Chinese students at Hogwarts.

"Okay. Thank you, man."

Vernon hung up the phone, wiped his tears, and tried to calm down his emotions. He immediately held the phone and searched for Blake's phone number.

Resolutely pressed the dial button.

Sirius pushed up his sunglasses and stuck them in his hair. His black hair was flowing and smooth, attracting envious and jealous looks from many middle-aged bald British people.

An exquisite suit with no visible brand, sparkling, and solid gold cufflinks with the Black family emblem - after thinking about it again and again, Sirius decided to restore the reputation of the Black family.

As Zhang and Dumbledore said, it is not the family that determines the people, but the people that determine the family.

Sirius squinted as he strolled through the streets of London, enjoying the winter sunshine. He liked Muggles and their sense of vitality. Everything about Muggles was progressing rapidly.

In just the past ten years, I can no longer understand many of their things.

But the wizarding world is like a pool of stagnant water. Even a hundred years ago, the changes from now are not big.

"Buzz-"

Blake felt something ringing in his pocket, and he took out the gadget in a novel way.

Muggles call this thing a 'Mobile Phone', which is also one of their whimsical ideas.

He studied for a long time but still couldn't figure out the mystery. This is really amazing, although the magic can be done to a stronger level, such as a double-sided mirror.

But such mass production is absolutely impossible.

By the way, who is calling me? Since getting this thing, he has basically not received any phone calls, except for the occasional call from salesmen, who respectfully recommend their new products.

For example, those luxury goods, those luxury cars

Blake picked up the phone with interest, his thick eyebrows immediately raised.

Vernon Dursley? Why is he calling me?

With doubts in mind, Blake answered the phone. After just listening to a few words, his face became serious:

"You're saying that your wife and child are missing and you suspect that wizards did it?"

Black burst into laughter. Wizards specialize in kidnapping Muggles?

Then he thought it was not good to laugh at such a moment. To be honest, he didn't like the Dursleys, he even hated them.

When he learned that Harry was not happy at the Dursleys' house, he was angry and planned to go directly to the Dursleys to teach him a lesson, but in the end Zhang persuaded him.

"That's not necessary, Sirius."

Yes, it's not necessary.

Vernon's voice was filled with pleading: "Mr. Black, I have thought about it for a long time. This is the only possibility. I will definitely not be wrong."

Sirius' eyebrows knitted together. He still didn't believe that wizards would kidnap Muggles, and he still hated Muggles very much.

Perhaps because Sirius hadn't spoken for a long time, Vernon's voice was filled with anxiety: "Sir, Mr. Black, think about it, how would you feel if Harry was missing?"

Harry? Harry won't disappear, he will be fine.

Sirius was very confident. Both Dumbledore and Zhang were extremely reliable figures. How could Harry disappear?

But Vernon's pleading still made him feel compassionate. Sirius was silent for a while, and finally agreed:

"Okay, I'll keep an eye out, and if there's any news, I'll let you know."

Vernon put down his cell phone, drove to a remote alley, followed the old man's instructions, and knocked on a door.

“Papa John introduced me—”

After he finished introducing the person stiffly, the eyes in the observation window at the door looked Vernon up and down.

"come in--"

Vernon followed the person through the normally decorated living room and came to the backyard. The person leading the way motioned for him to wait a moment. After a while, a big man who looked even fatter than Vernon slowly walked away with a donut. come over.

He slowly stuffed the donut into his mouth, and twirled his fingers in a very sloppy manner:

"Papa John's your-"

"Captain! I saved him once, and he also saved me."

"Well, he rarely introduces people. It's not easy to do retail business now."

The fat man wiped his hands on his pants nonchalantly. Vernon didn't seem to be an insider, but who cares, as long as the business is done: "The things are not a problem, but it can only come in one day at the earliest. What you want It’s more difficult to do.”

As soon as one day?

Vernon's beard trembled and he immediately asked:

"What if I want it now?"

The fat man's eyes narrowed: "You want it now? Man, do you think you are buying donuts? I don't know what you are doing with these things. It's not to pose, or to scare people upstairs who play loud music." neighbor.

This stuff would make Scotland Yard and MI5 scratch their heads, and I would give up on such a safe house.

Do you think it's easy? "

After a moment of silence, he said slowly:

"You have to pay more!"

At this moment, Vernon's cell phone rang, and the fat man immediately looked at him with great vigilance, and slowly moved his hand to his lower back.

Vernon waved his hand at him apologetically, picked up his phone and looked at it, his heart couldn't help but beat wildly, it was Black!

After a while, he put down his cell phone, looked at the fat man with red eyes, slapped his car keys on the table, and took out all the cards on his body:

"I'll add it!"

inside the dungeon

Rodolphus glanced around the dungeon with gloomy eyes, and the little wizard who was still shouting immediately shut his mouth. They were keenly aware that the man in front of them was different from the professors who thought they were evil before.

Occasionally, some of the more outspoken ones were covered by their roommates and quietly retreated into the shadows.

Rodolphus seemed very satisfied with his deterrence, so he decided to do something to reward these little wizards.

He waved to the Death Eaters behind him and took a long roll of parchment.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that Hogwarts has actually degenerated into this." Rodolphus shook his head, as if he was regretting that yesterday's dinner had some peanut butter mixed into it that he hated so much.

"Look, look! Half-bloods and mudbloods actually account for more than half of the share - if the great Dark Lord knew about it, he would definitely feel sad."

His words made the already frightened little wizard even more frightened. Not everyone would care about who was on the wanted list on the first page of the Daily Prophet.

Not everyone knew that Rodolphus Lestrange was an extremely brutal Death Eater.

"Okay, let's have some fun, otherwise wouldn't it be too boring for such a long time?"

Rodolphus conjured a chair and reached out casually. Death Eaters rushed over behind him, opened a cell, and brought out the young wizard inside.