Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

"Damn it!" Mundungus subconsciously put it in his pocket, and the smile suddenly froze on his face. Only then did he remember that his wand had been taken away by Dean.

"Oh oh oh, I remembered, your wand was taken away by that bad boy~" Bock said maliciously, and he admitted that he did it on purpose.

"Dear Caractacus, I suppose you could lend me a wand?" Mundungus asked pitifully.

"Of course you can, but the price... But I think with your ability, it should be okay to cast spells without a wand, right?" Bock reminded him in a pretentious manner after admiring Mundungus' embarrassing appearance.

"Wandless casting is fine, of course, but it will consume a lot of my magic power." Mundungus complained.

"Anyway, you have used wandless spells and the Patronus Charm to communicate, so you don't need to be stingy with small magic like the Confusion Charm, right?" Burke obviously didn't want to lend Mundungus his wand.

"That's true." Mundungus had nothing to do about this. In fact, he slightly regretted borrowing the wand from Burke just now. If Burke really agreed, he would have to worry about what price he would have to pay.

They are all engaged in black market transactions, and they are well aware of each other's evil intentions.

"It's almost time. If I remember correctly, he disappeared here just now. If nothing unexpected happens, he will reappear at the same location soon." Burke raised his wand and pointed it at Dean who was teleported away by the portkey. place, motioned to Mundungus.

"I can't wait!" Mundungus gritted his teeth, "I will definitely teach that bad boy a profound lesson this time."

Before he finished speaking, a vortex appeared in front of him, like a big open mouth, and Dean was "vomited" out of it.

"Confusion!"

"Forget it all!"

Before Dean, who was teleported back by the portkey, had time to react, two spells hit him almost simultaneously.

Dean's body was ejected like a cannonball and hit the solid wall next to the fireplace.

"Did we act too harshly? If Dumbledore knew that his future students were treated like this, he would definitely cause trouble for us." Mundungus looked at Dean who seemed to be unconscious and said worriedly .

"That's something you need to consider. I controlled my strength just now very well. Such an accident happened because you used too much force!" Bock easily passed the blame to Mundungus.

"Wandless casting is difficult to control - but who told this kid to steal my wand?" Mundungus gave himself an excuse, but in his heart he knew that the moment he released the spell, he was filled with anger. Losing your mind and being a little careless can lead to such evil consequences.

Mundungus is now extremely grateful that when he made an unbreakable vow with Dean before, the inexperienced Dean did not specifically say that Mundungus was not allowed to hurt him. Otherwise, Mundungus might have to pay the price with his life if he just attacked him. .

"Mundungus, why don't you get your wand back now?" Seeing Mundungus standing there with an unpredictable expression, Burke couldn't help but remind him.

"Oh, yes, my wand." Mundungus woke up from his dream and immediately rushed towards Dean - Burke's reminder was correct, this was definitely a good opportunity for him to retrieve the wand.

However, just when Mundungus was about to pounce on Dean, Dean suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him blankly: "Mr. Mundungus, what are you going to do?"

Mundungos suddenly stopped in mid-air and rolled to the side in a panic: "No, it's nothing. I want to see what's wrong with you?"

"That's exactly my problem." Dean got up in confusion, "I remember I was admiring the glorious hand of the Bock shop owner. Why did I suddenly... faint?"

Dean stared at the two of them suspiciously, they were definitely related.

Mundungus and Burke sighed secretly when they heard this. It seemed that the confusion spell and the forgetting spell had worked. Dean had forgotten what they had plotted against him. It was really gratifying.

"Are you mistaken? You were obviously too tired, so you just fell asleep while playing with the newly acquired wand." Mundungus quickly guided him in a direction that was beneficial to him.

"Mundungs ​​is right, I can testify." Bock asked thoughtfully, "If you need it, I can provide you with a comfortable bed to satisfy you."

"Bock, I don't remember that the Bockin' Bock store also operates a hotel business." Mundungus interrupted quickly and bluntly.

Are you kidding me?How could Bock be so kind?He never trades at a loss.

Mundungus dared to conclude that if Dean really nodded, Bock would definitely offer a sky-high price, and he would be the one to pay the bill!

Dean glanced at Mundungs ​​unexpectedly before saying to the attentive Bock: "Thank you for your kindness. I don't think I need it anymore. I prefer to rest on my own bed at home."

"Really? What a pity." Bock said with regret.

"And I remember that you seemed to attack me just now?" Dean questioned again.

"No, you must have had a nightmare!" Mundungus and Bock denied in unison.

"Maybe - Mr. Mundungus, I have another question. Is the second-hand wand you gave me a fake?" Dean wondered as he played with the blackthorn wand in his hand that no longer had the effect of a portkey. .

"Fake? How is that possible? It took a lot of effort for me to..." Mundungus was about to argue when he was interrupted by a violent cough from Bock.

"Ahem, Mr. Dean, are you questioning the credibility of Borkin & Burke's store?" Burke asked with a serious expression, "This wand will only be put on the shelves after my strict identification - the whole of Great Britain. Everyone in the wizarding world knows that Borgin Burke never sells fakes!"

"Mr. Burke, of course I didn't mean that." Dean looked a little frightened and quickly explained: "But you see, I can't cast any magic with this wand."

Dean said as if to prove it, he waved his wand a few times - of course nothing happened.

After seeing this, Bock couldn't help laughing: "Dear Mr. Dean, if I am not mistaken, you have not officially started learning magic, so it is very normal that you cannot command the wand, and the blackthorn wand There is a characteristic that requires you to experience dangers and difficulties with your master before you can truly integrate with your master. Obviously you are still far from meeting this requirement."

"Is that so? Then why do I always feel that something has happened to me and this wand, but why can't I remember anything?" Dean asked, looking at the two of them in confusion.

"You must have made a mistake." Mundungus was so sweaty at the sight. Although Dean was hit by the Confusion Curse and the Oblivion Curse in succession, he was still so difficult to fool.

"Really?" Dean rubbed the short hair on his head, looking a little confused, "Okay, Mr. Mundungus, if there is nothing else, could you please take me home? I really miss you. My bed."