Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

Kettleburn had just woken up Penelope from her sleep, and then the doorbell of Crevat Pet Store rang.

The old professor carefully opened a crack in the door and saw his old colleague Horace standing at the door and looking around. He had just released the magic spell he had cast on himself.

"Dean Slughorn, why are you back so soon?"

He originally thought that after the old wizard went to send letters, he would have to wait at least until the evening and receive some replies before he could come back.

"To make a long story short..."

Horace interrupted Kettleburn.

“…Silva, you can no longer stay here and wait for delayed justice.

Help Miss Crevat pack her things as soon as possible, pack everything in the store that needs to be taken away, and then you will transfer to the Hydra with me.

There are enough cabins on the magic ship that it would be safer to live there than here. "

"What happened, Dean Slughorn?"

Seeing Horace walking into the store, the smart Penello, although his mind was a little confused because he had just woken up, was still keenly aware that something was wrong.

But at this moment, a glass top that was used as a cat-teasing tool and hung on the wall by the original shop owner, Old Icario, suddenly shone with light. It also kept spinning around the rope while making a slight whistling sound.

Horace: "The looking glass is a warning."

The Looking Glass is an interesting alchemical item.

It glows, spins, and whistles when someone with evil intentions appears around it.

Therefore, in the years when Voldemort rose, many looking glasses were made by alchemists and sold to wizards around the world to be wary of bad guys who might be lurking around them.

Kettleburn also said hurriedly: "Penello, we are leaving immediately. There is no need to pack the luggage and other things. I still have some savings in Gringotts. I will compensate you for the damage to the store later."

He wasn't talking big.

Not to mention the salary of a professor at Hogwarts Castle for decades, no expert in the field of magical beasts is short of money - or, more accurately, the magical beast experts guarding the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts It’s impossible to really be short of money.

Just like Hagrid, as the warden of the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts, even the mops he uses at home are made of unicorn tail hairs!

However, Penello was obviously frightened by the actions of the two little old men, and seemed a little confused.

"Okay, I, we..."

She only said half of what she said when the sound of chanting a curse came from outside the back door of Crevat Pet Store.

"Open the Alaho hole!"

Seeing this, Horace quickly took out his cedar wand and pointed at the back door of the store.

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled "bang" and a person's suppressed cry of pain.

Horace used a silent spellcasting technique to cast a "Transformation Slate Spell". Although the back door of the pet store looked unchanged, the material was as hard as a slate.

The person who had just cast the "Unlocking Spell" did not notice for a moment and thought that the back door of the store had been opened. As a result, he came up and kicked the stone slab.

"The suitcase is flying!"

"Pack up quickly!"

Horace once again showed his superb spellcasting skills and used two magic spells in succession.

The first was the flying spell, which he used to summon a leather suitcase. Old Icario had always used it as a nest for feathers, but now it was empty.

The second is the packing spell. As a person who pursues quality of life, Horace is no stranger to household magic.

This combination of spells, suitable for instant travel, had been used by Horace quite adeptly in his youth.

Immediately afterwards, some of Old Icario's collection of books were mobilized by the packing spell, and were piled at the bottom of the suitcase like floor tiles; several gilded birdcages that seemed to be of some value untied the cage railings on their own, like spaghetti. They were all tied up in bunches and laid flat on the "tiles" on the bottom floor; there were some clothes belonging to Penello in the store, and they all flew into the suitcase on their own, folded themselves, and then lay down obediently.

Finally, Horace waved his wand, the leather box closed the lid with a snap, and the belt buckle went through his mouth and locked itself.

"It's done!"

Kettleburn sincerely praised: "As expected of the old dean of Slytherin, his level of magic is truly amazing. I am far inferior to him."

Horace laughed rather proudly, Kettleburn's words scratching his itch.

"It's just a matter of specialization. When it comes to the knowledge of magical animals, Silva, don't you think I'm a bit different from Charing Cross Road?"

Although Horace enjoyed the business exchanges, he couldn't stand the emergency situation at this time. The few people who had just been defeated at the back door seemed to be using some powerful spells to violently break the door.

He greeted Kettleburn and quickly picked up the suitcase. This thing was very heavy, and Penello estimated that one person would not be able to lift it. Then, he cast the Disillusionment Curse on each of the three people on his side.

"Don't panic. We'll leave through the front door in a moment. Miss Penello, grab your suitcase and Professor Kettleburn will carry it.

In this way, the two of you will not be separated because you are invisible to each other due to the Disillusionment Curse.

As for me, I will clear the way for you in front and push away the pedestrians who block the way. We will gather at the entrance to the ruins of the Pillars of Hercules in a while, and then go to the anchorage of the Hydra to board the ship. "

On the way to pick him up, the old wizard thought clearly about what he had to do next and arranged it in an orderly manner.

This is the professional habit of a Potions Master.

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No. 17, Pillars of Hercules Commercial Street.

In the backyard of "The Emperor's New Clothes", there is a large cave garden covering an area of ​​one acre. The magic lamp hanging on the top of the cave provides light all year round, and also regulates the temperature and removes moisture.

If you travel from here to the surface, you can just see the horse slaughterhouse run by the "Emperor's New Clothes" clothing store.

It is located not far from the Muggle living area, and few wizards go there. Therefore, under the protection of the "Muggle Expelling Curse", it can be used to deal with some "items" that are inconvenient to handle in front of wizards.

Of course, strictly speaking, handling those "items" in Muggle areas is actually an extremely serious violation of magical laws.

Slaughtering those magical animals in this wizarding commercial street may just violate the "Smuggling Regulations" and the "Magical Creatures Protection Act" specified by the Ministry of Magic.

However, if you do these things in a Muggle neighborhood and accidentally make noise and attract the attention of Muggles, you will be violating the Wizarding Statute of Secrecy.

But for the sake of huge profits, Mr. Zabini, who calls himself the "Emperor", still chooses to break the law.

The Ministry of Magic official stationed here, Director Wiesel, also turned a blind eye to this, completely forgetting the fundamental reason why the Ministry of Magic was established and continues to this day.

There were many beautiful flowers planted in the garden, but in the center, a circle of poisonous tentacles was planted.