Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

"Mr. Mundungus, I have a question." Dean grabbed Mundungus' right hand and said with a smile.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Mundungus felt as if his right hand was clamped by steel pliers.

Dean pulled Mundungus into his arms, strangled Mundungus' neck with lightning speed, and gave him an elbow.

"Mr. Mundungus, could it be that Professor Snape asked you to prepare second-hand goods for perfunctory use?" Dean asked coldly.

"Hiss... of course not... let go, I'm about to be strangled!" Mundungus was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat after being elbowed by Dean. Coupled with being choked again, he suddenly felt difficulty breathing.

Mundungus was embarrassed to find that if he didn't use magic, he was no match for Dean. The only way to get out of trouble now was... Mundungus' left hand quietly reached into his pocket.

"Is this what you're looking for?" Dean asked, waving his pipe in front of Mundungus' eyes.

The moment he choked Mundungus, he had already touched the pipe.

"When...you got it?" Mundungus was shocked. This completely cut off his escape route.

"Just now. I think your pipe is quite interesting. It seems to be made of maple?" Dean guessed casually.

"Hurry, give it back to me! Didn't your adults teach you? Children can't smoke!" Mundungus couldn't help but feel frightened as he watched Dean almost lose his pipe and drop it to the ground several times.

"I guess this is your wand, right? Of course I can return it to you, but you have to answer the question I just asked first - if your answer satisfies me." Dean will not be easily fooled, he knows that Mundungus After getting the wand back, the situation will be reversed immediately.

"Okay, okay, I admit that I want to get rid of you with some second-hand goods, and I am going to buy the Gallon milk that Snape gave me." Mundungus compromised with a face full of pain.

"I really want to know what makes you so brave. Aren't you afraid that Professor Snape will know?" Dean asked curiously.

When Dean saw Mundungus' miscalculated expression, he suddenly realized that Mundungus had never taken him to heart from the beginning and thought he could completely deceive him.

Mundungus never expected that Dean was so sharp and could easily see through his tricks. The most outrageous thing was that without a wand, he was no match for Dean!

"I, I admit defeat, please don't tell Snape about this!" Mundungus said pitifully.

"What's the benefit of me agreeing to you?" Dean asked slowly. The advantage was in his favor now, and he was not in a hurry.

"Brand new! I promise to help you buy all the items on the list, and give you an extra pet! You can choose an owl, a toad, or a cat!" Mundungus gritted his teeth with a face full of pain.

"I remember pets were on the list." Dean immediately pointed out that Mundungus was trying to get away with it again.

"That's not a necessity! Snape didn't buy me the Galleons for the pet. If you don't believe me, you can ask him for confirmation!" Mundungus shouted with tears streaming down his face. He had suffered a big loss now!

"No, it's not enough." Dean didn't look satisfied.

"What else do you want? My family has almost been wiped out by you!" Mundungus burst into tears and looked really hurt.

"I also want the wand you were planning to give me, and you are not allowed to tell anyone what happened today!" Dean was slightly regretful. If first-year students were not allowed to bring their own broomsticks, he would have blackmailed him again. Mundungus a "Nimbus 2000".

In fact, Dean had already thought up this plan to blackmail Mundungus before at the second-hand robe store.

Dean remembers that in the original books, he would be forced to leave Hogwarts as a wanderer in his seventh year, and his wand would be taken away and broken by a search party.

Although Dean didn't plan to make the same mistake this time, it wasn't a bad thing to prepare a wand in advance.

"You are so greedy! You are simply a devil!" Mundungus complained almost in tears.

"It's up to you. If you don't agree, I'll tell Professor Snape and let him talk to you personally!" Dean didn't give in.

"Deal!" Mundungus agreed immediately.

In his eyes, Dean is an out-and-out little devil. If the stalemate continues, even his underwear may be extorted.

"Very good, now it's time for you to fulfill your promise." Looking at the system showing the task completion prompt, Dean let go of Mundungus with satisfaction.

"My pipe..." Mundungus begged pathetically.

"Just in case, I will send an owl to you after I successfully arrive at Hogwarts." Dean stuffed the pipe into his pocket without ceremony.

"Oh, no!" Mundungus let out a desperate howl like a wild animal. He simply couldn't imagine how he could spend more than a month without a wand.

Mundungus vowed never to have anything to do with Dean again in his life.

What happened next was much smoother. After Mundungus gave in completely, he took Dean to buy all the items on the list - of course, in addition to the brand new textbooks at Flourish and Blotts, he also bought a hardcover edition. Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

Apart from the extra extortion items, there is only one most important item that has not been purchased - a wand that truly belongs to Dean.

"Okay, you go in and pick out the wand yourself. Once you've made your choice, just tell me the price." After leading Dean to the entrance of Ollivander's Wand Store, Mundungus held his shriveled purse and felt weak. said.

"Aren't you going to go in together?" Dean asked suspiciously. Could it be that Mundungus was unwilling to fail and wanted to make some small moves?

"Forget it." Mundungus glanced at the open door of the wand shop in fear, "I doubt Ollivander will strangle me to death when he sees me."

"What's going on? Did you steal the wand he made?" Dean asked curiously.

"Stop your strong curiosity. If you are unwilling to buy a new wand, then use the second-hand wand I prepared for you!" Mundungus said rudely, he was almost driven crazy by Dean.

Dean didn't intend to offend Mundungus to death. He shrugged and walked into the gloomy-looking wand shop alone.

"Good afternoon." A soft voice said above his head, startling Dean.

"Hello!" Dean looked up and found a little old man with silver-white eyes standing on the stairs next to the shelves - it was Ollivander, the owner of the wand shop.

Ollivander walked down the stairs, leaned in front of Dean and sniffed: "Did Mundungus bring you here? I smell his scent on you."

"Really?" Dean raised his sleeve and smelled it suspiciously. There was no special smell.

"He is wise. Don't let me see him again, otherwise I will personally take back the wand he bought from me!" Ollivander said angrily.

"Sorry, I don't know what mistake Mr. Mundungus made..." Dean said cowardly.

He didn't want to be implicated by Mundungus. Who would he cry to if he didn't buy the right wand?