Hogwarts: Start by destroying Nurmengard Prison

Mundungus walked up to Lockhart and asked Lockhart:

"I said, big writer, why are you running here when you have nothing to do?"

"This is not where people like you should be."

Lockhart heard a voice behind him and looked back.

I saw a short and scruffy wizard looking at him with a smile.

Lockhart hurriedly sorted out his torn robe.

He straightened his hat and said with a straight face:

"I'm here to find new material to write about."

"You should know that a great writer needs to constantly go on adventures!"

Mundungus looked at Lockhart with a strange face:

"The adventure you're talking about is going to provoke the people at the Hog's Head Bar?"

"And then get beaten and thrown out?"

When Lockhart heard Mundungus's words, his face did not show the slightest embarrassment.

Instead, he said with a bright smile:

"I'm only doing this to experience the life of a low-level wizard."

"It will give me a better inspiration to write."

"Like my next book, I'm going to write about me and my friend, Ian Grindelwald, the little wizard."

"I'm sure this will be a good book!"

When Mundungus heard Lockhart's words, his face instantly turned pale.

Are you friends with Ian Grindelwald?

Are you sure you're not talking in a dream?

Mundungus said that if you were friends, he would be willing to cut off his head and give Lockhart a kick!

Lockhart saw that Mundungus's face suddenly became ugly, so he asked puzzled:

"Friend, are you uncomfortable?"

Mundungus quickly nodded and said:

"Yes, I do feel a little uncomfortable."

At this time, Lockhart smiled even brighter, and he said:

"Then I'll help you treat!"

"I've treated vampires in Romania."

"This little illness can't bother me!"

"Come and let me see where you're uncomfortable!"

Mundungus was taken aback by Lockhart's words.

He just wanted to pit this straw bale for a sum of money, not to come to find death.

Looking at Lockhart, who was about to take out the spell, Mundungus hurriedly said:

"No thanks! No thanks! "

"I'll be fine in a minute!"

Lockhart put back half of his wand with regret on his face:

"Oh! That's a shame. "

Mundungus decided not to spend any more time with this fool, so Mundungus approached Lockhart and whispered:

"Gilderoy Lockhart, let's not waste time."

"I'm the only person in the bar who just saw that you are absolutely extraordinary."

Lockhart looked at Mundungus in surprise and said with a smile:

"Oh! That's right! Friend, you have a good eye for discovery! "

"Do you need me to sign for you?"

"Every wizard is there for owning me! Gilderoy Lockhart's signature and proud! "

Mundungus was very happy to see Lockhart, and he wanted to add fire:

"Actually, Mr. Lockhart, I'm not here to ask you for an autograph."

Speaking of this, Mundungus looked left and right, with mystery on his face, and whispered:

"I got an old notebook by chance."

"It is said to be the item of a legendary wizard."

Lockhart was shocked by Mundungus's words, and he hurriedly said:

"Really! It's a legend..."

Without waiting for Lockhart to finish, Mundungus quickly covered Lockhart's mouth.

Mundungus pretended to be very frightened and said:

"Enough! Don't say it so loudly! "

"It's a secret!"

Lockhart sniffed the heavy smoke on Mundungus's hand and almost vomited.

But now is not the time to care.

Now Lockhart just wants to know that notebook.

Maybe another bestseller!

Lockhart ripped Mundungus's hand away and whispered: (Read the violent novel, go on the Feilu novel network!) ）

"I see, my friend."

"Then can you tell me where that notebook is?"

Mundungus was overjoyed to hear Lockhart's words, and he pretended to be cautious and pulled Lockhart into an alley.

Then he took out a black notebook from his scruffy robe and said:

"It's this notebook!"

"I accidentally got it in Tumble Alley."

"You know, there's no more Toppling Alley now."

"It took me a lot of effort to get it!"

Lockhart heard the origin of the notebook and was suddenly even more moved!

And he felt like something was calling him in that notebook!

Lockhart's breathing became rapid, and he stared at the notebook and asked:

"Friend, can you sell me this notebook?"

"I promise to give you a satisfactory price!"

Mundungus was instantly overjoyed, it seems that this Lockhart is really a fat sheep!

Mundungus pretended to be very reluctant and said:

"I was just going to show you."

"But I really can't find out its secrets."

"If you want... Two hundred gold gallons! "

Lockhart looked at Mundungus with satisfaction and said:

"Very reasonable price!"

"Please wait first, I'll look for my wallet."

After saying that, Lockhart reached into his robe.

Mundungus looked at Lockhart like he was looking at a pig.

Or a pig with a golden gallon!

This broken notebook can be sold for such a high price.

He deserves to be the most business-savvy Mundungus!

While Mundungus was still fantasizing, Lockhart's voice sounded again.

"Okay, you look at your friend."

Mundungus came back to his senses and saw Lockhart throw a bag over.

Mundungus scrambled to catch the bag and was about to open it.

Only to hear the sound of a mantra come out:

"Forget it!"

Before Mundungus could react, he was hit by the Oblivion Charm.

In an instant, Mundungus fell into confusion.

Lockhart walked over to Mundungus and took the notebook and his bag from his hand. "The story belongs to the great adventurer Gilderoy Lockhart. "

"I'll figure out the secret of this notebook for you!"

Lockhart looked feverishly at the notebook in his hand, he was sure!

This notebook is calling him!

Because the moment Lockhart got his notebook, this feeling became even stronger.

There must be a big secret in this!

Lockhart then looked warily at both ends of the alley, and there was no one else except Mundungus, who had fallen under the spell.

After making sure that there was no one else but himself and Mundungus, Lockhart hurried away from the house.

Just after Lockhart left, Mundungus slowly woke up:

"Strange, why am I here?"

Mundungus felt like he had forgotten something very important, but he just couldn't remember anything.

"Forget it, don't want to, let's go home and count those cute gold gallons again!"