Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

"What? You said you returned the Prokos robe to Mrs. Graves?" Mundungus whispered in disbelief.

"What's so surprising? After she told me about the magic of Prokos's robe, wouldn't it be the best choice to give up?" Dean explained casually while selecting textbooks according to the book list, " I just exchanged that robe for three sets of ordinary robes so that you didn't have to pay extra."

At this moment, Dean had said goodbye to Mrs. Graves and left the second-hand robe shop, and went to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore with Mundungus. It was still early before school started, so there was no one in the bookstore.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Dean told a white lie, claiming that the Prokos robe was too hot and had been returned to Mrs. Graves.

When he left the second-hand robe shop, he chose three sets of robes in order to hide himself from others - Mrs. Graves kindly did not charge for it.

"You are such an idiot! These three sets of second-hand robes are not worth five galleons at all!" Mundungus said sadly.

"Only my real sponsor, Professor Snape, has the right to question how I spend my money." Dean replied unhurriedly.

"Humph, Snape, you really have found a good supporter!" After Dean moved out of Snape, Mundungus was a little too angry to speak out.

"I think so too." Dean replied with a smile.

"What a pity. Even if you don't dare to keep the Prokos robe yourself, you can at least give it to me!" Mundungus angrily avoided Snape's topic.

"It's too late to say anything now. If you really want it, you can go to Mrs. Graves. I guess he hasn't found a new buyer for the Prokos robe so quickly." Dean said casually, he was sure Mundungus dared not go to Mrs. Graves again;

"I'm sure that old woman will never sell it to me!" Mundungus said helplessly.

"That's your problem." Dean easily added a copy of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" to his shopping cart.

"Wait, what book did you take just now?" asked the sharp-eyed Mundungus.

"What's wrong with this..."Fantastic Beasts"?" Dean asked innocently.

He originally wanted to get away with it and mix this tome with the textbook and check it out together, but unfortunately he didn't hide it from Mundungus's eyes.

"This book is not on the list, and it is too expensive!" cried Mundungus.

"I think the money you save by buying second-hand robes for me is enough to buy this book." Dean smiled.

"Hey, hey, that's not how the accounts are settled." Mundungus shook his head like a rattle.

"Then what are you going to do?" Dean asked with squinted eyes. Mundungus' behavior was so abnormal that he couldn't help but feel wary.

"Take these textbooks for example. In fact, I have already prepared a set for you. We can just pick them up on the way later." Mundungs ​​said, roughly grabbing the shopping basket from Dean's hand and throwing it on the ground. As he prepares to leave Flourish and Blotts Bookstore.

"I guess the textbooks you prepared are also second-hand, right?" Dean sneered and let Mundungs ​​pull him out of Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. He felt it was necessary to find a place where no one was around to have a good talk with Mundungs.

“You don’t care if it’s second-hand or not, as long as it’s usable!”

Mundungus angrily complained to himself: He was really out of his mind just now, and he was still thinking that he could cheat Dean into getting the Prokos robe, so he pretended to be generous and took Dean to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore to buy new books; it's a pity. After this dream was ruthlessly exposed by Dean, he immediately revealed his true colors as a miser.

"Mr. Mundungus, I guess you must have prepared dragon skin gloves, small medicine bottles, telescopes, and brass scales for me through your own channels, right?" Dean asked casually.

"Of course!" Mundungus replied without hesitation. In fact, in order to save money, he had already prepared a complete set of second-hand items.

Mundungus brought Dean to Diagon Alley just to deal with Snape.

After encountering warnings from Arthur Weasley and Mrs. Graves one after another, Mundungus was in a terrible mood. Now facing the "non-threatening" Dean, he couldn't even be bothered to pretend to be hypocritical.

"What about the wand? Is it also a second-hand wand?" Dean was a little angry. He remembered clearly that Ron suffered a lot because of using a second-hand wand in the future.

"I guarantee that it is a fine rod made of blackthorn wood with a dragon heartstring core! It is very powerful!" Mundungus boasted forcefully.

"Since it's a second-hand wand, who was the previous owner of that wand? Why did you give up such a powerful wand?" Dean didn't believe Mundungus's lies.

"This...this..." Mundungus hesitated while sweating profusely, which made people feel suspicious.

At this moment, system information jumped in front of Dean's eyes again, and the mission came.

"Mission: Teach the greedy ghost a lesson.

You find that Mundungus seems to want to embezzle the educational funds kindly sponsored by Snape, and find a way to expose him, recover the funds, and punish him.

Reward: Randomly select a skill from Mundungus, activate the skill corresponding to the corresponding magic talent system, and reward 2 skill points. "

Seeing this mission, the anger in Dean's heart suddenly disappeared. This time he not only wanted Mundungus to spit out all the galleons he had, but also had to pluck out a handful of wool.

Dean relaxed his tone and changed the topic: "No matter what, let's try to see if that wand is suitable for me first. Are you right?"

"That's natural. Don't worry, I guarantee that although those things are second-hand, they are definitely high-quality products!" Seeing that Dean seemed to be fooled by him, Mundungus secretly broke into a cold sweat.

It wasn't that he was afraid of Dean, but it would be bad if Snape knew about it.

"Then what are we waiting for? Get those things quickly. Maybe we still have some time to visit the magic joke shop. I just happened to see one on the corner of the street." Dean looked very interested.

"Snape doesn't have the money to buy me joke merchandise," Mundungus muttered.

Dean pretended not to hear and walked in the direction of the Jumping Magic Joke Shop.

"Dean, you are going in the wrong direction, we should go here first~" Mundungus said, pointing to a winding alley that seemed empty of people.

Dean sneered inwardly when he saw this. He was worried about not having a secluded place.

"Where is this?" Dean asked meekly after following Mundungus into the alley.

"Knockturn Alley." Mundungus answered casually as he walked in front of him.

Seeing no one around, Dean stopped and asked innocently: "Is this also part of Diagon Alley? Why don't I see a magic shop?"

"Of course this is part of Diagon Alley. As for the magic shop, you can see it after just two turns -" Mundungus introduced himself, but found that Dean did not follow.

"Damn it! Follow closely, be careful not to get lost!" Mundungus cursed secretly and rushed back to Dean, preparing to pull him away quickly.

After grabbing Dean's arm, Mundungus was surprised to find that he couldn't pull the 11-year-old child. How could this be possible?