v2 Chapter 871： Unemployed Ritascott (1/2)

Lu Ping came when he was having lunch. He had already been to the newspaper for a morning.

Because he had to go to the underground world to communicate with the werewolves during this time, naturally he did not have much energy to deal with the newspapers. He recommended several excellent editors and managers to Ai Wen, many of whom were digging from the Daily Prophet. Come over.

They have considerable experience and can maintain the normal operation of the newspaper even if Lu Ping is not there.

But many important things still require him to make a decision, or mail it to Ai Wen to make a decision.

At Hogwarts, Avon received a few minutes of this letter every week. After consulting Lu Ping and the newspaper administrators, he and Hermione discussed the decision and then returned it.

When he went out to contact the giants some time ago, all these things were handed over to Hermione and Lupin.

In the month when Avon and Hermione went to Egypt, everything was even more pressing on Lupin.

He had to leave the underground world to deal with these things, which made him look even more embarrassed.

Simply, he has not really integrated into the werewolf group, and if it is really integrated, it will probably disappear for a long time.

Ai Wen, they have been destroying the foxes in the curtains. This work is much more troublesome than imagined.

Kreacher came over to help when it was halfway, but they still spent the morning.

Finally, the curtains no longer creaked, they hang softly, because they sprayed too much potion and wet, under them, the unconscious fox squats in the bucket, next to one The bowl is their black eggs.

Crookshank sniffed with his nose, and Fred and George looked at them with enthusiasm.

This stuff can be used to configure a powerful love potion, but it is slightly toxic.

If you take a certain amount, you will be poisoned. Fred and George think they can handle this toxicity.

”Okay, let's deal with those after lunch.”

Mrs. Weasley pointed to the dusty glass door cabinets on either side of the mantelpiece, which was filled with all sorts of weird things: a group of rusty short swords, animal claws, and a snake skin that was put up. There are also a lot of silver boxes with dim and dark colors, which are engraved with ancient texts that cannot be understood. The most dislike is a decorative crystal bottle with a large opal embedded in the stopper. It is full of blood that is definitely blood.

To put it simply, these are all black magic items or the evil black magic cast on them.

It’s neither beautiful nor dangerous, so Mrs. Weasley can’t let them be here.

She is going to pack them all up until Sirius comes back.

With Ai Wen's understanding of Sirius, he probably will throw away all these things.

He was disgusted with everything in the house, even including the name ”Black”.

If this is the case, it is a pity!

Ai Wen waved at Klee and told the elf to pick up a few of them and give them to themselves.

He is very interested in the above black magic, especially the silver boxes that are carved with ancient words.

When they just walked to the kitchen, they heard the ringing bell of Tintin.

Then, Mrs. Black’s screaming screams echoed again throughout the house.

Mrs. Weasley hurriedly walked over and opened the door. Following the narrow and faint martyrdom, everyone saw that Mundungs ​​came in. He also took a big slap in the face and restricted the cockroaches that would fall down.

”It's Mundungus!” said Ai Wen, taking a long parchment list from his arms. ”He probably came to me to take a list of flying broom materials. We better check it, have you dropped anything?” thing.”

”What does he bring so much?” asked Hermione.

”Probably want to find a safe place to hide it.” Ai Wen said, Hermione was silent.