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As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the Pig's Head Bar, Aiwen saw a short wizard being roughly kicked out.
He seemed to be explaining something, but Aberforth, the owner of the Pig's Head Bar, didn't stop his explanation at all, and slammed the door of the bar.
At the last moment, he raised his head and glanced at Ivan, Hermione, and Elaine who were not far away.
"Mundungus!" Ivan shouted.
The man with splayed legs and long, unkempt ginger hair was taken aback.
An antique suitcase in his arms fell to the ground and bounced off. There were all kinds of things in it, like the contents of the entire window of an antique shop.
"Oh, hello, Ivan, it's you guys who scared me!" Mundungus Fletcher breathed a sigh of relief, and he immediately put on a very brisk look, but he didn't pretend to be serious at all. Like, "I've been waiting for you inside for a while."
"What happened? You were kicked out?"
"It's nothing, I had a little conflict with the owner of this store in the past." He replied vaguely, looking furtive.
It was only then that Ivan recalled that Mundungus was an unwelcome customer of the Pig's Head Bar.
The last time they created DA, Mundungus was there, but not in his true self.
Sirius later told them that Mundungus had been banned from the Hog's Head 20 years earlier.
He can only enter in disguise, and cannot be recognized by Aberforth.
Ivan felt that this might be because Mundungus always negotiated illegal business in the Pig's Head Bar, and perhaps caused some trouble, which made Aberforth unable to tolerate it, so he refused Mundungus to enter his bar.
This guess is well-founded, because Ivan is about to trade the body of a house elf with him.
No normal bar owner would allow customers to trade such things in their bars.
"Is the thing I want ready?" Ivan asked, thinking it's better to make a quick decision.
"Ready!" Mundungus said almost obsequiously, "getting a household... It's not easy to get this thing, especially when you ask for so many conditions, it took me a lot of effort to get it This thing took a lot of effort and gold Galleons, you know, this stuff is very expensive in the underground world as a spell-casting material."
It was the first time that Aiwen knew that the corpse of a house elf would be worth a lot of money, and it was all nonsense.
But this is the case with Mundungus, and bargaining is one of the necessary links.
In addition to that, you must carefully check the trading items so as not to be cheated.
"If it meets my requirements, I will give you a satisfactory price." Ai Wen said, "Take it out and let me see it."
"Wait, don't look here, let's go over there!" Mundungus said, looking around and pointing in a direction.
There is the road leading to the Shrieking Shack, and there are usually few people there, and it is not impossible for people to visit in this weather.
After he finished speaking, he began to squat on the ground and fumble to pick up the things in the box, and quickly slid into the box.
"What are these?" Elaine asked curiously, "It looks like a pile of junk, are you selling them?"
"No way, I have to find a way to make ends meet." Mundungus said, immediately raised his voice, and shouted at Hermione who was squatting down to pick up a silverware, "Don't touch that thing, give it to me."
"This tall wine glass..." Hermione looked at the silverware in her hand, "This is the coat of arms of the Black family! My God, I finally understand why they look familiar, you stole these things from Sirius' house? "
Mundungus stopped immediately, his body swayed, as if he wanted to run, but he held back forcefully.
"No, I didn't steal it!" He paused, and explained in a panic, "I was just helping Sirius dispose of the garbage, these were all things he didn't want, you know, he threw them all away , all I do is pick them up, recycle them..."
Chapter 1365 Corpse Trading
waste utilization?When did gold and silver utensils become waste?
Not to mention the craftsmanship itself, there is also the coat of arms of the Black family on it, these things are priceless.
But then again, the current heir to the Black family, Sirius Black, threw them all away!
Aiwen knew how much he hated these things. In his eyes, these things that reminded him of the unpleasant past were waste and worthless.
From this perspective, Mundungus stealing them and selling them to other people is indeed waste utilization.
But he stole these things from the old Black family house, which makes people feel bad...
"I'll talk to Sirius about it, maybe he'll approve of the idea of waste utilization," Ivan said.
"No, Ivan, I, you can't, for the sake of the past..." Mundungus stammered.
Obviously, he was still afraid of Sirius, the guy was not very timid.
If he is not very courageous but dares to steal from Sirius, it can only be said that he has no brains in front of gold.
"Come on, if it wasn't for the sake of friendship in the past, I would have arrested you now." Aiwen said, waving his hand impatiently, scaring this guy with no sense of accomplishment, "You should be glad you didn't let If Harry or Kreacher see you stealing these things, they will definitely not let you go."
If Harry saw Mundungus stealing from Sirius, there was no telling what he would do.
Ai Wen thought about it, and didn't plan to care about this kind of thing. It's not a valuable thing anyway, so steal it if you steal it.
With Kreacher watching, Mundungus did not dare to be presumptuous and evacuate the old house of the Black family.
As for the act of stealing things, let Dumbledore and Sirius handle it.
"Please, Ivan, Hermione, Elaine, if the three of you don't say..." Mundungus begged.
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Elaine, "It's so cold, why are we standing here to suffer from the cold!"
"Hurry up." Ivan urged, "The three of us don't care how you got these things."
Mundungus was panting, his eyes wandered back and forth on Ivan, Hermione, and Elaine, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't stop at hand, and quickly packed all the things on the ground into the box.
On the way to the screaming shack, he kept muttering that he couldn't help himself, and he did it when his head was confused for a while, begging Aiwen and the three to let him go, and handing over the box give them.
It wasn't until Ai Wen said that if he muttered, he would give him a curse, and he shut up unwillingly.
Climbing up a slope, the four of them came to the Shrieking Shack, where the wind was stronger than below because of the higher ground.
The cold wind howled and creaked the planks of the Shrieking Shack like the wailing of a banshee.
Ai Wen didn't know what the atmosphere of trading a corpse should be like, but now, he just wanted to end the transaction as soon as possible and return to the warm bar below to drink a cup of warm butter beer.
On the way, Hermione secretly discussed with Ivan and decided to tell Dumbledore about the matter for him to deal with.
As for Elaine, she didn't have any opinions at all, and she didn't care if Mundungus stole something, it wasn't hers anyway.
She wrapped herself tightly in a cloak along the way, curled up behind Ivan, and used his body to block the wind.
"It's too cold, hurry up, Dunge, take that thing out." Ivan said.
"It's inside." Mundungus said wheezingly, and patted the box hard, "You should know how difficult it was for me to get this thing, and I took a lot of risks. This is a special prohibition If someone finds out that I am collecting this thing, I will be finished!"
Your life was over long ago, more than 20 years ago.
"Did you come at my request?" Ivan asked directly.
"No problem, a fresh corpse of a house-elf died three days ago and died naturally." Mundungus said, grinning smugly, "This kind of thing is rare. Contacted quite a few people, and if you just wanted a house-elf corpse, I'd have it."
He opened the box, and there was another mezzanine under the pile of "junk".
Mundungus tapped on it with his wand, and the interlayer opened in response, and Ivan saw the corpse of the house elf inside.
The house elf was dressed in clothes like a dirty rag. He was very old, with thick white hair inside his ears, wrinkled skin, and eyes the size of tennis balls protruding abnormally.
He had suffered while he was alive, and his small body was riddled with scars.
Anyone who saw this particular corpse would have come to that conclusion, but that's the way most house-elves live.
They always punish themselves, and the attack is neither serious nor serious, with the goal of torturing themselves to death.
Hermione, who was standing beside Ivan, yelled in a low voice, unable to bear to look at the house elf inside.
In fact, she has always had doubts about Ivan's plan to use the corpse of the house elf to summon the demon.
No matter how you look at it, this magic doesn't look like a decent spell, and it's unknown what consequences it will have.
Elaine also stepped forward to take a look, then stuck out her tongue and stepped back.
"How?" Mundungus asked.
Ivan took out his wand to cast a spell, and the wand lightly touched the body of the house elf.
In the faint green light, a house-elf in spirit state emerged from the tip of his staff, trance-like.
The green light swirled, and the soul grew bigger and bigger, and soon it was about the size of a normal house-elf.
It looked at Ivan dully, with a confused expression, and then seemed to hear something, bent down and bowed to Ivan.
Mundungus looked in surprise at the sudden appearance of the house elf soul and the magic used by Ivan, with his mouth wide open. He didn't understand what kind of magic it was. He put down the wand in his hand, God knows, He was planning to sneak attack on the boy who used an Oblivion Curse just now.
This was his initial plan. It was planned on the way to the Shrieking Shack. Although I heard that Aiwen is very strong, but because he is only 15 years old, Mundungus still feels a little contemptuous in his heart. He thinks that those are just exaggerated claims in the newspapers to attract people's attention.
Now that he saw the magic used by Aiwen with his own eyes, he realized how bold his idea was just now...
"That's it!" Ivan said, and he flicked his wand upwards to break the connection with the house elf's corpse.
He is still very satisfied with the state of this corpse, its physique is very weak and it has no magic power.
Because he had just died, part of the original owner's soul remained in the body, and it was still very gentle and obedient, similar to the state Ivan imagined.
Chapter 1366 Calm and Undercurrent
During the recent period, Aiwen has carefully studied demonology and gained a lot of experience.
Because it is not sure what the character of the demon in the demon altar is, what it intends to do with this corpse, and how it is going to descend, considering all things considered, it is necessary to prepare a weak domesticated child with an independent soul. The corpse of the elf is still necessary, as a precaution.
If there is an accident, it is easy to control.
Ivan put the body away, took out a small bag of Gallon and threw it to Mundungus.
He seemed to be terribly frightened, his right hand holding the wand was trembling slightly, panting in the bitter cold wind, he got the gold, and immediately Apparated without any hesitation.
"What is he afraid of?"
"Maybe he's afraid we'll tell about his theft, but..." Hermione guessed.
"Let's go, go to the Three Broomsticks." Ivan didn't care what was going on with Mundungus, as long as the transaction was completed, he put his hands in his pockets, thought for a while and said, "Well, see later As far as Harry, it's best not to tell him about it, there's been enough worrying things lately."
Harry would be furious if he found out that Mundungus had stolen from Sirius.
He couldn't solve any practical problems, so there was no need to add additional troubles.
In fact, it was the same. As soon as Ivan and the others walked into the bar, they saw the depressed Tonks sitting opposite Harry. They were seated in the corner, and no one spoke, which was in stark contrast to the lively bar.
Tonks was still worried about Lupine, and she didn't want to talk about it.
Shortly after Ivan, Hermione, and Elaine sat down, she left, her emaciated body seemed extraordinarily lonely.
As for Harry, maybe it was because Tonks's appearance made him feel emotional, or because of other reasons, he also sat there dully, staring at the dancing fire not far away, wondering what he was thinking...
At this moment, Harry thought of Ginny for no reason.
She didn't come here, Harry thought, and she must be sitting comfortably with Dean in Mrs. Puddiffe's teahouse, which is a favorite haunt of happy couples, or so Ron might have said. that store.
"Harry, Harry!" Hermione's voice sounded.
"What's the matter?" Harry woke up suddenly, and the scattered flames re-condensed. He looked up in surprise at Ivan, Hermione, and Elaine who suddenly appeared, "When did you guys come here? Where's Tonks?"
"Just now, Tonks left, is she okay?"
"Does she look all right?"
"Well, you have no problem then?" Hermione continued.
"No, I'm fine!" said Harry.
These two were weird, not just Harry and Tonks, but everyone else.
Aiwen didn't say much, he noticed that several wizards had been staring at them.
He got up and went to the bar to get a drink, looking around nonchalantly.
There are quite a lot of people in the bar, not all of them are students, there are many strange wizards.
He wasn't sure if they were sent by the Ministry of Magic, or Voldemort's spies, or someone else.
This time is really chaotic, the shadow of war hangs over the wizarding world.
As the core of this war, Hogwarts has received great attention from all parties.
Therefore, it was not too surprising to see these strange wizards in Hogsmeade at this time.
While waiting for Ms. Rosmerta to get a drink, Ivan saw Katie?Bell came out from the shadow under the stairs, she seemed to be holding something in her arms, and went straight back to her seat without saying hello to Ivan.
Alvin stared at Katie and her friends for a while, then turned his head and looked thoughtfully at the shadow under the stairs, where the girls' toilet was located...
When he came back with three drinks, Hermione and Elaine were teasing the Pygmy Puff. They were about to name the little guy, and Harry started staring at the fire not far away again in a daze.