A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 241 Mundungus
Felix walked into the dirty bar and looked around. There were only a few guests in the bar in twos and threes, and one of them was a pudgy witch in a thick veil.

"Well, it probably hasn't come yet."

He sat in an obvious place by the window, and the bar owner came over, "What do you want?" He said in a nasty voice, Felix smiled, and replied in an unidentifiable voice: "A glass of flame whiskey."

Not long after, the bar owner brought a goblet with a bright flame, and the glass was full of blue liquor.

Felix had no intention of drinking because the glass was suspiciously stained.But Flame Whiskey was the secret signal he had set before.

A few minutes later, the witch in the thick veil stood up. Felix thought she was going to leave, but she got up and sat opposite him.

"There's someone here, ma'am." Felix frowned.

"I am," the witch let out a triumphant, deliberately lowered male voice, "Although I don't know who you entrusted to find me, but the Pig's Head Bar is not a good place to meet. I was banned from coming here more than ten years ago and had to Do some camouflage."

Felix looked at the "witch" opposite in surprise. He knocked on the corner of the table, and his table became hazy, and his voice was restricted into the narrow space.

He recovered his original voice and asked curiously, "Mundungus Fletcher?"

Mundungus muttered, "Who the hell told you that? I prefer to be called by my code name—Generalist." His back was facing the bar owner, so he relaxed a corner of his veil, revealing a A bearded face, his eyelids drooping and bloodshot.

He picked up the Flame Whiskey, "Shouldn't you drink it? It's too obvious, boy, in reality you must be a person of status, and you must pay attention to—" He took a sip of the wine, "It's not like me—hiss~" He sucked it In one breath, a heat wave spewed out from his mouth.

Felix laughed. "I asked you, but if you don't bring what I want—"

"Oh, threats again, Mundungus hears that too much!" said Mundungus, looking furtively left and right - though unnecessary and more like an ingrained habit - He took out a flat package from under his stomach, grinned and said, "You will be satisfied..."

Felix let the package separate, revealing its contents—a dusty silver plate.His hand flicked lightly, and the dust on the plate disappeared in an instant, and Mundungus, who was opposite, looked at him with cautious eyes.

The plate showed what it was, a shallow stone basin with ancient runes and magical symbols carved on its rim.It is a Pensieve.

"It seems that the condition is not very good..." Felix said softly, while constantly sensing the state of the Pensieve, secretly evaluating the possibility of restoration.

"Ha, how fresh, otherwise I wouldn't keep it in my hand for two or three years." Mundungus took a sip of his wine and stared at Felix, "Are you an alchemist? The one in Knockturn Alley, or Cannon?" The ones over there? Or are they alone?"

"None of your business, Mundungus."

"Oh, don't mind, I think we can establish a stable connection, there is no need to go through an intermediary, it's too dark, I need to pay a certain amount of money to get accurate information, you know." Mundungus muttered, " Those are two Sickles, if I hadn't heard that the other party wanted a Pensieve, I wouldn't even come."

Felix smiled and said, "You will earn more. Aren't smugglers just after profits?"

"Hey! When I was young, I also wanted to do a big business. When I became famous... I almost thought that I had succeeded and climbed up to a big man. I was loyal to him, but in the end I found that these gray corners were more suitable for me. "

"Or the gray tomb?" Felix said casually, picking up the Pensieve and examining the magical symbols on it carefully.

Mundungus didn't mean to be ashamed at all, "I always want to live—at least 200 Galleons. In order to get this, one of us died, and another half-dead."

Felix glanced at him. He doubted that even if he gave this guy 200 galleons, Mundungus would not honestly distribute them to his companions, and even the companions he said were a temporary team.

He thought carefully for a moment, "200 galleons? At most a hundred, I'm not being taken advantage of, this thing is rubbish in your hands, and I can't guarantee that it can be restored. It's okay to want more—but, I need You help me find out some news, ancient ruins... and ancient magical creations."

"Broker? No problem! Old Montung is well-informed." Montungus said proudly.

"But," Mundungus' bloodshot eyes widened, "I need a deposit! Deposit..."

"boom!"

A bag embroidered with green and blue patterns appeared on the table, and it made a crisp and pleasant sound of "crash la la".

Mundungus swallowed, he opened the bag, and the golden light inside almost blinded his eyes.

"What charming little ones...listen to their voices..." He stretched out his dirty hand, "you are such a generous man, I'll take this job, you just have to wait in peace-oh, this What is it!"

When Mundungus reached out to pick up the bag, a small gray-green snake suddenly appeared and bit him. The small snake swam its gray body and returned to Felix, turning into a transparent glass bottle.

A few drops of blood remained in the bottle.

Mundungus stared at him with an ugly expression, as if planning to explode at any moment.

"I've inquired about your reputation, Mundungus Fletcher, a smuggler, a liar, a thief, a thief... I don't take your word for it lightly, and in order to prevent you from having bad thoughts, I think—— It’s better to take some precautions.”

Mundungus was still furious at first, but he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became calm.

"I never break my promise, there are slanders against me outside! But... whatever you want, now, there won't be another snake in the bag, right?" He glanced at Felix, and Felix made a request Actions.He muttered, "Slytherin," and hid the bag in his lady's robes.

Felix said: "100 Galleons is the price of a broken Pensieve, and the other [-] Galleons are for you to collect and buy magic items, or to inquire about news... It's up to you. I don't want modern things, and I don't want modern things. Don't fool me with dark magic items."

"As long as I think it's worth it, you'll keep getting money from me."

Seeing the black and white mask on Felix's face, Mundungus became pleasing to the eye, "How can I find you?" He also thought about it seriously.

Felix threw him a rock, a variation of Genat. "Inject magic, as long as you are in Hogsmeade, I can find you."

"I'm more sure that you are an alchemist." Mundungus put the stone away, and he muttered, "It's not fair, you know me, but I don't know you."

"You'll know, but we need time to build trust," Felix said.

(End of this chapter)