Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Felix walked into the dirty bar and looked around for a week. There were only a few guests in small groups in the bar, and one of them was a chunky witch wearing a thick gauze scarf.

"Um, I shouldn't be here yet."

He was sitting in a prominent position by the window, and the bar boss came over, "What do you want?" He said in a vicious voice, Felix Smiling, replied with a voice that does not distinguish between men and women: "A glass of fire whiskey."

Not long after, the bar boss brought a glass of goblet burning with bright flames. The cup was water-blue. Liquor.

Felix has no plans to drink because of suspicious stains on the cup. But Fire Whiskey was the secret sign he had set before.

A few minutes later, the witch in the thick scarf stood up. Felix thought she was leaving, but she got up and sat opposite him.

"There is someone here, ma'am." Felix frowned.

"I am," witch made a proud and deliberately lowered male voice, "Although I don’t know who you asked to find me, Hog's Head is not a good place to meet. I was ten years ago. I was forbidden to come here and had to do some disguise."

Felix looked at the opposite "witch" in surprise. He knocked on the edge of the corner of the table. His table became hazy and his voice was restrained. Into a narrow space.

He restored his original voice, and asked curiously: "Mundungus·Fletcher?"

Mundungus mumbled: "Who told you on earth? I prefer others to call me. Codename-All-rounder." His position was facing away from the bar boss, so he relaxed a corner of the scarf, revealing a shaggy face, his eyelids drooped, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He picked up the Fire Whiskey, "Should you not drink it? It's too obvious, boy, in reality you must be a person of status, pay attention to—" He took a sip, "Unlike me— —Hiss~" He took a breath and sprayed a heat wave from his mouth.

Felix laughed, "Count me asking you, but if you don't bring what I want—"

"Oh, another threat, Monton listens That's too much!" Mundungus said, and he glanced sneakily left and right—though not necessary, it seemed more like a deep-rooted habit—he took out a flat package from under his stomach and grinned. said with a smile: "You will be satisfied..."

Felix let the package separate automatically, revealing the contents-a dusty silver plate. His hand brushed lightly, the dust on the plate disappeared instantly, and Mundugus looked towards his eyes became cautious.

The plate shows its original appearance. It is a shallow stone basin with ancient runes and magic symbols carved on the edge of the basin. It is a meditation basin.

"It doesn't look like the state is very good..." Felix said softly, while constantly sensing the state of the meditation basin, secretly evaluating the possibility of repair.

"Ha, how fresh, otherwise I won't stay in my hands for two or three years." Mundugus took a sip of wine and stared at Felix, "Are you an alchemist? In Knockturn Alley, or Knockturn Alley. The farmer? Or is it the order?"

"It has nothing to do with you, Mundugus."

"Oh, don’t mind, I think we can establish a stable relationship. There is no need to go through an intermediary. It’s too dark. I need to pay a sum of money to get accurate information, you know.” Mundugus muttered, “That’s two Sicos. I don’t want to come."

Felix smiled and said, "You will earn more. Isn’t the smuggler pursuing profit?"

"Hey! I also wanted it when I was young. Doing a major event and becoming famous... I almost thought that I was successful. I succeeded in getting a great character. I was loyal to him, but in the end I found that these gray corners are more suitable for me."

"Or, the gray tomb?" Felix said casually. He picked up the penis and looked carefully at the magic symbol on it.

Mundungus didn’t mean the least bit ashamed, "I always want to live—at least 200 Galleon. In order to get this, one of us died, and one half alive."

Felix glances He glanced at him and he doubted that even if he gave this guy 200Galleon, Mundugus would not distribute it obediently and honestly to his companions, and even the companion he called it was a temporary team.

He thought about it for a moment, "200Galleon? At most one hundred, I am not being taken advantage of, this thing is rubbish in your hands, and I cannot guarantee that I can Reparo. If you want more, you can —— But I need you to find out some news for me."

"Broker? No problem! Old Monton is well informed." Mundungus said triumphantly.

"I'm very interested in some ancient wizard tombs that seem to be dangerous," Felix said softly. "Similarly, there are those ancient and charming magic creations. I also Will not refuse..."

Mundungus' bloodshot eyes widened, "I need a deposit! Deposit..."

"peng!"

One The bag embroidered with green and blue patterns appeared on the table, making a clear and pleasant sound of "crash-bang".

Mundungus swallowed, he opened the bag, and the golden rays of light inside was almost blind.

"What a charming little fellow...Listen to their voices..." He stretched out his dirty hand, "You are such a generous person. I'll take this job. You just have to rest assured Wait—oh, what is this!"

When Mundugus reached out and picked up the bag, a small gray-green snake appeared suddenly, bit him, and the small snake swam around its gray body and went back In front of Felix, it turned into a transparent glass bottle.

There are still a few drops of blood remaining in the bottle.

Mundungus stared at him with an ugly expression, as if planning to explode at any time.

"I’ve asked about your reputation, Mundugus·Fletcher, a smuggler, liar, thief, thief... I can’t believe what you said easily. In order to prevent you from having bad thoughts, I think— —It's better to take some precautions."

Mundungus was originally angry, but he seemed to think of something and his expression became calm.

"I never broke my word, the outside is slandering me! But...whatever you do, now, there won’t be a snake in the bag anymore?" He glanced at Felix, and Felix did Make a please move. He muttered, "Slytherin." He hid the bag in the woman's robe.

Felix said: "100 Galleon is the price of a broken meditation basin, and the other 900 Galleons, you use to collect and purchase magic items, or to inquire about news... It’s up to you, I don’t want modern things. , Don’t fool me with the dark magic item."

"As long as I feel worth it, you will continuously get money from me."

Mundungus looks at Felix’s face The black and white mask became pleasing to the eye, "How should I find you?" He also thought about it seriously.

Felix threw him a stone, which is a variant of the fever Knut. "Inject magic power. As long as you are in Hogsmeade, I can find you."

"I am more sure that you are an alchemist." Munduus put the stone away, and he muttered: "Unfair , You know me, but I don’t know you."

Felix said: "You will know, but we need time to build trust."