front of him.

"Are you from the Executive Department?"

"This has nothing to do with you-"

Percy's face turned slightly red, he pursed his lips and said in a low voice,

"According to the law, Mr. Colkant, if you do not have the relevant sales license, you will need to pay a fine. If you cannot pay the fine, you will have to go to Azkaban. Hey, wait!"

Colcante ignored Percy's reprimand. After knowing that he was looking for a Ministry of Magic official, he immediately waved his wand to make all the goods exposed in front of Percy jump back into the box, and then hung the box back on his belt. Go up, roll up your cloak, turn around and leave.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!"

Percy scowled and reached for Colcante's shoulder, but--

Wow!

The black robe was rolled up, and the wand was poked out from under the cloak, pointing directly at Percy's eyes. There was no awe of the Ministry of Magic officials in Colcante's cloudy blue eyes, but instead they shone with a cold light.

"I advise you not to get yourself and your family into trouble, boy!"

Facing the trembling tip of the staff and the suddenly ferocious face, Percy froze at first, but then, a surge of anger surged out of his heart. He stared sharply at Colcante's face, making calculations in his mind. The possibility of escaping the first spell.

But before Percy could take action, a red flash of light suddenly passed over his shoulder, singed several of his red hair, and accurately hit Colcante's raised wrist. This bad guy who didn't want to abide by the law The guy immediately flew backwards as if he had been punched in the face!

boom!

Colcante fell heavily to the ground and never got up. The box containing the contraband smashed against the wall and the fragments inside were scattered all over the place. His wand flew upside down over Percy's shoulder and landed somewhere. In one's hands.

"Bah, scum!"

Sirius spat, and he strode towards Colkant who had fainted, and turned him over on his toes. After confirming that he was unconscious, a stream of thin rope was ejected from the tip of Sirius' staff, and Colkant was held captive. After being tied up tightly and looking at the scattered antiques on the ground for a few times, Sirius waved his wand indifferently to put them back into the box. Finally, he turned his head to look at the dumbfounded Percy, smiled and shrugged,

"To paraphrase Alastor, Percy, constant vigilance isn't as peaceful as it used to be."

"Sirius?"

Percy took a few breaths of cold air,

"Why are you here? Oh, are you on a mission to maintain law and order?"

"Actually, like you, I'm already off work--"

Sirius stepped on Colcante's back as he lifted the lunch box on the handle

"I'm here to deliver food to Remus. I just came out of the Leaky Cauldron and saw you. Speaking of which, what are you doing here?"