A friendly day at Hogwarts

"Glen? Qiu?" A voice came from not far away.

The two of them heard the sound and looked over. Eddie, the business genius, was walking towards them.

Seemingly seeing that something was wrong with their expressions, Eddie asked, "What happened?"

"Nothing." Qiu shrugged and gave up looking for the money bag.

"It was the man in the black cloak who bumped into you." Glenn stood up with a hint of anger and looked around for possible hiding places for the thief.

"Forget it, it's been so long, I guess he has long since disapparated and escaped. Fortunately, the money is not too much."

Qiu pulled his sleeve and shook his head slightly.

"But I'm afraid you still have to lend me some money first. We'll pay for the ice cream first, and I'll pay it back to you when my dad comes."

Florin waved his hand: "I already said it would be free, but in this situation, I can't even charge you any money."

Qiu subconsciously looked at Glenn and saw him nodding before giving up.

Eddie looked at Qiu confused: "So, your money was stolen?"

"Yeah." Qiu nodded, a little helpless.

Although she said she didn't have much money, she just didn't want Glenn to be too anxious. In fact, she still felt a little distressed.

"Do you still remember the general appearance and dress of that person?" Eddie asked again.

Glenn's eyes lit up.

After a year of living as roommates, he gradually learned about Eddie's father's work.

Speaking of which, that can't be considered a job. It should be called a trader.

Or it can be described with a word that is often used in China in this era - "rebel".

To put it bluntly, it is a group that buys at low prices, sells at high prices, and earns the difference.

As a thief who steals things, whether he is a novice or not, the black figure must have some contact with this group of people to facilitate the sale of stolen goods.

It's possible that Eddie's father has seen him and even knows where he is hiding.

"The guy was wearing a hood. We couldn't see his face. We just remembered that he was short, a little fat... and had two bow legs."

Glenn recalled it and described it.

Since he could not see the front face, the facial recognition ability was invalid.

Qiu also thought about it and added: "He has a very strange smell on him, which is a bit nauseating. It's that strong smell of tobacco and alcohol."

Hearing her talk about the pungent smell, Glenn and Eddie were stunned at the same time, as if they both thought of this person's identity.

"Mundungus Fletcher!"

The two said in unison.

Eddie looked puzzled and asked, "Do you know that guy too?"

"I've heard of... a rat who often hangs out in Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley." Glenn was stunned for a moment, then casually prevaricated.

"Yes, from your description, he must be right." Eddie nodded and said, "My dad has traded with him several times, and I am deeply impressed by the taste."

Glenn rolled his eyes secretly and rubbed his temples.

"Do you know his hiding place?" Qiu asked subconsciously.

"I'm not sure." Eddie hesitated. "You know, people like that rarely expose their whereabouts. But I think I can try my luck somewhere."

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of Gringotts.

Of course Glenn didn't need to try his luck as he said and directly opened the system map.

Eddie was lucky. In the direction he pointed, behind the wall on the side of Gringotts near Knockturn Alley, the cursor marked with Mundungus Fletcher's name was clustered together with several other unfamiliar names.

If nothing else, he was thinking of ways to sell the stolen goods today.

He casually waved to Florin as a farewell, and then pulled Qiu towards the direction Eddie pointed.

Qiu turned around helplessly and gave Florin an apologetic wry smile.

Diagon Alley is not big, so the three of them arrived nearby in less than a few minutes.

Eddie stopped, his expression hesitant.

"What's wrong?" Glenn asked.

"Theoretically, this is a secret trading place..." He said with some doubts, "If people knew that I brought you in, I'm afraid it would be difficult for my father to gain a foothold in the circle..."

Glenn was stunned.

"Don't worry, just tell me how to get in."

Eddie pointed to a cracked red brick in the corner, with a bit of guilt in his eyes.

Glenn patted him on the shoulder nonchalantly and said, "It's okay. We completely understand your concerns and won't think too much about it."

Eddie seemed more relaxed now.

Akimoto wanted to join him, but Glenn shook his head to stop him.

Judging from the map, although the space behind the wall was not large, there were still seven or eight people gathered there.

This is a gray area that even the Ministry of Magic's reconnaissance team doesn't know about. If you rush in with Qiu, if you cause trouble, it may be difficult to get out.

On the other hand, Glenn himself, with his ability to flash, hardly had to worry about this problem.

In fact, when things have developed to this point, the small purse is no longer important.

Exploring this small black market-like place was not an impulsive move, but had another agenda.

Just as figures in the ivory tower like Dumbledore still need to absorb little people like Mundungus from the bottom of society.

This kind of people often possess a large amount of little-known information, and they are also the most efficient group of people in gathering intelligence.

Taking this opportunity, if you can establish your own intelligence network early, you will definitely make a profit.

Even for a cautious person, as long as the attraction is strong enough, it is worth taking a little risk.

What's more, compared to Hogwarts in the next few years, this is far from a danger.

He stepped to the wall and lightly kicked the mechanism Eddie pointed to.

The wall tiles rotated and moved, making a "click-click" friction sound.

A low arched doorway appeared in front of him.

The door opening was not high, so Glenn, who was just over 1.6 meters tall, lowered his head and got in. At the same time, he put his hand into his pocket and held the rosewood wand.

Everyone inside the wall turned around when they heard the movement.

Seeing a strange young wizard walking in, many people drew out their wands warily, and some even licked their lips with a smirk on their faces.

Glenn glanced around and saw Mundungus Fletcher being traded.

The guy had taken off his hood, revealing messy ginger hair and bloodshot brown eyes.

He was holding a gold pocket watch in his hand, and it seemed that he had been bargaining with the only well-dressed man in the crowd.

The names on the map showed that the man should be Eddie's father.

He seemed to think Glenn looked familiar, so he squinted his eyes slightly and observed carefully.

Glenn pretended to be lost and casually walked towards Mundungus.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the wretched wizard who had just smirked was moving quietly, vaguely blocking the exit.

Eddie's father finally recognized Glenn's identity, but saw that the wizard had already drawn his wand behind him.

"Don't! He is..."