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    Mundungus's professionalism was perfectly demonstrated at this moment. Although a series of expressions such as surprise, suspicion, and contempt flashed across his face, in the end he just twitched his nose that was red from the cold and said: "This  Well, it¡¯s not easy to get things, but I am Lord Mundungus, who is also famous in the underground world, and there is nothing I can¡¯t get I only need three hundred galleons!"

    Lafite looked at him quietly.  Mundungus suddenly felt uneasy. This was on the streets of Hogsmeade, but he felt more like he was in a Ministry of Magic interrogation room surrounded by the Wizengamot.

    These pure-blood bastards who live in big houses are all suitable for politics, Mundungus thought. The initiative in this matter was originally in my hands. In fact, he didn't dare to advertise what he wanted everywhere. Why should I?  Be afraid, and why didn't he just agree without asking anything like the silly girl with curly hair and thick foundation last time.  Thinking of this, he decided to make a little concession.

    "Okay thirty galleons, you can't let me earn nothing. My wife raises so many cats and needs money to buy feed." Mundungus said that if there was one less Nat, he would jump up and fight for his life.

    "She keeps cats?" Lafite's attention was attracted by a strange place.

    Mundungus became unhappy: "Yeah, what a kick, look up - I can't remember the names of those cats, although I have been helping her take care of those things My dear Feige, she is good at everything  I just raised too many hairballs - seeing as how much I¡¯ve done, I hope there won¡¯t be another potato on the dinner table tonight¡­¡±

    ¡°Well, if you tell me how to deal with a big-faced cat mixed with the blood of a cat, I can accept the price.¡± Lafite said, he felt that Crookshanks had become increasingly difficult to deal with recently.

    "This is too simple, you only need to tease the hair from its neck to behind its ears, and" Mundungus suddenly stopped talking, a cunning light emitted from his little eyes.  "Can we sit down somewhere and talk slowly?"

    Lafite suddenly felt like punching the guy in front of him on the bridge of his nose, or it would be more convenient to use a wand. For people like Mundungus, it would be better to intimidate him. He thought so and pretended to take out the wand.  As soon as Lafite put his hand into his pocket, someone grabbed his shoulder.  He turned around in surprise and saw Cedric with a serious face.

    "Don't buy his stuff." Cedric stopped him, as if he thought Lafite wanted to pay.  "This guy specializes in reselling fake goods. He sells them very cheaply, but they definitely won't last two weeks."

    Mundungus began to back away, one hand beginning to reach into his robe.  Cedric moved faster. He raised his eyebrows, blocked Lafite behind him, and approached step by step with his wand.

    "Last time I bought your second-hand schoolbag for a small price, but it broke into two halves a week later. Just now there was a girl showing off her newly bought silver brooch in the Three Broomsticks - but it was pointed out that it was fake  Damn it, that girl cried until she collapsed." Cedric said majestically, "How many more people do you want to deceive? Just give up your resistance and you won't suffer any consequences until you get to the Ministry of Magic."

    Mundungus looked at the unsold fake silverware on the ground with a nostalgic look, and then shouted at Lafite: "Okay, that's it!"

    With a loud crack, he disappeared.

    "That's cool," Fred whispered, "I wish I could learn to apparate soon too."

    Cedric turned his head with an annoyed look on his face, greeted them, and asked them if they had been scammed to buy anything. The three people quickly denied it, saying that it was the first time they saw someone selling such cheap stuff, so they were very curious.

    Cedric didn¡¯t have any doubts. He dragged Lafite to the side alley and asked Harry if he had gone to the prefects¡¯ bathroom to take a shower recently.

    Lafite felt very strange: "No. By the way, you are a prefect Do you know the password for the washroom? How about telling me? This is not against the rules, right?" Lafite thought of Myrtle repeatedly emphasizing the benefits of the prefect's washroom.  , I feel the need to see it.

    "The password is fresh pineapple, but that's not the point" Cedric said hesitantly, "I'm asking Harry, has he unlocked the secret of the golden egg?" He seemed to think that asking this was a good way to secretly explore his competitors.  Suspicious, his face turned red.

    "No, we have tried several methods, but we can't eliminate the damn scream inside the golden egg." Lafite said, "Anyway, this is to get the game information in advance. If it doesn't work, just forget it. We will know when the time comes -  ¡ª¡±

    But Cedric became anxious. He closed his eyes as if he had made a great determination.  "Harry told me before that the first project was the fire dragon. If it hadn't been for him, I might have died. If he hadn't solved the secret of the golden egg this time, someone might have died!" Cedric said, "I would have died.  Tips at the Yule Ball???Go to the prefect's bathroom, but he doesn't seem to have gone there at all¡ª¡ª"

    Lafite doesn¡¯t mind knowing the content of the competition in advance: ¡°Okay, just tell me now.¡±

    "No, it would be too much to say it directly" Cedric said stubbornly, "Anyway, just let him take a shower!" After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and ran away.

    Such a stubborn guy, Lafite was very unhappy and went out to find the Weasley twins to go back with him, only to find that those two people had already disappeared without mercy. At the same time, Mundungus's unsold ones also disappeared.  Something to get out.  However, he met Snape leading a group of third-year students to return to school. He sarcastically asked Lafite if he was lost. He also said that if he couldn't find his way back, he could go with him: "Although you are so old, but  Some people's sense of direction does not grow in proportion to their bodies, and neither does their IQ." The group of third graders laughed.

    Lafite was not willing to go with Snape at all, and hurriedly made an excuse to run back to the castle, but Snape grabbed him and motioned for him to follow him.  Lafite had no choice but to squeeze into the group of third-year students. After a minute, he understood why Snape kept a dark face. The group of people were chattering and always discussing weird topics.  The only one who didn't join the discussion was Luna Lovegood, who was a bit excluded.

    "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I got lost yesterday when I passed a corridor on the outside of the third floor. Where there should have been an archway, it turned into a portrait. And maybe you encountered someone harassing you." Luna  She said that today she was wearing the necklace made of butterbeer plugs again, and her messy hair was pinned up with a strange hairpin.

    "Thank you, Luna." Lafite said, deciding not to explain that he was not lost at all so as not to hurt the girl's concern.

    "By the way, I have two interesting gadgets here for you to play with. But these are fakes." Lafite took out a few small curved pendants. After Mundungus threw them away, he took advantage of them.  Grabbed a handful.

    "This thing is very much modeled after the Scimitar-Horned Snorlax," Luna said, picking up a pendant. "I have to tell Dad that someone really discovered the Scimitar-Horned Snorlax and made a pendant to commemorate it.  By the way, did I tell you that my dad is the editor-in-chief of The Quibbler."

    Lafite nodded, and he began to think about whether things like the Bent-Horned Snorlax really existed, because in his opinion, these things were obviously made by Mundungus in the shape of a unicorn, but he  It¡¯s just that the technology cannot be mastered at home.  As if to verify his idea, Snape, who was leading the team at the front, let out a mocking snort.

    "Professor," Lafite stepped forward and asked, "I would like to ask, is the magic potion like Veritaserum theoretically tasteless?"

    "This is something outside the classroom." Snape replied coldly, "You should use your brain on the antidote you brewed in class. The potion you made in the last class of last semester actually dared not add leech juice.  "

    Lafite shrugged, he was a little impressed that Snape even remembered this.  They continued to walk forward in silence, and it was not until they passed the gate guarded by winged boars on both sides that Snape spoke again.

    "The so-called 'tasteless' is what laymen like you who don't know anything about potions say. Every herb has a unique smell, and so does potions. Finely brewed truth serum is clear and transparent, but if  Your nose is as sharp as that silly werewolf's, and you'd find it unbearable." Snape said, "What's the most important thing in turning a bottle of Veritaserum from cloudy to clear?"

    "Well, it should be the time for the potion to fully mature after brewing" Lafite replied subconsciously.

    "Five points from Gryffindor." Snape said. After they entered the school, the professors regained the power to deal with the gems in the hourglasses of the four houses at will.  "It's time and environment," Snape said. "The smell of Veritaserum can be smelled by trained people. Those who discover it in advance will find ways to resist it. Some will pretend that their throats are blocked, and some will react when the medicine touches it.  It goes to the lips and turns it into something else. So the information obtained by Veritaserum is not entirely applicable to situations such as a trial."

    Lafite nodded. This was still very similar to what he thought. Sure enough, you can't win with Veritaserum alone.

    "I don't care why you asked this, but recently I lost some materials in my office, African tree snake skin and bicorn horn, just like in the second year." Snape stopped suddenly, he  Turning around, he put a hand into his black robe and took out a small crystal bottle, which contained a clear and transparent potion.  "If you mess up your potion again next time, maybe I'll accidentally spill a few drops into your dinner of pumpkin juice - I'm sure you don't smell the level of this, and then we'll know you darling  Friend Harry Potter, has he been to my office?"

      Lafite looked into Snape's eyes and felt that he was completely serious!

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