Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

Kaisen said as he stepped on the accelerator and the car drove out.

"What shall we eat?"

"Just eat wherever you see good food. London is so big."

"Hmm...what's there to eat in London?"

“......................French food?”

"Hahahaha Hiccup Goose!!!"

Somehow, this sentence hit the funny spots of both of them at the same time, and loud laughter broke out in the small car.

However, in the end, the two did not eat French food. Instead, they found an extremely deserted Chinese restaurant, so deserted that theirs was the only table of guests in the entire hall.

Lupin was lost in thought as he looked at the bunch of [magic wands] in the chopstick cage, until he saw Kaisen pick up two [magic wands] and move them between his fingertips. At that moment, he thought it was some extremely complicated magic that required two wands to cast together.

This place that appears to be a restaurant may actually be a mysterious organization newly established by Dumbledore. The telephone booth next to the trash can has a direct line to District 13.

Off topic.

Then he saw the dishes coming up, and Kaisen directly picked up a piece of food with chopsticks using his two [magic wands].

"Is this cutlery?" asked Lupin.

"Hmm, I remember there's a fork in the drawer next to the table. It can be used as well."

"Okay." Lupin found the fork, his face flushed black. It was foreseeable that he would remember today's embarrassing incident until the moment he actually met the god of death.

After dinner, the two returned home and Kaisen threw a bunch of keys at him.

"This is the key to the guest room on the second floor. It has a private bathroom. Have a good rest."

"Oh, actually...thank you." Lupin looked at the key in his hand, then looked at Kaisen who was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes. In the end, he said nothing, but just walked back to the guest room with light steps.

Kaisen returned to his bed and began to temporarily die.

Early the next morning.

"What are your plans today?"

"Go to the military surplus store and buy some outdoor gear. Trust me, you don't want to be wearing a robe or a coat in the mines."

The two men came to a military store and each bought two sets of heated inner garments, a black camouflage military coat and boots.

"How about giving it a try?" Kaisen threw a set of clothes to Lupin.

Lupin took it and glanced at the tag. "Honestly, I think my current coat looks good on me, and we agreed that I'd be in charge of the money this time."

"That's right, Galleons are on your side, I'm using British pounds now."

Kaisen shrugged and said casually.

"But clothes made from these pieces of cloth will definitely not be sold at this price." Lupin whispered in Kaisen's ear, while putting pressure on the owner of the military goods store.

"It's not only wizards' clothes that have magic, Muggles' clothes have magic too. They call it technology. In short, it's very useful. Believe me, you definitely don't know as much as I do here." Kaisen comforted.

"Oh... okay."

After buying the equipment, the two had a simple lunch before starting their journey.

To be honest, England also has delicious food, and Kaisen absolutely rejects anyone's criticism of English food.

For example...the hamburger in his hand.

After eating the hamburgers, the two waited for a while and soon boarded a plane to Uruguay.

Lupin sat in his seat and looked at the sea of ​​clouds below the window.

"How long do we have to fly?"

“zzzzzzzz.............”

"Young people are so good, they just fall asleep."

late at night.............

"How long have we been flying?"

"About... fourteen hours?" Kaisen looked at the dark night sky. "Let's go to the hotel first. I hope this country speaks English."

"Huh? Don't they speak English?"

"It's not like all countries speak English, so why is that so strange?"

"Then how do we communicate?"

"Don't worry, trust my foreign language level. Uruguay was a Spanish colony before, so they speak Spanish here. And I happened to take a few Spanish courses in college. I think it should be enough for us to find a hotel." Kaisen said proudly with his hands on his hips.

Then he saw a driver chanting incomprehensible spells at him.

"Wardfa." Kaisen murmured awkwardly.

After a lot of effort, including but not limited to gestures, onomatopoeia, and finding someone to translate, the two finally arrived at the hotel. Kaisen, who had booked two rooms, took a quick shower and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

To be honest, I felt more and more sleepy the more I slept on the plane, and I almost felt like dying.

Chapter 70 If the Aurors don’t arrest you, the police will!

the next day...

"Are we going straight to the mine, or what?" Lupin asked as he sat opposite Kaisen in the hotel restaurant.

"Don't worry, let's..."

Chew, chew, chew...

"Let's go to the Muggle Crystal Market first."

Chew, chew, chew...

"If not, let's go to the Wizard Market in Uruguay."

Chew, chew, chew...

"If these are not available, it won't be too late to go to the mine."

"Okay, then our language problem..."

"I couldn't sleep last night, so I went home and found my Spanish language textbook from college. Now I should be able to communicate normally." As he said this, Kaisen waved to a passing restaurant waiter.

"Um... another one... a glass bottle, sealed in ice, imprisoned... sparkling wine."

[That's about right. Foreigners would probably feel the same way when they read the letter we wrote for Li Hua.]

Soon a bottle of champagne was brought up with an ice bucket.

Kaisen poured two glasses and clinked them with Lupin's: "Celebrate our successful discovery of the crystal!"

"But Kaisen, we haven't succeeded yet."

"What's the problem with that? It's just celebrating in advance. What's the problem with that?"

The two looked at each other...

That makes sense, drink!

Soon, the two left the hotel and got into a taxi. Kaisen immediately began to demonstrate his skills: "Oh... Good morning, dear sir. I would like to ask if you could take us to the most prestigious crystal distribution center in your treasure land? I will give you the value you deserve for your labor."

"You can speak English...and you speak Spanish well, little Shakespeare." The driver said quietly as he started the car.

Lupin sat aside and watched Kaisen's originally fair and clean face gradually turn red. He couldn't help but take out his wand and began to examine him.

Kaisen really looked a bit scary now, almost like someone who was cursed by blood explosion. However, he checked with his wand for a long time and finally confirmed that it was not the so-called curse.

It's simply because Kaisen has a small face and is embarrassed to blush.

"Relax, calling you a little Shakespeare is a compliment, isn't it?" He patted Kaisen's shoulder and comforted him.

The latter rolled his eyes and said, "If you also learned another country's language, spoke to him for a long time, and then was told that his grandmother had never used your vocabulary, how would you feel?"

"...Do you speak other languages ​​besides Spanish?"

"I can speak Chinese, but that's not the point. The point is that this is extremely embarrassing. You'll know once you try it."

"I can't. I only know English, and I can write runes but I can't speak them." Lupin shook his head quickly.

"It's enough for that thing to be able to write. Runes aren't driven by language."

After a while, the two got out of the car. Kaisen also left the driver's phone number in detail, so at least communication would not be a problem.

Walking into this huge building in front of you, the crystals mined from the Uruguayan mines will first be here before being shipped to all parts of the world.

Walking into the building, to be honest, it can be seen as a huge, undecorated shopping mall, with a wide variety of crystals displayed in various places as if they were free.

"Oh dear lady, would you mind if I knock off a small fragment of this crystal? If it is what I need, I will make you a price you can't refuse. Of course, if it is not, I will also give you the compensation you deserve."

..........

"Oh, dear sir, do you mind if I knock off your crystal... Oh! Sir, please don't hit my brain with a stick, it's very unsafe!"

"Lupin!"

"Oh, sir, look at my companion, he is so strong..."

"Don't be fooled by his skinny appearance. He has muscles underneath his bones. I guarantee he'll give you a good kick in the ass with those nailed Martin boots."

"Wardfa?"

"what!"

"Oil Madfake! Sarabiaobichi, love kill oil!"

As Kaisen, who was running away with Lupin and talking nonsense, was hit on the head by a wooden stick flying from behind, he immediately began to use his linguistic charm.

He turned around in one breath, raised his middle finger in one breath, and blurted out a series of old English national curses, which scared the boss who had already let go of the weapon.

"He should be confused, right?" Kaisen turned his head and whispered to Lupin.

"Hmm... look, is he searching his pockets? Could there be a weapon there?" Lupin agreed.

Kaisen looked at the boss who took out a spring knife from his pocket and couldn't help but mutter, "He comes with bad intentions."

"Strictly speaking, we are the newcomers," Lupin reminded.

"You don't need to tell me." Kaisen murmured and put his hand into his pocket. Soon, two thick wooden sticks about 40 centimeters long were taken out from his clothes.