Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

"By the way, boss, why am I in the Pig's Head Bar?" Now that the system had given him the task, Dean began to try to get close to Aberforth.

"Have you forgotten? Mundungus sent you here last night, but he dropped you and ran away. Since 1975, I have banned him from entering here." Aberforth looked strange. He glanced at Dean and said, "If you weren't in a very bad state, I wouldn't have taken you in - I've never seen Mundungus take care of someone so carefully. If I hadn't known about his details I know you very well, I almost thought you were his... junior."

"Haha, Mr. Mundungus has some connections with me, but it's not what you think." Dean was shocked by Aberforth's guess. If anyone misunderstood him, he was Mundungus's junior. , I’m afraid a lot of bad debts will be recorded on his head.

It seemed that Mundungus didn't go far last night. After he fell asleep, he came back and sent him to the Hog's Head Bar.

"By the way, Mundungus sent some owls to send some pieces of your luggage this morning. They are placed outside. You can check them when you have time." Aberforth reminded.

"Well, why didn't he deliver it in person instead of using owl express?" Dean asked strangely.

Mundungus did say last night that he was going to help him with his family matters, and he would bring his luggage to him. Why would Mundungus spend money to use Owl Express when it could be done with just one Apparition?Although the cost is not much, it is definitely not in line with the characteristics of a profiteer.

"It seems you don't know yet. Mundungus is in big trouble!" Aberforth took out a wand and shook it, and a copy of the Daily Prophet appeared on the tray next to Dean.

Dean glanced at a prominent position in the newspaper, and there was a picture of Umbridge who was furious and chattering about something.

Dean quickly took the newspaper and saw it read: "The home of the Senior Undersecretary of Magic was stolen? Special correspondent Rita Skeeter reported exclusively... It is reported that Umbridge, the Senior Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic, is located in a suburb of London. The property was robbed last night...Deputy Minister Umbridge claimed to have lost a precious ancestral formula...Currently, the Auror Command has sent people to conduct an in-depth investigation...According to reliable sources, the theft is likely to be related to Mundungus. Regarding Fletch... Mundungus Fletch has been engaged in illegal activities such as black market trading for a long time, and has been on the blacklist of the Ministry of Magic... The Ministry of Magic has currently issued a wanted order for Mundungus Fletch and reminded Wizards, beware of this person..."

This report is accompanied by a photo of Mundungus - Dean must say that if you don't know Mundungus personally, it is simply impossible to identify him with this magical photo. Although the person in this photo bears a resemblance to Mundungus, he is a thousand times more energetic than the real Mundungus.

"Boss, is this report true?" Dean didn't expect the news to leak out so quickly. Fortunately, it didn't mention the Mystery Walker. I don't know if it was because Umbridge had scruples or for other reasons.

"Ha~ Just read the news in the Daily Prophet." Aberforth sneered, "At least as far as I know, the Ministry of Magic has not issued a wanted order for Mundungus, but there are a few people with Um Aurors with whom Richie has good connections are indeed tracking his whereabouts."

"Oh~"

This explains it.

Firstly, Umbridge definitely didn’t want her secret base to be exposed like this; secondly, when Dean pretended to be the Mystic Walker, he had warned her not to leak the secret; thirdly, the potion formulas in Umbridge’s hands were very precious, and they were Her trump card for running for Minister of Magic will never be exposed easily.

Based on the above, Aberforth's news is more reliable: Umbridge must have sent an Auror she is familiar with to secretly investigate Mundungus, who accidentally exposed his whereabouts last night.

As for this report, it must be that the reporter named Rita Skeeter got some information from somewhere and exaggerated it in order to attract attention.

However, Mundungus did seem to be in some trouble. He was probably afraid of accidentally exposing Dean, so he didn't personally deliver the luggage to the Pig's Head Bar.

Dean felt a little more at ease thinking of this.

"Boss, will Mr. Mundungus be okay?" Dean asked a little uneasily.

"It shouldn't be a big problem." Aberforth pondered for a moment and said, "A person like him must have more than one place to stay, and similar things have happened before. As long as he finds a place to avoid the limelight, he will be gone as soon as the wind blows over. never mind."

"I hope so." Dean could only wish him sincerely.

"You should have a good rest first. Or would you rather go back to Hogwarts to spend the holidays with your companions?" Aberforth said and walked towards the door.

"Well, actually I think it's pretty good here." Dean hadn't decided yet whether he should return to Hogwarts at this time. Returning to school on Christmas Day was too eye-catching.

"Whatever you want." After Aberforth walked to the door, he suddenly hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Dean and asked: "Thomas, you...oh, let's forget it."

"Boss, if you have anything to say, just say it." Dean said quickly. He was worried about how to "reasonably" get close to Aberforth.

"I smell something unusual from you." Aberforth spoke very slowly, as if he was carefully considering how to speak.

Dean looked at Aberforth with a question mark on his face, his eyes couldn't help but fall on his iconic aquiline nose, and he wanted to know how he "smelled" it.

"Thomas Dean, can you tell me, have you come into contact with the Obscurial recently?" Aberforth asked a little embarrassed, "Please forgive me for being reckless, but I am sure that you have some... Traces of the Obscurial’s contact.”

Dean's heart sank after hearing this, and he once again thought of the prophetic vision about Knightley. Could Knightley really be an Obscurus?

"Of course, considering your age, it's normal for you not to be able to see the Silent One. Please forgive me for being rude. Just think of it as the willfulness of an old man." Aberforth saw Dean suddenly become silent. He said somewhat panicked.

"Boss, you are right. I have no ability to distinguish the Obscurial Ones at all." Dean said with some difficulty, "But the people I have come into contact with are very limited. It is not difficult to find the real target as long as I use the elimination method - of course the premise is Your feeling is correct."

Aberforth showed an interested expression on his face, came to the bedside, sat down and asked, "Then can you try to think about who this person might be?"

"I think my classmates should be able to rule it out. If they are Obscurials, they will definitely not hide from Principal Dumbledore's eyes." When Dean said this, he noticed a flash of disdain on Aberforth's face.

"And none of my Muggle friends have received admission letters to Hogwarts, so it is unlikely for them." Dean said, his voice deepened, "Then there is only one possibility, my One of the family members is probably the Obscurial."