Hogwarts: The Book of Laws.

Chapter 69: 'Missed' Owl

London, Diagon Alley.

The Leaky Cauldron is very lively at night.

Wizards of all kinds almost filled the small hall on the first floor.

The owner Tom is preparing sherry and some light meals for the guests in front of the bar.

At this time, an old man wearing a black trench coat, a half-high silk hat, and holding a cane walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he attracted the attention of many people, who all cast strange glances.

It's no wonder, this kind of clothing is very common in the Muggle world, but this is the Leaky Cauldron, so of course it will attract attention!

"Hey, Tom! Look, did your confusion spell fail here?!"

shouted a drunken wizard.

"Maybe you should cast another Muggle banishing spell here!"

"Hahaha!"

"Tom! Did you hear that?! Get this old guy out of here!"

"Don't say that! Maybe he is an official from the Ministry of Magic! Those guys like to wear clothes like this!"

"Then he will take you all into Azkaban! Hahaha!"

The others also laughed at him under the influence of alcohol.

But the well-dressed old man seemed not to hear their words and still walked calmly to the bar.

"Okay, stop arguing!" Tom, the boss, finally finished the work at hand and shouted loudly.

Then he looked up and was startled, and then quickly made a stop gesture to those who were still shouting.

The old man had already walked to the bar and said kindly: "Please prepare two dinners for me."

"Okay...ok!" Tom looked at the old man, suddenly a little nervous, "Please don't pay attention to what they said just now, it's just your clothes..."

"I understand," the old man smiled gently, "Any interesting news recently?"

"Ah..." Tom thought for a moment and quickly lowered his voice and said, "Recently, a group of guys are doing crazy damage! Many people who keep owls have suffered. I heard that the Auror Office has been involved in the investigation."

The old man nodded, "Is there more?"

"And the guy who attacked the French wizard prison has been caught! But my friends at the Ministry of Magic told me...it was just a corpse!"

"Really? That's such a pity." The old man said softly, "Anything else? About Beauxbatons, or... Hogwarts?"

"Well...except for the attack on the first day of school, there seems to be no news worth paying attention to in Beauxbatons. As for Hogwarts...it has always been quiet."

"Calm..." The old man lowered the brim of his hat and smiled, "Yes, after all, there is a great Dumbledore."

Tom smiled in agreement.

"Thank you, Tom." The old man put a few coins on the bar. "Please bring dinner to the room later."

"No problem! Mr. Tiedemann!" Tom shouted respectfully.

Then the old man bowed slightly and walked towards the second floor.

After his figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs, the drunk man from before shouted again:

"Tom! Who is that old guy? Is he really an official from the Ministry of Magic?!"

Others also asked in confusion: "Tiedemann? Which Tiedemann? I have never heard of this name in the Ministry of Magic!"

"Of course you haven't heard of it, because he is from the German Ministry of Magic, Leo Tiedemann!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience froze for a few seconds.

After a moment, someone asked quietly: "Former minister of the German Ministry of Magic?"

"Vice-President of the International Confederation of Wizards?"

"Senior member of the Wizengamot?"

"Headmaster of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

"Ever participated in the defeat of Grindelwald and received the first-class medal of the Knights of Merlin?"

Every time these words were spoken, the atmosphere became more awkward.

Gu Zhen</span>Finally, the drunk man from before stood up crookedly, "I...I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll leave first..."

"I still have a pot of potion that I need to take care of at home. Goodbye everyone."

"Me too..."

"goodbye..."

Within a few minutes, most of the wizards who had ridiculed him before had left.

Tom looked at their panic and sneered.

...

Upstairs, Tiedemann paid no attention to the ugliness of the people below, and he was not prepared to cause trouble for those people.

He walked slowly to the door of a room.

He knocked politely twice first, and then prepared to take out the key and open the door.

However, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

A woman wrapped in a robe stood at the door.

She was wearing a hat and her face was covered with a black gauze, making her appearance completely unclear.

But from the strand of gray-white hair peeking out from under the brim of the hat, one can guess that she must be quite old.

"Where have you been?" The woman spoke English with a French accent. Her voice was hoarse and stiff, as if she hadn't spoken for a long time.

Tiedemann walked into the room and said, "I went to attend a secret meeting to see the latest developments and inquire about Hogwarts news."

"What did you find out?" the woman asked.

"Maybe we'll miss 'The Owl,'" Tiedemann said, sitting in his chair and leaning his cane against the table.

The woman was silent and did not speak.

Tiedemann continued: "Hogwarts has been quiet, which is unusual."

"What's wrong? Maybe the intruders were secretly dealt with by Dumbledore," the woman said.

"So 'Owl' is at Hogwarts and he doesn't know?"

"How does he know?"

"Just because of us..." Tiedemann said softly, "If he pays attention to our movements, there is a high possibility that he can figure it out."

"The ring has changed hands now?" the woman raised her voice.

Tiedemann glanced at her and shook his head, "No, although I don't know what Dumbledore and Nico Flamel will ultimately achieve, but what they need is not the ring, or in other words, not just ring."

"What do you mean?"

"What they need now is the owner of the ring! That's why I said, we may miss the owl." Tiedemann added emphasis on the word "missed".

The woman pondered, seeming to taste the meaning of his words.

"Not long ago, Owls announced a party in three days." Tiedemann added.

The woman opened her mouth, "My spiritual world has not recovered yet, and I have not received any news from the Holy Knights. However, is there anything strange about this?"

"I have a bad feeling. Maybe this gathering is a trap for Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel."

"I still don't quite understand." The woman frowned.

Tiedemann did not continue on this issue, but instead said: "Actually, I have been secretly investigating Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel over the years, and I have a vague suspicion."

"What kind of conjecture?"

"Do you know the second generation Dark Lord from more than ten years ago?" Tiedemann said in a low voice.

"Of course, when I was in Verdun Prison, there was a Death Eater imprisoned in the next room." The woman said with a slightly mocking tone, "Thanks to his fanatical belief, even I knew How his great master was defeated by a baby.”

"Vida, that's what's wrong," Tiedemann smiled, "that baby."

"baby?"

"Yes, the famous...Harry Potter!"

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