This Saturday was the day students were allowed to go to Hogsmeade, and the Weasley twins decided to take Raffy to meet Mundungus Fletcher.
"Wait a minute, you said it's just a meeting?" Lafite said, "What about what I want - you don't have his secret contact information?"
Fred sneered: "Hey, it seems that no matter how naughty you are, you still haven't really gone too far. He won't keep a guy like Mundungus Fletcher who lives in a gray area. Is your address on the parchment?"
"I'm not stupid enough to think that he will hand out business cards everywhere like a Muggle." Lafite said, "But this kind of person always has to be in contact with people, and Bojin-Blog Store will also accept reservations in advance "
"Tsk, tsk, it turns out that even in Knockturn Alley, you still take the high-end route, so it's normal that you don't know" George said in admiration, "Let me tell you, Mundungus Fletcher is not the boss of some shady deal. , he is not a powerful person who is called Big Brother just standing on the road - he is just like a rat running around - a thief, a liar, a gangster, you name it, he specializes in reselling prohibited items, which is good , but to put it bluntly, he is just a little gangster."
"So he didn't dare to leave any contact information for his customers to order things - think about it if you were waiting in a dark alley to do something, and suddenly an owl flew over and asked you to receive the letter, then you would What should we do?" Fred immediately took over and said, "Every time he shows up, the things in his hands are different. If you want to reserve something, you have to make an appointment when he is setting up a stall"
Lafite suddenly felt that the Weasley twins were as unreliable as Mundungus. They didn't even know where Mundungus would appear. Hogsmeade was so big that it would be troublesome to find them. Lafite wanted to think that maybe he could get something easily by asking someone from Slytherin House. Of course, he couldn't get any information from a person from Slytherin House now.
So at the weekend, Lafite set off for Hogsmeade with his friends. The fourth-grade students were no longer forced to be led by teachers. When Lafite passed the school gate and saw Snape exuding low pressure, he sincerely prayed for the third-grade students who followed Snape's actions.
They wandered around the streets of Hogsmeade for a while, and stopped by Honeydukes to replenish their sugar supply. There was a tasting of a new candy, and they gathered around to watch the new students. Lafite suggested getting some for free, and said not to worry, there would never be anything more unpalatable than a pile of cockroaches, but when they squeezed in, they found that the candy was made up of bloodshot eyeballs. Encouraged by his friends, Ron decided to try it out. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the eyeballs began to squirm, and he had to escape as fast as possible.
Ten minutes later, this group of people appeared at the Three Broomsticks Tavern. Rosmerta, the charming proprietress, asked them if they wanted to try something other than butterbeer, such as "a more manly drink." Lafite had no intention of returning to the castle drunk and being deducted fifty points by Professor McGonagall, but still only had five bottles of butterbeer. But he vividly told the story of the battle between the four warriors and the fire dragon. Even Hermione, who had seen the live version, thought his story was brilliant. He also described how someone tried to taste Honeydukes eye candy with tears in their eyes. Rosmerta was very happy and blamed him for disturbing the business by saying disgusting things. Finally, she gave them some small cakes for free.
"To be honest, I never get any discount when I buy drinks." Ron complained that he had a vague affection for the beautiful proprietress of the bar, so he rushed to buy something every time, but it seemed that he gained nothing.
"I'm serious, if you can get rid of the snot blown out by the cold wind before buying a drink, she will look at you more." Lafite replied. He sat down, slowly enjoying his butterbeer, pretending to aimlessly observe the patrons of the bar, while mentally complaining about why the twins hadn't come yet.
Soon, the person he was waiting for appeared. "Oh, aren't those two Fred and Georgewhat are they doing?"
In Lafite's strange eyes, the twins walked over not far from them. They didn't seem to notice that the agreed person was sitting here. To be precise, they were attracted by something else. force.
The twins moved to a corner where they couldn't see them, but Lafite soon discovered that they could see their backs in a mirror behind the bar. In that corner were a group of goblins and Big-mouthed Bagman sitting, and Bagman was pressing down The voice said something to the goblins quickly, and the goblins all crossed their arms, looking menacing.
At this time, the twins leaned over enthusiastically and said a few words to Bagman. Then they turned back very disappointed and walked towards the bar.?
Lafite was worried that the two people had been hit too hard and had forgotten the better things, so he took the initiative to stop them.
"Oh, hello." Fred spotted Lafite and his group and said hello feebly.
"What were you talking about just now?" Lafite stood up and asked.
"Don't force us to lie to you," George said dully, "Friends can also keep some secrets."
"Okay." Lafite said. He walked over and whispered to the twins, asking how to find Fletch later.
When Lafite turned around, he found that Bagman had arrived at Harry's side and greeted him warmly. Lafite took the twins and walked over.
"What, you guys need to go out for a while?" Hermione said suspiciously, "You're not going to do anything troublesome, are you?"
"We are really here to do bad things," Lafite said half-truthfully, "to sell some interesting things to children and play some pranks on some guys - Mr. Bagman, you won't report us. right?"
"How could it be? I used to do some bad things when I was in school," Bagman said very understandingly. "Actually, what I want to say is, Harry, I don't know if I can have a few words with you alone. Uh, can you give me a convenience?"
Hermione and the others nodded and took the remaining butterbeer to find a new location. Lafite took the opportunity to leave the bar with the twins. As soon as I walked across a street, I bumped into Rita Skeeter and his photographer carrying camera equipment. The two men were very conspicuous. Skeet was wearing a banana-yellow robe and his long nails were painted a dazzling pink. The photographer's beer belly probably accounted for half of his body weight. They didn't walk fast, but as if they had their own road-opening machines, pedestrians on the road avoided these two people. Lafite and the twins didn't want to be entangled by Skeet at this time, so they quickly turned a corner and rushed into another alley.
"She seems to have gone to the Three Broomsticks. This woman must have gotten the information from somewhere to find Harry or Bagman. If she catches her, then every word you say will appear in a different way in " The Daily Prophet," George said.
"Could it be the information that Mundungus sold?" Lafite asked, and after walking for a while he found them running around in the street. "Where does he usually show up - could it be the Hog's Head?"
"It's possible that Mundungus is a person in the underground world. He knows a lot of scammers and thieves, and he can also get some information that ordinary people can't hear - and he sells everything." Fred replied, "He couldn't get in there though, and once he accidentally let it slip that he'd been banned from the Hog's Head twenty years ago - you know, the owner of that pub has a wonderful memory, and I doubt Mundungus was pretending Women will also be recognized.¡±
"Don't worry, he must be somewhere in this village. It's rare for Hogwarts students to come to the village. It would be strange if he didn't take the opportunity to resell a few inferior products to those third-year brats." George said .
Lafite nodded and continued to search with them. On the way, he tried to use a directional spell. His wand shook twice and fell in a certain direction. They ran over there, but found nothing. Raffi swore to himself that he needed to pull two hairs from Mundungus' head so that the next time they met, he could use some extraordinary spells to figure out where they were, it was too much trouble to look around.
"Look over there," George said, stopping. Lafite followed his finger and looked over. He saw a hooded man in black huddled in the shadow of a wall. There was a stall in front of him with some shining silver gadgets on it. Lafite scanned the After taking a quick look, I found that those things were either fakes or cheap products treated with magic.
¡° Two third-year girls picked something, paid him a few galleons, and left chattering. The twins took Lafite over and said hello in code.
Mundungus raised his head and opened the hood on his head. Lafite smelled the pungent smell of tobacco and alcohol. He observed the guy in front of him. Mundungus had a full face of stubble, a pair of swollen and bloodshot eyes, and his exposed hair was greasy and messy. When he stood up, Rafi discovered that he still had bow legs. "It's you." Mundungus sniffed and said, "What herbs do you want this time? You didn't book them in advance. I didn't pay special attention this time. I only have a small handful"
"We're not the ones buying things this time," Fred interrupted, "We're bringing you new customers."
Mundungus glanced at Lafite suspiciously. "You can reserve something for next time, that one is too long - I happen to have a good thing here, which is an heirloom of our Fletcher family" He said, casting a questioning look at Fred, expressing This person in front of me is not??A fat sheep that can be slaughtered for a meal.
Lafite took the Fletcher family heirloom snuff box, used his wand to eliminate the shining brilliance on it, changed it to a vaguely bright color, and adjusted the pattern on the bottom. "This looks more like it. At least you can sell it for a few more bucks." He said, handing back the snuff box.
Fred burst out laughing; "You see, this guy is not someone who is easily fooled - to be honest, he has much more money than us, it's just that it's not convenient for him to get something openly. This business is for you." Don¡¯t want to catch it?¡±
Mundungus took the snuff bottle, hid it under his robe in the blink of an eye, and laughed twice. "Well, what does this gentleman want?" he asked, "As long as you ask, I will bring something suitable next time"
"A bottle of truth serum, the most effective one." Lafite said. He took a look at the fakes, "Well, you saw it, I'm very good at distinguishing the real from the fake"
Mundungus became unhappy: "Have you never bought anything before? Selling things to customers and selling things to passers-by are two different things - if you are messing around, don't think about it. We also have rules in this industry! "
"I apologize for the offense just now." Lafite said, "Please prepare a bottle of Veritaserum for me the next time the students come to Hogsmeade Village."
Mundungus looked at him suspiciously: "Just this? This thing is actually not uncommon, but let's agree first, I will charge a little more"
Lafite shook his head: "If this is all you need, I don't have to go out of my way to find you in this way. In fact, if you can get it" He paused, endured the stench, and brought his face close to Mundungus's. hood. "I also need a bottle of love potion."