Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1145: No rules
Fred, George, and Lee Jordan all felt bad for a moment when Albert said there would be guests.
It is obvious that those who deserve Albert's special attention and make a trip because of this cannot be the guys who are not on the stage, otherwise they will be able to solve the problem by themselves.
"It must be the constipation poster in the window. I said that it was too hateful." Shanna felt that Fred, George and Lee Jordan were too much tossing, and dared to blatantly take the mysterious man Just kidding, it's not surprising to be targeted by Death Eaters. Even if they are not Death Eaters, there may be people who come to trouble them in the name of Death Eaters.
"I don't think those people are that stupid." George didn't think the Death Eaters would bother them. After all, the Ministry of Magic's stronghold is next door, and the Ministry of Magic is looking for Death Eaters everywhere, and no one is stupid enough to fall into the trap.
"Some people are jealous, some people want to make trouble, some people want to make a fortune, some people think this store is in the way, and some people want to exclude competitors." Albert's understatement made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
"How do you know... oh, by the way, divination, almost forgot about this?" Fred glanced at the magic mirror in the corner of the wall, and his eyes fell back on the Marauder's map that Albert just handed over .
"You guys have been too ostentatious these days. I think you should temporarily close the shop and only accept owl mail orders." Fred and George reacted strongly as soon as Albert finished speaking.
"That's for your safety, and after the start of Hogwarts, the business in this store will gradually become deserted. Defense Against the Dark Arts items are guaranteed by the store next door, and the joke items are handed over to Zuo. Keba, then your work will be much easier and safer."
"Looks like you've settled for Zuko!" Fred couldn't help laughing. It seemed like it would be nice to have a branch in Hogsmeade.
"Did you predict something bad?" George frowned slightly, thinking that Albert must have predicted something.
"No, I'm just in case." Albert shook his head and reminded: "Even divination is not omnipotent. It's always right to be careful, and it won't prevent us from making money anyway."
Albert has recently been trying to use divination to record and rule out possible future troubles, and to find panel tasks for himself, but he doesn't want others to pin their hopes on him.
People can't be wrong, and Dumbledore can tell that, so don't let them rely too much on prophecy.
"Should we go next door and inform the Ministry of Magic?" Shanna looked away from the mirror and couldn't help suggesting, "Maybe, we can..."
"There's no one else next door," Fred interrupted, shaking his head.
"May..."
"The Ministry of Magic is not a fool, how could it be possible to keep someone to watch the night in Diagon Alley." Lee Jordan curled his lips in disdain: "Actually, daytime patrols are just pretending to intimidate those who want to take the opportunity to cause trouble. You guys, by the way, to increase everyone's confidence in the Ministry of Magic, it's not a big deal to really get into trouble."
The actual level of the so-called crisis response team is really average. It's not comparable to Aurors, no, even apprentice Aurors. Kingsley doesn't complain about it.
"I can handle them all by myself." Albert said domineeringly: "And, if you don't let them see the opportunity, do you think that group of bad guys will take the initiative to come? Not an idiot."
"Will it be too dangerous for you to be alone?" Shanna said worriedly: "No matter how bad the few of us are, we should be able to help a little!"
"Will they be wiped out this time?" Fred asked excitedly.
"It's the Ministry of Magic's job to do everything in one go. We'd better not let them rob them of jobs. It's enough to teach that group of villains an unforgettable lesson." Albert did not intend to do thankless things. , the task only allows him to keep the "Happy House" and the Defence Against the Dark Arts props store, not to catch everyone in the future.
As long as they hurt them, few people will dare to trouble them in the future.
The easiest way is to wait for them to come and throw a few Mandela grass roots outside, to ensure that the unsuspecting group can be killed, but in order to avoid damaging the atmosphere of the magic world, Albert In the end, I gave up this easiest way, lest others use the Mandela grass roots as a weapon and throw it around.
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At this moment, in a dilapidated house in Knockturn Alley, a group of cloaked men are meeting urgently.
"Is it too hasty?" There was anxiety in the voice of the speaker.
"We can't give them any reaction time," reminded the cloaked man in the mask. "The more people know, the less likely it is to be kept secret."
"I almost didn't realize it myself."
No way, no matter how you look at it, the plan is too rushed from formulation to execution.
"That's not the point," said another cloaked man. "There must be no doubts about us."
"No, I've got it sorted, and they're all on the Ministry of Magic's most wanted list. Once this deal is done, they'll take Gallen out of the UK right away." The speaker almost patted his chest and assured .
"Why not wait for late night, or dawn?"
"That's what they asked for."
A few people here know exactly what "they" means, and the Death Eaters have been causing trouble for the Ministry of Magic lately.
This operation also apparently has a shadow of the Death Eaters.
Of course, there are reasons for wanting the Death Eaters to take the blame.
"Do you have anything to say?" Mr. Tolle looked sideways at his son.
"I think the biggest problem is that you are ignoring someone!" Kenneth frowned and reminded, "I suspect that the owner of that store is not the Weasley twins at all, they don't have Galleons, and those black Magical defense items aren't something they can make either."
"You mean Albert Anderson?" Mr. Toller frowned slightly, Kenneth told him about it, and he saw that his son was very afraid of the guy named Anderson.
"Yes, 80% of the shop belongs to him, otherwise, with the poverty of the Weasley family, I'm afraid they can't even pay the rent for the shop. Anderson guessed that he shared the profits with the Weasley brothers and asked them to help. I used to like to do this in school." Kenneth looked at his father and warned, "You haven't dealt with Anderson, you don't know how dangerous he is, and he's a master of divination."
Kenneth closed his mouth quickly after noticing the cannibal look his father gave him, and didn't dare to talk nonsense here, but he still hoped that his father would give up this stupid plan.
However, this is clearly not possible.
They had tried to manufacture and re-sell inferior Defence Against the Dark Arts items, only to be stuck by the Ministry of Magic's monopoly, resulting in a large accumulation of goods and a huge debt. If no action is taken, it is estimated that it will not take long. bankruptcy.
How could this kind of thing be tolerated for the Toller family, who have been in the gray area for many years.
As long as that shop disappears, as long as the Ministry of Magic's specialty store disappears, and the magic world is in chaos again, they will naturally be able to easily benefit from it.
Yes, the benefits.
Who would be foolish enough to take the risk of acting as Voldemort's minion if it didn't do any good.
All I can say is that everyone here is for their own benefit.
Someone is blocking their way to make a fortune, and they're here to make the guy in the way disappear.
"You shouldn't have said those words just now."
Mr. Toller glared at his son disapprovingly after the capes left.
"You shouldn't put everything down." Kenneth frowned and said, "You didn't know your enemy from the start, and you didn't even know what kind of guy you were about to face. "
"Enough, I don't want to hear this, and we've got nowhere to go~IndoMTL.com~ Mr. Tolle looked at his son and reminded blankly, "Kenneth, you have to remember, think If you get money from the gray area, don't tell people the rules and follow the steps, you will only make yourself lose in a mess. "
"If you don't want to go, just stay here."
The Tolle family has been eyeing the big cake of Defense Against the Dark Arts for a long time, but the Ministry of Magic has made a monopoly too hard, causing most of the shops and stalls selling low-quality Defense Against the Dark Arts items to collapse directly.
They have nowhere to go.
What's more, people don't think they're going to fail.
Because a lot of people want the guys in their way to disappear and get those manufacturing techniques.
Even if the Ministry of Magic were to investigate, it was done by Mystery Man's minions, and even the excuses were ready-made, and that was the constipated benevolence poster on the window, which was simply an insult to Mysterious Man.
Kenneth Toler frowned at his father and sighed, still thinking it was a pretty stupid move.
Even if tonight's operation is a success, what if they hit their store?
Do you expect others not to retaliate?
Kenneth wouldn't object if it were someone else, because doing business step by step really doesn't make money.
But the opponent is Albert!
Isn't it difficult to give them a **** warning to the group of dark wizards who were executed a while ago?
Executed by Scrimgeour?
Perhaps so.
But Kenneth is pretty sure it's Albert's sake, and it's not hard to tell from that store.
"How can they not see clearly!"
Kenneth sighed heavily as he watched the retreating backs of the group. He was sure that Albert had a way to find his father's head.
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