Harry Potter and the Badger Who Can’t Magic

"That man is here too," Auston said in a low voice. "I just met two Death Eaters in the woods, and they were breaking the key."

Auston relayed to Dumbledore the conversation the two had just had in the woods.

"So, he's hiding in the venue. We should find out if there's anyone nearby who wears a big scarf like Quirrell," Auston said.

Dumbledore disagreed: "No, I don't think he will use the same trick again this time."

On the one hand, it can be seen from the dialogue between the two Death Eaters that Voldemort himself knew that many white wizards would come today, and he might even know that Dumbledore would also be there, so it was impossible to repeat the same trick. On the other hand, he also observed carefully when he first arrived, and there was not a strange wizard with a big scarf like Quirrell in the entire venue.

After listening to him, Auston also agreed: "Well, but where will he hide?"

"Don't worry, we don't need to look for it. When it's time to show up, he will naturally come out. We just need to be optimistic about Niko."

Dumbledore was talking when a man suddenly approached him. Auston, who was about to open his mouth, shut his mouth. It was too strange for outsiders to see him whispering here.

The man walked to him and nodded slightly near him, and sat directly on the chair to his right. Auston's eyes widened in shock, and that was where Dumbledore had just made his voice.

His startled expression caught the man's attention, and the man greeted him in French.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm British and can't understand French." Auston smiled awkwardly: "Could you please stand up first, I seem to have something on your chair."

The man didn't hesitate. He sat up, turned his head to look at the chair, and asked in broken English with a French accent, "What's there?"

He stood up and searched for a while, but saw nothing. Auston guessed that Dumbledore should also leave, so he said, "Nothing, sir, I made a mistake, sorry."

The man smiled generously and sat back again.

At this moment, Auston felt someone pulling on his left sleeve, and when he turned to find no one, he breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Dumbledore had gone to his left again.

"Are you here with your family?"

The man on the right chatted with Auston.

Auston responded politely: "Yes, sir, my godfather is also in the venue, and I'll be waiting for him here."

"Oh," the man nodded, picking up a glass of champagne from the tray of the waiter who came over.

The little waiter held up the tray and walked to Auston again. Auston smiled and shook his head in rejection.

Auston looked around carefully and found that the waiters around were almost all children or students.

"Can I ask a question, sir?" Auston asked the man sitting beside him, "Why are the waiters here all children?"

The man smiled: "In France, there are a lot of magic school students who run out to work during holidays like children in the Muggle world to earn some money."

"Oh," Auston nodded and looked around, because French people are generally taller, and they couldn't tell the specific age of these children, but they looked a little young.

The man drank the champagne in the glass, turned to talk to Auston again: "Did you see the table over there?"

"I saw it," Allston said. "A bunch of body parts of a giant lion, and something inside a big man. I didn't see it."

"It's better if you don't see it," the man said, and put the empty glass on the tray of the waiting waiter, "If you see it, it might scare a child like you, it's full of Full of the blood of a giant lion."

The man spoke earnestly, but Auston laughed secretly. Looking at the man's shaking hand just holding the champagne glass, he should have understood who was frightened by the contents of the urn.

"These are the only things on the table? They don't seem to be of any value."

Auston wanted to talk to him about the spar.

The man disapproved of his words:

"It's worthless?! Do you think this is something from a pig? Those are all parts of a giant lion! A giant lion's bones can be used to make weapons, and its eyes and fur can be used to make potions. That's disgusting. A large urn of human blood is the most effective, it can repair people's body and spirit, this thing is in short supply in the magic hospital."

The man was right, and Auston agreed: "You are right, sir, but the godfather and I came here for that rare spar."

Although the spar was made into magic potion by Lemay early last week, in order to prevent another failure, Lemay did not try to create a magic stone, but simply chose a simpler potion making, although the effect was greatly reduced , but it was enough for them.

The man suddenly laughed when he heard his words: "Then your godfather is probably going to go home empty-handed today. Did you see that group of people?"

The man motioned Auston to look at the wizards who were talking around the stage.

"The white-bearded old man is our most famous alchemist in France, Nicole May. He just told us that we must photograph the giant lion spar."

Auston smiled and didn't speak. How could he tell this man that LeMay was his godfather. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Mr. Lemay's wealth is beyond your imagination. He is bound to get this spar. You tell your godfather not to mix it up."

As Auston thought, Lemay is also a wise move. Once he publicizes his purpose of wanting the spar, it will inevitably attract the attention of all the wizards present, so that even if Voldemort and the others want to secretly attack To take into account the eyes of many wizards.

The man looked a little drunk and babbled, and Auston simply stopped taking his words. Instead, he turned his attention to LeMay who was still on the stage.

Mr. Lemay should have said too much. He was a little thirsty. There was a waiter next to Lemay with a tray. He took the drink on the tray and drank it.

Auston narrowed his eyes, the waiter looked very familiar.

Taking a closer look, he realized that something was wrong. The waiter who handed Mr. Lemay the drink was actually Delphi who was supposed to be in England at this time!

Auston just sent her a letter two days ago. How could she appear at the wizard auction in Paris now?

He couldn't think of a reason, but Delphi put away Mr. Lemay's cup and walked backstage with the tray.

Auston was getting up to chase, when Dumbledore, who was still invisible, grabbed his sleeve.

"Where are you going?" Dumbledore asked.

Auston was eager to understand Delphi's problem, and was a little anxious, so he blurted out:

"I just saw someone, go find her."

"Ah, do you want to go?" The man sitting on the right thought he was talking to him, "The auction will start soon."

Dumbledore also held Auston's shoulder secretly: "The auction has begun, protect Nico first, and talk about it later."