From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

The Amazon Gang is the second largest underground gang in Knockturn Alley. It sounds scary, but in fact there are less than thirty members.

In addition to the Death Eaters' dimension-reducing attack on the magical underworld more than ten years ago, the composition of the Amazon Gang is also the reason why they have been unable to grow - they only accept exiled wizards from South America.

The leader of the Amazon Gang is named Aureliano Buendia. He is a Brazilian wizard. He was expelled by the Brazilian Ministry of Magic for some reasons, so he came to England to make a living. He gathered a group of wizards from South America. Exiled wizard.

"Colonel, someone asked to see you." A short, fat black wizard walked in outside the door and said to Aureliano who was making a small goldfish.

Aureliano once served as a colonel in the Muggle army, so he asked his subordinates to call him colonel. This was also the main reason why he was expelled from the Brazilian wizarding community. Using magic to interfere in Muggle wars was such an act. Serious violation of the Confidentiality Act.

"No! I'm busy." Aureliano, a tall and burly wizard, said impatiently to his men.

"Well, Colonel, the man said you would meet him when you saw this." The short, fat wizard took out a golden fleur-de-lis badge and placed it on Aureliano's workbench.

"Ah? He's here," Aureliano, who had always been taciturn and serious in speech, was shocked. "Invite him in quickly and respect him enough."

"No, Buendia, I'm already in." A young wizard with red eyes and black hair walked into the room, "Still being your little goldfish?"

"Mr. Capet!" Aureliano stood up uneasily and gave his seat to Calvin, "Mr. Capet, isn't the business going bad recently? Make some gadgets in exchange for a few Sickles."

"You don't have to give me a hard time, Buendia, will there be times when your business is bad?" Calvin picked up the unfinished little goldfish and started playing with it.

Buendia looked embarrassed: "Mr. Capet, the smuggling business is really difficult to do recently. The Ministry of Magic is very strict in investigating. Several of my brothers have been arrested and asked me to pay a fine. If I don't pay, they will be imprisoned." Azkaban."

"Several Aurors I know also reminded me that the situation has been tight recently and asked me to restrain myself, but there are dozens of people under my command waiting to eat." Buendia was filled with resentment.

Calvin put down the little goldfish and said calmly: "Buendia, it's useless for you to complain to me, but I have a few questions to ask you."

"Mr. Cappe, if you ask, I will tell you everything I know." Buendia said respectfully.

"Do you know anyone in the Department of Mysteries?" Calvin asked.

"Department of Mysteries?" Buendia thought for a long time and finally answered, "I know one or two of them and only drank together, but they never mentioned their work."

"Is that so?" Calvin rubbed his chin. This answer was within his expectation. If the affairs of the Department of Mysteries can be easily known by the underground society, then it does not deserve to be called the Department of Mysteries.

"Okay, then go and investigate a person for me." Calvin said, taking out a scroll and putting it on the table, "Bertha Jorkins, about 35 years old, works in the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic."

Buendia opened the scroll, looked at it, and said: "Following a person is a trivial matter, but Mr. Cappe, our Amazon gang is really in trouble. Look at the price..."

"The price?" Calvin smiled and threw out a money bag, "Don't worry about this, the money will be enough. Just rest assured and go about your smuggling business. The Aurors won't cause you any trouble recently."

Buendia weighed the money bag and immediately smiled from ear to ear, "Mr. Capet, if you have any big job in the future, be sure to think of me. Just a few galleons from your fingers." Enough to feed us for a long time.”

"What, you want to find a job with me?" Calvin rubbed his chin and looked at the tall Brazilian in front of him with a smile, "Aureliano, I really have a job for you now. I remember You must be a top student in Kastrobushe."

Buendia was stunned for a moment, "Yes, Mr. Cappe, that's right."

"That's good, let's make an unbreakable vow." Calvin grabbed Buendia's right hand.

"Ah, Mr. Cape, no problem." Buendia readily agreed to Calvin's request and called the pudgy wizard beside him, "Figo, you will be the witness."

A thin, blazing tongue of fire shot from the wand, like a red hot wire, wrapped around their clasped hands.

"Aureliano Buendia, will you accept Calvin Cappe's offer of a six-month job?"

"I am willing."

"Are you willing to put your best effort into this job?"

"I am willing."

"Are you willing to work until six months from now without quitting?"

"I am willing."

Three tongues of fire appeared one by one and then disappeared together, leaving traces on the skin of the two people.

"Okay, Mr. Cappe, then what kind of job is it? Who do you want me to monitor? It can't be very dangerous." Buendia said briskly.

"There's no danger, Aureliano," Calvin put away his wand, "I'm just asking you to be a teacher for a few months?"

"Teacher?" Buendia was a little confused.

"Yes, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts has recently been unable to take up the position due to personal reasons, so I will find a suitable candidate for the principal." Calvin looked at the Brazilian wizard with a smile.

Buendia was too shocked to say a complete sentence: "This... professor... Defense Against the Dark Arts... I remember... the curse."

Calvin comforted him kindly: "Aureliano, my friend, don't worry, nothing bad will happen if you stay on the job for six months. I guarantee that you can walk out of Hogwarts intact."

"Can I not go? I regret it." Buendia said with a sad face. The reputation of this course is so great that even he has heard of the impressive results of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"It's a pity," Calvin raised his right hand with his wand, and the traces of the unbreakable oath were still clearly visible, "You just made an unbreakable oath with me and you are not allowed to resign within six months."

"Mr. Cappe, you hurt me!" Buendia's eyes were full of tears, as if he was about to be killed.

"Tsk," Calvin looked at the wizard with some disdain. An underground gang leader couldn't even bear this.

"If you really don't want to do it, I have a way."

Buendia raised his head excitedly and said, "Please, Mr. Cappe, I can do whatever you want me to do."

"That's easy. I'll tie you up immediately and send you to the Ministry of Magic. With the amount of smuggling you've made in the past few years, it won't be a problem to stay in Azkaban for three to five years." Calvin sneered and stared at Bwindi Ya.

Buendia took two steps back. In his opinion, Calvin's blood-red eyes were no less than the flames of hell. Finally, he lowered his head and sighed, "I'd better go to Hogwarts with you."

"That's right," Calvin patted Buendia on the shoulder, "Isn't being a professor more promising than smuggling?"