From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

The next morning, Calvin took the parchment recording the magic text on Stonehenge and planned to find Professor Bablin.However, when they got to the basement, they discovered that Professor Bablin was not here.

Helpless, Calvin had no choice but to return to his office, planning to find the interesting professor at another time.Just when he was about to study the alchemical core of Stonehenge, a huge seagull flew in from the window, threw a note on Calvin's desk, and then flew away.

Calvin sighed, picked up the note and glanced at it: "Come out for a drink, Pig's Head Bar, now. NF."

Calvin felt a little speechless: "Nicholas Flamel, you are over 600 years old, and you wake up early in the morning and drink a lot. I really deserve you."

However, Calvin did not intend to refuse Nico Flamel's invitation. He happened to have some questions that he wanted to ask him, so he put on his windbreaker and walked outside the castle.

The Scottish winter has passed by this time, and although the weather is still cold, there is some green on the ground.Not long after Calvin walked into Hogsmeade, he stopped.

Being followed.

Calvin was a little excited. He hadn't been followed for a long time since the Romanian black market came out. He didn't know which blind wizard was targeting him this time.

After a short pause, Calvin quickened his pace, but changed his destination. Instead of going to the path where the Hog's Head Bar was, he turned directly to the outskirts of Hogsmeade and headed straight for the Shrieking Shack.

Phil Rozier soon discovered that the person he was following disappeared into the Shrieking Shack at the end of Hogsmeade, and he couldn't help but hesitate, not knowing whether to follow him or not.

In his last years at Hogwarts, he had also heard some legends about this room. There was a terrifying ghost inside that often made piercing screams and howls in the middle of the night.

Rozier finally decided to get closer and take a look, but when he came inside the fence of the Screaming Shack, he only felt a chill down his spine - there was a door on the wall of the Screaming Shack facing him. Hidden secretly, in his impression, the Shrieking Shack had no doors or windows.But the person he was following, Calvin Cappe, disappeared.

Rozier swallowed and took his wand out of his pocket.He slowly approached the ajar door.

Do you want to go in?

Rozier tortured himself.

In the end, greed for Galleons defeated his inner fear, and Rozier slowly pushed open the door in the wall of the Shrieking Shack.

The scene inside the door was beyond Rozier's imagination. It was not a gloomy and dark haunted house, but a warm and peaceful farm estate.

Rozier immediately knew something was wrong, and turned around to leave the Screaming Shack, but heard a gentle voice in his ear saying: "You're here, why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?"

Luo Che instantly found that he could not move his limbs. He was pulled into the door by a strong force and forced to press him on a farm chair. Opposite him sat his tracking target, a young man with black hair and red eyes. , making him a cup of tea.

"Sir, I must say that your silent people's tracking skills are really poor. I suggest you learn from the Aurors." Calvin pushed the tea cup in front of Rozier.

Rozier found that he could move his upper body, but only his upper body. He still couldn't stand up and was firmly nailed to the chair.He did not dare to drink the tea in front of him, but bravely said: "I am not a silent person. You are mistaken. I was just passing by..."

Calvin shook his head slightly: "Why are there such stupid wizards in Britain now? Is it a problem of education or a problem of the system?"

Then he tapped the table with his fingers, "Sir, you'd better tell me the truth honestly, otherwise I will resort to tricks."

"Ahaha," a sneer appeared on Rozier's face, "It can't be the Cruciatus Curse. You can try it, if you are not afraid of going to Azkaban."

"I don't like to use such violent methods." Calvin took out a small transparent bottle, dropped the liquid inside into the tea, and then poured the entire cup of tea into Rozier's mouth.

"Who are you? Who sent you?" Calvin asked.

However, Rozier looked at Calvin like a fool and said nothing.

Calvin raised his eyebrows, "You can't even take Veritaserum, and you still say you're not the Silent Man of the Department of Mysteries?"

"Now that you know my identity and can't do anything to me, why don't you let me go? I promise I won't cause you any trouble." Rozier set out his conditions.

"Sorry, I don't like people following me very much," Calvin pulled out the wand from his sleeve, "Seize the soul!"

Rozier only felt that the surrounding light was being absorbed and gradually fell into darkness. The happy memories gradually faded. Nothingness gradually occupied his heart, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Seeing that the man was about to faint, Calvin stopped the Dementoring Curse, "Can we talk now?"

Rozier lay on the table, his lips trembling constantly, "Dementor, how is it possible..."

"Nothing is impossible. I believe that in the near future, you will be able to see Muggles holding magic wands and casting spells." Calvin said, "If you don't want to experience another Dementor's kiss, you'd better cooperate." I."

Rozier raised his head with difficulty and saw that Calvin's wand was still pointing at him. Thinking of the feeling of falling into the abyss just now, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and cried: "I said, give me back the happy memories." Bar."

"Look, this isn't that difficult, right?" Calvin held out a cup of hot chocolate, "Who are you? Who sent you here?"

"I am Phil Rozier, the Silent Man of the Department of Mysteries. Byron MacMillan asked me to follow you."

Sure enough it was him.Calvin narrowed his eyes and recalled the middle-aged wizard he met at Stonehenge yesterday.

"Tsk tsk," Calvin sighed, "It seems that the people who manage Stonehenge have a big problem. I just took a look yesterday and I was targeted by you. Tell me, what is the situation at Stonehenge? Everyone Does it really cost twenty thousand galleons a month?”

The corner of Rozier's mouth twitched and he didn't dare to answer the question, but when he saw Calvin holding the wand in his right hand and hot chocolate in his left hand, he gritted his teeth and said, "The money allocated to us by the Ministry of Magic every month is divided. ”

"Very good, tell me in detail," Calvin's tone gradually became more relaxed, "who got the money."

"The Rozier family, the Travers family, the McMillan family and the Shafiq family, each family has one person involved, and this person can get [-]%, and the majority of it is taken away by the Crouch family."