The man behind Hogwarts

Hogsmeade, Shrieking Shack

Crohn, wearing a crisp casual suit, stood at the window, looking up at the bright moon above his head through the gap in the window, which was hazy and bright for nine days.

Hearing the sound of wooden boards moving, he turned his head and saw William walking out of the room.

"Professor, are everything arranged?"

"Well, it's confirmed."

"Let's go then."

The two of them took out their wands at the same time and drew a circle. Magic power surged out and surrounded them. As if the space was distorted, the two of them disappeared out of thin air.

When he opened his eyes again, William had come to a river.

After walking a few dozen meters along the river, a small town appears in front of you. The town is of ordinary British size, with gabled roofs, white walls and black tiles. Some houses have red paint on the walls, and there is a rectangular shape above each house. chimney.

"Let's rest here for the night first, and the three Oleanders will come over to meet up tomorrow." Crohn said as he walked.

"How far is it from the ruins?" William asked.

"That way." Crohn pointed toward the other side of the river and said, "It's just over a dozen mountains."

William looked up.

The mountains here are not endless mountains, but like pyramids, one separated from another, and the vegetation on the mountains is not lush.

"It's best to use the Concealment Spell to fly over tomorrow. When you get to the ruins, get down to the ground and hurry up. Apparition won't work anymore." Crohn explained the action plan.

William whispered: "How is the situation in the dominatrix tribe?"

"There is some trouble." Crohn said in a deep voice: "The ruins are in a mountain, and the Dominatrix's tribe is near that mountain, and there may be Dominatrix guards around it.

I came with them to check out the situation before and found that there were dominatrixes almost everywhere on several mountains in the core area. It would be very difficult for us to avoid them perfectly. "

"Then play by ear."

The two of them talked casually, entered the town, found a hotel, and got a twin room.

The hotel owner was a bald middle-aged man. When he saw the two of them looking like they had come from afar, he thought that two more people would come, so he started chatting: "Are you two here to buy love potions too?"

"Love potion?" William frowned, exchanged a glance with Crohn, and asked the boss, "What is a love potion?"

Seeing that the two of them didn't know, the boss smiled coquettishly and said casually: "Nothing, nothing. Your room is in Room 203. Here is the key. I wish you a pleasant stay."

Crohn snorted softly, looked at William, and asked with his eyes, "Do you want to use magic to ask?"

William shook his head and told the boss: "We don't need three meals in the hotel, don't disturb us." After that, he took Crohn upstairs.

Find room 203, white painted wooden door, use the key to open it.

Crohn entered the room and immediately asked: "William, that hotel owner said about love potion, which is a potion used by our wizards. There must be something wrong with him."

Love potion is a kind of potion that can make people have a love-like impression of another person.

It is quite famous in the wizarding world, but it is only among young wizards, especially those in school. When they understand love, they will naturally become curious about love potions.

A hotel owner in the world of ordinary people actually knew about love potions, which made Crohn suddenly wary.

William calmly opened the window and took a look, and said: "No matter what the love potion is about, the hotel owner is just an ordinary person, what information can he know.

Maybe the name Love Potion is just a coincidence.

Although ordinary people don't know whether wizards are real, this does not affect their fantasy of magic. Maybe the name is just a gimmick. "

He looked at Crohn again and said, "Professor, weren't you an Auror of the Ministry of Magic before? Why are you thinking of using Legilimency on ordinary people at will now?"

As an official, there is a mismatch between words and deeds.

Crohn's face turned red.

"I've already resigned, so it doesn't matter anymore..." He stroked the beard on his chin and said, "I have violated the rules of the Ministry of Magic for revenge these years."

William nodded and did not dwell on this issue.

"But what you said, Professor, makes sense... Let's explore the situation in the town first. If we find any problems, it won't be too late to use Legilimency."

"Okay, let's go together."

Immediately the two of them walked out of the hotel and wandered along the road in the town.

The journey was slow, with stops and stops. From time to time, I entered the store to look at the products and chat with the store owner.

The two walked out of a store. William smiled and said: "The handicrafts in this store are quite beautiful. I want to buy some."

"It's really good, and it's quite innovative." Crohn nodded in agreement.

"Professor, have you noticed that the specialty industry of this town is handicrafts, and three of the ten stores sell these." William said casually.

Three-tenths of the shops in a small town are handicraft shops, which is an exaggeration.

Handicraft stores are no better than food stores, and the things they sell are not necessities for people's lives. There are only three or two in such a small town, but they saw more than seven or eight along the way.

"Maybe the main economic industry of the town is handicrafts."

Crohn didn't pay much attention, but he did see many outsiders like them coming here to buy handicrafts.

In an incense shop, the two saw the "love potion" that the hotel owner said.

It is a perfume name.

"Boss, what's the name of this perfume again?" Crohn stared at the boss with cold eyes.

The boss groaned and stammered: "Love...love...love potion."

"Why are you stammering?"

"Ah, do I have it?" The boss lowered his eyebrows and avoided looking at Crohn, and explained: "This perfume is called Love Potion. I also have Cupid's Kiss, Cupid's Arrow, and Siren's Potion here... Do you want to buy it?"

"It turns out to be perfume. I thought it was really a witch's potion."

The boss sneered: "Stop joking, where in the world did the witch come from?"

William smiled and asked in a gentle voice: "Boss, do you make the perfume here yourself? How many people sell this kind of perfume in the town?"

"That's right." The boss puffed up his chest proudly: "The perfumes here are all made by myself, and there are none in the whole town."

Crohn took a whiff of the perfume and nodded secretly: "Give me two bottles of love potion. William, do you want it?"

William smiled and refused.

He knew that perfume was quite popular in the UK, and many men and women had the habit of using perfume.

Some ancient perfume-making families have a long heritage, and a good bottle of perfume can make people flock to them.

What he didn't expect was,

Crohn has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he also wears perfume.