The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

A sudden silence fell in Atropos' hut.

Dumbledore's eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, he slowly said: "What else did you predict about that Indonesian?"

"Don't get caught up in the prophecy, Albus." Atropos said softly, with a hint of indifference in his tone.

Perhaps ordinary people would be shocked that a famous prophet would say such a thing.

But for Atropos, more than a hundred years was enough for her to meet too many fools who were swayed by prophecies.

"Before returning to the UK, a friend of mine asked the Indonesian Ministry of Magic to investigate. As you know, there are not many wizards there. Most of them are businessmen from Japan and China."

"So he most likely entered London pretending to be a businessman from the Far East."

"Businessman?"

Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully and said, "It seems that this matter requires the help of the Muggle Prime Minister."

...

On the other side, Anthony wandered around the streets of Hogsmeade dissatisfied.

What's going on, calling him here, but not saying anything, just pretending to be the Riddler, right?

And what happened to that well-maintained prophetess?

Is there this person in the original novel?

And she also mentioned a certain Indonesian, was it the one in her dream?

Can a prophet still predict other people's dreams?

While walking, Anthony stopped at a corner of the road.In front of a small and cramped teahouse.

Through the window, a wave of wanton hormones is as dazzling as sunlight.

In the small teahouse, everything is decorated with tacky lace, and even the cups and dishes on the table are decorated with pink rose petals.

Anthony looked at the round table in the teahouse carefully.

I couldn't help but lament Mrs. Pudif's "evil intentions".

At less than 2 feet (60 centimeters) in diameter, the table is terrifyingly small.

On such a small table, the men and women interacting will inevitably have physical collisions.

The spark of love just struck out.

This strong and sour smell of love caused discomfort to Anthony, a single man from two lifetimes.

So he didn't stay too long, but walked away without stopping.

But the moment he pulled away, he seemed to see Percy's figure.

The red-haired boy was shyly whispering to a girl.

cut!

Vulgar!

Keep walking along the road thinking about the future.After a while, he came to a gathering place for young wizards.

Zoko's Magic Joke Shop.

A place that sells George and Fred's crazy dreams.

The destiny of the Weasley twins.

A red-haired boy's first love that he can't let go of.

"Oh! Anthony."

Anthony, who stood in front of Zuko's Magic Joke Shop, had no intention of going in.

He was old and poor, and every galleon he had had to be calculated carefully.

Moreover, his plan for touching porcelain has not yet been fully formulated.

Nowadays, without stable input, we can only live a life of frugal income and open flow.Anywhere he spends money is his nightmare.

But just as he was about to leave, a familiar voice suddenly came from the store.

"How did you sneak out of the castle?" George ran out in a hurry, hugged him into his arms, and said jokingly.

"Is there a secret passage in Hogwarts that we don't know about?" Fred also chimed in.

With the Marauder's Map in hand, they know the secret passages of Hogwarts best.

"Ha!" Anthony grinned and said disdainfully: "Of course there is a secret passage."

"Safe, stable, reliable, and will never be closed."

"What?" The two men looked at him in shock, with a look of disbelief on their faces.

Is there really a secret passage they don't know about?

And judging by Anthony's tone, the one he knew was obviously better than the one on the Marauder's Map.

"But you need someone to take you along this secret passage."

"Who?" the twin brothers shouted in unison.

After saying that, Anthony showed an evil smile.

He whispered a name: "Dumbledore!"

Forehead...

A look of disgust suddenly appeared on the twins' faces.

There is a principal to lead the way, and there are no secret passages.

"So you were brought out by the principal?"

"Yeah!" He nodded and responded.

"Tch! Privileged boy!" Fred said angrily.

Thinking back to when I was in first and second grade, I had to be on tenterhooks every time I slipped out of the castle, but Anthony was able to be led out directly by the principal in a swagger. This undoubtedly made the two of them feel unsatisfied.

"You want to see the products of Zuko's Magic Joke Shop?" A smile suddenly appeared on George's face.

"No, I don't want to!" Anthony retorted quickly.

"Hey! Don't be shy. I know that this kind of place is the most attractive to you little wizards. Come on, you are honored today to be the best tour guide in the entire Hogwarts, Fred!"

"George!"

“At your service every step of the way.”

Gemini patted his chest and said boldly.

As they spoke, the two men ignored Anthony's rolling eyes and struggled, and pulled him in like a dead fish.Squeezed into the bustling crowd.

The joke shop is very large.

Much better than the other shops Anthony has come along the way.

The whole room is divided into upper and lower floors.

A large number of balloons with funny faces are placed in the middle space.

Whenever someone passes under the balloon, they suddenly lower their altitude and make faces at the visitor.

The shelves on both sides of the first floor area are filled with harmless, simple joke items.

For example, the classic product that has been best-selling for many years is the famous condiment stinky balls that are not smelly and spread quickly.

A fake wand that falls off naturally and has a flaming tip.

And a full set of fast-acting truant candies: nosebleed nougat, fever candy, coma candy, spit candy, fat tongue toffee, bloody bean candy, and canary cookies.

But these things seemed to George and Fred to be outdated gadgets.

The real "fun" is on the second floor.

"Hi, first grade there. Minors are not allowed on the second floor."

"Oh! Evans, he is my friend. Let's show him a lot of things." Fred, standing on the stairs, winked at the clerk downstairs.

"Okay, it's up to you." Evans curled his lips.

Ok?

The twins are not yet adults yet.

Looking at the clerk's behavior, Anthony asked curiously: "Why didn't the clerk stop you?"

"We often come up with ideas for the joke shop," Fred said proudly.

"Yes, we have the greatest mischief in the world, and that is our gift."

"Haha!" As he said that, the twins burst into hearty laughter.

Then he pushed open the living wooden door in front of him.

Behind the door is a large room with several shelves neatly arranged along the wall.

Compared with downstairs, there are fewer types of products here, and there are no exaggerated shapes.

There is a small pink fountain in the center of the room, and a thin mist of water forms a platform with two types of bottles, one large and one small.

One is pink.

The other one is also pink.

Such a striking color, any idiot who is not blind can know what it is.

"The combination of love potion and vitality tonic is very popular among senior wizards."