The man behind Hogwarts

Liverpool, UK, is a commercially developed port city and one of the eight core cities in the UK.

As the world of ordinary people becomes more and more technologically advanced, new manufacturing and new freight transport gradually replace traditional industries. Liverpool has been greatly affected, especially the emergence of containers, which has turned many ports in Liverpool into obsolete waste.

Just beside an abandoned port.

Several men stood by the port and seemed to be admiring the scenery.

"Boss, why are there only a few of us, where are Cedino and the others?" a man asked softly.

"They have other things to do." The man known as "Boss" looked at the deserted port with leisurely eyes. Many weeds grew out of the originally flat cargo collection area, and there were debris piled next to it, all of which were loaded with goods. Large equipment for unloading cargo.

The once bustling port has become desolate.

The silver-haired wizard Paul had his hands on his chest, his face expressionless and he didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing that he didn't speak, the younger brothers exchanged a few glances and fell silent.

"Can you see anything when you look at this port?" Silver Hair asked.

A younger brother continued: "This port should have been very prosperous before. The road we came here just now was very wide, and it was no problem for five or six horses to walk together, but now it should be deserted."

"Nonsense, no one can see that it's abandoned."

"Uh..." The younger brother looked puzzled, "Boss, I can only see this, what do you mean?"

The silver-haired man pondered for a moment, then glanced at the other younger brothers, seeing that they all looked confused and ignorant.

The silver-haired wizard sighed and said:

"The world of No-Majs is developing too fast. Ports of this size are unique in the wizarding world, but in the world of No-Majs, they can only be abandoned...

And we wizards can only hide in the abandoned port and enjoy ourselves in misery.

If things continue like this, does this world belong to us wizards or No-Majs? "

"Of course it's ours." The younger brother raised his chest and raised his head and said proudly: "No-Majs don't know magic, so they can only do these frivolous things. How can they compare with us?"

"Yes, boss, No-Majs are nothing to worry about."

Silver-haired said softly: "But the reality is that we can only hide in places where No-Majs can't see, but No-Majs can live openly on this planet."

"It's not because of those people from the Ministry of Magic..." The younger brothers turned on the curse mode one after another, using various languages ​​from their hometowns to export their national quintessence to the Ministry of Magic.

The silver-haired man smiled slightly,

Didn't join them.

Take out your magic wand and say a spell,

A whirlpool suddenly appeared in the river in front of him. The whirlpool grew bigger and bigger, and finally formed a gate. Silver Hair jumped in with his younger brothers.

The moment you enter the door, the space changes.

Inside the gate is not a world of water. Instead, there are many figures and bright lights.

“This hidden market in Liverpool is really bustling.”

"I feel like it's busier than Diagon Alley."

While talking in low voices, everyone walked in along with the crowd. The people they passed by were all wizards. The wizards here were different from those in Diagon Alley.

Most wizards in Diagon Alley wear wizard robes.

Although everyone's wizard robes have different styles, they are generally the same in form, black, with wide sleeves, covering the whole body.

The wizards here are rarely like this. They are more similar to Silver Hair and others.

Shirts, vests, suits, leather shoes, bowler hats. For girls, floral skirts, small high-heeled leather shoes, wide-brimmed hats, lace...

Find a tavern and enter.

“Charming Night Tavern”

The silver-haired people entered the second floor of the tavern with ease. "Fordson, long time no see!" The silver-haired people took off their hats and greeted the people inside.

"Paul?"

"Why are you here again?"

When Fordson saw them, the expression on his face changed again and again, and finally settled on joy.

"Why, you're not welcome to me?" Silver Hair narrowed his eyes and looked at him. Fordson quickly smiled and waved his hand, "How is that possible? I was still thinking about whether to write you a letter just now."

"Write a letter? What letter?"

Fordson invited several people to sit on the sofa, poured a cup of tea one by one, and said softly: "You really don't know yet, whether you have done something that violates the laws of the Ministry of Magic, and the Aurors are spying on you."

"What's the specific situation?" Silver-haired said in a deep voice.

"According to internal information, the Auror Office received a mysterious crystal ball last week, which contained a scene of a wizard being killed." Fortson glanced at a few people and continued:

"So the Aurors contacted the Immigration and Entry Administration Department and found that there was no record of you..."

Silver Hair and the others smiled and said nothing.

Isn't this nonsense? I and others came here illegally, how could they go to the Immigration and Entry Administration Department to upgrade.

However, some of their members are native British wizards, and they might be able to follow the clues of local wizards and trace them to themselves.

The silver-haired man asked: "Then what, the Ministry of Magic issued a wanted order?"

"No, it is said that we are still confirming whether the news is true."

Fordson asked cautiously: "Did you really kill someone?"

"That's right!"

A younger brother said proudly. Fordson's mouth stiffened slightly when he heard this, but he still forced a smile.

"Don't worry Fordson." The silver-haired man reassured, "It doesn't matter even if the Ministry of Magic wants us. The Magical Congress of the United States of America also wants me, but do you think there's anything wrong with me?"

"Then what's your purpose of coming today?"

"I want you to help me investigate a person. His name is William Sides, who is a student at Hogwarts. Help me find out if he has any family members, whether he is a pureblood or a No-Maj, and how to let me get close to him. .”

Fordson always felt very familiar when he heard the name.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized that he was the recipient of the Second Class Order of Merlin.

Some time ago, the entire magical world was discussing this matter, and it was covered in all the news and newspapers. As a tavern owner, of course he was concerned about it.

"Paul, you are looking for him to..."

"Don't worry about this. Just help me investigate. The time is wider than before. I'll give you two months."

"But." Fordson looked embarrassed and gritted his teeth and whispered: "This William is not simple. He is a student at Hogwarts, his principal is Dumbledore, and he is also the recipient of the Order of Merlin... Once something happens to him, It would cause turmoil throughout the wizarding world."

There was no pretense in his words.

Not to mention Dumbledore in Hogwarts, the Order of Merlin alone is equivalent to a spotlight.

The youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin in history,

The youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin Second Class in history,

These two titles shone on William like a spotlight, which invisibly added huge weight to him. Once something happened to such a celebrity, the Ministry of Magic was not allowed to turn the wizarding world upside down.

Paul smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, of course I know his importance, and I didn't say I would hurt him."

Seeing Fordson still insisting on asking for the reason, Paul frowned and thought for a while, so he had to explain a few more words.

He knew Fordson's character;

Cautious and timid.

If he doesn't tell him the real reason, he will definitely not cooperate. Besides, Paul is not sure whether the thing is where William is. Let Fordson investigate this time just as a precaution.

Among the information given by the informant,

The thing did appear in Steyning Market, and no more than twenty people came into contact with it, including the Lord of the Void.

Originally, he didn't know the identity of the Lord of the Void, but Morris knew that after searching his memory, he quickly determined that the Lord of the Void was William.

The first time he heard the news, Paul even wanted to cross out his name.

Too tricky.

Although he didn't know William's family background, the information he learned revealed one thing. William was now blessed with a halo. If he were to be touched, his group would no longer be able to gain a foothold in the UK.

It was Cedino who ultimately made the suggestion.

Think of William and Crohn as your final choices.

First investigate the other people on the list. If it is determined that no one else is there, then discuss what to do.

"You also know that many of my brothers are from the United States." Paul explained softly: "The reason why we took the risk of smuggling to come to the UK is just to find something. Once we find it, we will return to the United States immediately.

You don’t need to know what the specific thing is, it won’t do you any good.

But I can assure you, it was originally something that belonged to us in the American wizarding world, and I just wanted to get it back. "

Fordson: "Is it on William Sides?"

"Not sure yet. I have a list in hand and we are investigating one by one." Paul took a sip of tea and continued:

"I also know that he has a special status, so I just asked you to investigate in advance. Maybe the thing is in someone else's possession. That would be best."

What on earth is...

Fordson lowered his eyebrows and thought to himself.

To be able to get Paul and his gang to come all the way here, that thing must be very important to him.

It’s even weirder to say that the stuff is originally from the American wizarding world.

How could something so important be stolen for no reason...

Wait, it's not necessarily stolen.

Maybe it was stolen.

"How about it, Fordson, you have to help me." Paul said.

Fordson's heart tightened. Although the other party spoke in a calm tone, he could feel the turbulent waves under the lake, so he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

However, he emphasized:

"I will only help you investigate and don't care about anything else."

"no problem."

After sending away the silver-haired Paul, Fordson quickly locked the door, rummaged through the bookshelf, and finally found the newspapers and periodicals from some time ago.

"Daily Prophet", "Wizard Weekly", "The Quibbler"...

Opening a book at random, the first article in it was about the Order of Merlin. He directly skipped Fudge's content and found William's introduction.

Read the report carefully,

Fordson's expression became more solemn.

"Paul really gave me a lot of trouble!"

The owl was summoned, a few letters were mailed, and then Fordson stood in the fireplace and sprinkled floo powder on his target: Diagon Alley.

……

"Boss, there are 12 more people on the list. Do you want to continue the investigation?"

"Of course!"

"Maurice's memory says that Fulan and Underhay did not get that thing. Do they also want to continue the investigation?"

Paul thought for a while, "Forget it, we let them run away before, and it will be very difficult to catch them again. By the way, let's notify them and ask them to try not to kill people when arresting people for investigation, and don't piss off the Ministry of Magic." "

"Yes."

A few people left after replenishing some potions and food in Liverpool.

……

In Hogwarts school, William was watching the game with Evelin and others.

Quidditch is the most popular sport in the wizarding world. Even Hogwarts holds a competition every year, and the teams for the competition are selected from the four houses.

The Quidditch game at Hogwarts is very small, with only four teams in total.

International-level Quidditch cannot be described as grand, because it has more than 300 teams, involving various countries.

The International Quidditch is held every four years, and the winning team will gain unparalleled fame!

For example, some students will organize clubs at school, clubs that worship a certain Quidditch player...

Today's school-level Quidditch has started for half an hour.

The teams competing were Ravenclaw and Slytherin.

"If we win today, maybe we can enter the finals." Evelin wore a Ravenclaw scarf and sat next to William, and next to her were other members of Ravenclaw.

"Not only must we win, we must also surpass Slytherin by 30 points."

The rules of Quidditch are not based on the number of games a team wins, but on points.

"If we win, which team will we face?"

"Gryffindor."

"It's a pity, if we had won the last game, today would have been a lot easier."

Everyone nodded and watched the game eagerly.

The Quidditch competition at Hogwarts started in November last year and has been held until today. During this period, the preliminary matches were held, and the finals will be after Easter.

Ravenclaw's Quidditch team this year is not very strong. The team slightly beat Hufflepuff in the last game, but against Slytherin, no one has confidence.

Among all the people watching the game, Qiu Zhang liked Quidditch the most.

Every time she saw someone from her academy hit the ball, she would scream and wave her hands in excitement. Especially when she saw the Seeker making a thrilling move, she would even sway and tilt her body along with it.

Evelin smiled and said: "Qiu, you will definitely be able to join the Quidditch team in your third grade."

"Thank you." Qiu Zhang's face turned red and he clapped excitedly. Suddenly something occurred to him and his voice became depressed and he said, "No, I definitely can't make the team..."

"Why do you say that?"

Qiu Zhang raised his eyebrows and said: "There are you and William among the students this year. Your flying skills are so amazing. Mrs. Huo Qi said that your talents are very rare. I can't compare with yours."

"Haha." Evelin smiled sweetly, "Don't worry about this, neither William nor I will participate in the team campaign."

"Really?" Qiu Zhang's eyes lit up.

Evelin poked William's waist with her finger. He turned his head and looked over. Evelin said, "William, tell Qiu whether you will participate in the Quidditch campaign."

"Of course not."

William said categorically that although he was very good at riding a broomstick, he really had no interest in Quidditch.

But it’s fun to watch them play.

What he is even more looking forward to is whether he will see the famous scene of spitting out the Golden Snitch in next year's Quidditch match.

Fortunately, Professor Flitwick respected William's choice and didn't say much when he said he didn't want to participate.

Evelin smiled: “Look, I knew it!”

……