The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

DeWitt only knows the address of the home Freya Feier mentioned.

They went to Hogsmeade first to use Floo powder - "Go to the Three Broomsticks," said DeWitt. "Last time I passed there there was some trouble, and I wanted to go back and have a look - to see if anyone could."

Recognize me."

"I have heard of a theory in the Muggle world," Ms. Fierre said carefully: "Some criminals will return to the scene after completing the crime...Muggle Aurors have caught many criminals based on this theory. You

Isn’t it unreasonable to do this?”

"People who do this are either psychopathic or timid, and I'm somewhere in between," DeWitt said. "I didn't kill anyone - I left a misleading message. I didn't go back to appreciate other people's sadness."

And fear, I'm just making sure there are no omissions, so let's go."

"There was nothing missing," Ms. Feier said. "After that day, the Daily Prophet reported on the case at the Borkin-Bock store. Someone connected the attack on the Three Broomsticks to the case, but in the end it was wanted.

The person was a dwarf... The case has not been solved yet."

While walking towards the Three Broomsticks Tavern, DeWitt asked again: "Have you been to Knockturn Alley again?"

"Gone, the owner of the Borgin-Bock store is now taken over by Borgin's brother, Bock. He rebuilt the store on the original ruins and said..."

"He wants to avenge his brother, right?"

"...Almost."

This result made DeWitt a little irritable, which was equivalent to a potential hidden danger. He stopped talking and walked in the direction of Hogsmeade with a dull head.

Two choices, passively waiting, or taking action again - the former means sitting back and waiting for death, the latter means actively exposing the enemy.

"Don't look for trouble," DeWitt said as he approached the Three Broomsticks Tavern: "Just pretend nothing happened, but be prepared."

After entering the Three Broomsticks Tavern, you can find that the accident did not bring about any changes. After being damaged, the perfectly repaired fireplace became dirty again during this time. Ms. Rosmerta was still wearing the clothes she wore that day.

Clothes, she coquettishly welcomed the cold-looking Ms. Feier in. Ms. Feier handed her the toll and came to the fireplace exclusively for guests.

"No. 100 Autry St. Catchpole Village." Ms. Feier threw the Floo powder into the fireplace, whispered to the exploding green flames, and then walked in.

When DeWitt also arrived at his destination, he was first surprised by the scene he saw. He had a premonition of how good his new home would be, but he didn't expect it to be so good.

First of all, this is a two-story house. According to DeWitt's requirements, there will be a basement below the house. The stairs used for passage can accommodate at least five people walking side by side. The first floor is the dining room, kitchen and living room, as well as a bathroom and

A storage room, two master bedrooms and two guest rooms on the second floor.

There is a coffee table in the living room with porcelain tea sets on it; the kitchen and dining room are connected, and there is a hanging plaid tablecloth on the wooden dining table; the floor is spotless, the curtains are tightly drawn, but the windows should also be

Translucent.

Ms. Feier took off her robe when she got home. It turned out that she was wearing a white women's shirt on her upper body. The wand was pinned to the side of her slim waist. She pulled out the wand, lit the teapot, and wanted to pour it.

Tea.

"Boiling water, no tea." DeWitt said.

"This place is nice." He touched the soft fur on the outside of the sofa, sat on it and sunk in and said, "You are doing well, do you still have money?"

Ms. Feier said with some embarrassment: "I used the remaining money to buy some materials, made some potions and sold them in Knockturn Alley, and made some money. Except for the ones I send to you regularly, the rest are all there.

Gringotts."

She was looking forward to DeWitt's evaluation and waited anxiously.

Ms. Feier felt even more satisfied when DeWitt showed surprise again.

"Not bad," DeWitt was very satisfied with the environment here. He only sat for half a minute before standing up and walking around, opening a corner of the curtain - and sure enough, the window was as clean as the floor, and there was no dust in the blind corner of the window sill.

"I think you might want to add a guardrail outside the window," Ms. Feier walked over to DeWitt, diligently opened the curtains so that he could see more clearly, and said at the same time: "There is a guardrail outside.

I planted some flowers and vegetables in the small garden, and I can also harvest some berries when the season comes. The village is mainly populated by ordinary people. We are quite close to each other. Even if we live among ordinary people, no one will doubt us.

There are a few wizards' houses, but they are scattered in remote places."

This home is located halfway up the mountain, hidden by the branches and leaves of the forest. Even without magic, it is difficult to detect at wrong angles. At the same time, it does not affect the lighting. It is expected that in the afternoon, the living room will be bathed in golden sunlight for most of the time.
"Who are they?" DeWitt looked at the vegetation under the sunny sky. The sunlight distorted the emerald-like green grass to create a bright halo, meticulously coating each grass with a holy, in line with vitality.

Golden barrier.

"The Weasley family, they..."

"I understand this. I knew all three of their children at Hogwarts, but that's not to say anything else."

"Lovegood, there are only two people in this family now. The father is the editor of "The Quibbler", the daughter has to wait until the new semester this year to enter Hogwarts, and the mother died - it is said that the experimental spell failed, and the whole family is

...Hmm...weird."

"The Quibbler" DeWitt saw others circulating it at Hogwarts. Neither Hermione nor he was interested in the content because the magazine was a bit too outrageous.

"Go on," DeWitt said.

"There is also the Diggory family. The father is an official in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures of the Ministry of Magic. The son is also at Hogwarts. His name is Cedric."

"His son is very famous."

"He loved nothing more than bragging about his son," Ms. Feier frowned, remembering the bad memories: "It was annoying."

"Needless to say the rest. Generally speaking, wealthy families would not choose this place to live, and families without money would not be able to come. It is inconspicuous and does not affect living conditions. So far, I am very satisfied with this place.

, you finally made me happy for once," DeWitt said: "Go and do what you should do."

Now he is going to the basement to take a look.

The basement did not disappoint DeWitt. There was no peculiar smell, air circulation was maintained with the outside world at all times, the humidity was just right, and the temperature only made people feel a little cool. Not only were the storage cabinets filled with materials, but there was also a bookcase next to it, which was full of materials.

Brand new books. Various utensils are sorted into categories on the workbench against the wall. There are traces of use, but they are kept in the cleanest condition.

Let’s make some potions. Ms. Feier has made great progress after living alone for so long. DeWitt assessed the woman’s current condition and felt that he could safely leave it to her for sale.