From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Diagon Alley is a good place. Although this street is old-fashioned, it is truly the most top-notch street in the wizarding world.

Countless guests are welcomed here every day, including country witches, otaku wizards who have not left home for thousands of years, Hogwarts students who have been kicked out of school, exotic wizards who come to visit - all kinds of people bring endless wealth to this street. It also brought countless troubles.

For example, now.

"There's a fight!"

The people passing by began to gather in the direction where the shouts came from, including William. There were often fights in Azkaban, and this was the first time he saw people fighting in the streets since he came to the magical world.

Following the footsteps of a tall and thin blue-robed wizard in front, William rounded a corner and saw the crowd that had gradually gathered.

At this moment, which is just before three o'clock in the afternoon, the hottest time on the street, shops with few customers have abandoned their business and came out to watch the excitement. Probably because both parties did not use magic wands. At this moment, there was no one to argue. People just stared at the two sides who were about to fight with their eyes wide open.

With the help of his slightly taller body, William took a general look.

The two parties who were grabbing the collar and saying harsh words were both dressed in wizard robes. The white-haired wizard on the side being grabbed was spreading his hands to try to explain something, while the shorter one over there had a fierce look on his face and a finger on his face. The long beard was drawing circles in the air with the curse words that refused to stop, looking extremely funny.

Beside the two of them, a magazine-like book was spread out and thrown on the ground. Beard cursed while occasionally pointing to the book on the ground, as if something in the magazine had offended him.

Since William arrived a little late, what he said was disturbed by the crowd surrounding him, so William could only hear a rough outline.

It took him a long time to roughly figure out what happened - something about Bearded Beard seemed to have been exposed by that magazine. As a result, he just happened to see the editor-in-chief of the magazine in the crowd today, and he became angry. He simply grabbed the other person and questioned him.

There's nothing to say about it - it's a magazine that catches wind and shadows, and it's a happy thing to see the editor-in-chief get beaten up.

After figuring out why the fight started, William decided to leave - he had something serious to do when he came out, and he could forgive the slight delay, but wasting too much time just to watch the fight was completely unfair to himself.

Thinking of this, William glanced at the two sides again, and then stopped at the bearded face.

That beard seems crooked?

William stared at the other person for a moment, and after confirming that the beard was indeed crooked, he quickly imagined what the other person would look like if he removed his beard - this kind of disguised person is probably a wanted person, with a head of one hundred galleons, and the money sent up, If you don’t take it, you won’t get it!

"This face looks familiar."

William quickly recognized the other party's voice, and in less than half a minute, the other party had already overlapped with something in his mind.

That kid is a liar!

When he was released from prison, he carried all the Gallons in the cell, and even William suffered heavy losses!

Thinking of this, William quickly took out his wand, and before the onlookers had time to react, the spell was already directed at the opponent.

"All petrified!"

The spell passed through the crowd and directly hit the liar who was showing off his power.

He stiffened up and reached for his wand as quickly as possible, but before his hand touched the wand, the full-body binding spell, which was far more powerful than he imagined, took full effect.

After shaking on the spot for a few times, the bearded man fell to the ground with a plop.

The wizards watching around him almost immediately pulled out their wands and pointed in the direction of the spell.

"Everyone, please relax, I've met an old acquaintance."

William smiled and spread his hands, indicating that he had no intention of continuing to attack, and then took a few steps along the path exposed by the crowd.

After quickly pulling out the other person's wand, William smiled and stared at the liar's face.

The other party's eyes turned quickly, and then he showed a desperate look - obviously, he recognized William.

"Haha, you recognized me, old friend."

William greeted him in a joking tone, then reached out and started to pull out the other person's beard.

The beard, which was not glued with magic in order to prevent it from being exposed, was pulled off by William in a few strokes, and everyone onlookers also put away their wands - everyone could recognize him with the beard, so this was probably not a small thing.

"The curse is resolved immediately."

William easily removed part of the wand around his neck. William allowed the other party to speak and began to search the liar's arms.

Not long after, he found his trophy - a large bag of galleons.

Throw it up and weigh it in your hands. There are about seventy or eighty pieces.

This guy didn't spend it all at once?

"Hey, long time no see, old man. Forget it, you left without saying goodbye last time. You've grown a beard so quickly?"

"Hi, little William, it's been a long time since I saw you. I'm a bit more mature if you don't have a beard. There are a lot of people you trust when doing things."

The liar tried to force a smile - neither of them wanted to expose the Azkaban incident in public.

Once the money is gone, you can make it again. Now that Azkaban has been exposed, I don’t know how long it will take to make money next time.

"It seems like you've made a lot of money lately, brother."

"No, I don't have enough money today, so I'll treat you with a drink. I have other things to do, so let's not play around like this. Next time, I have time to treat you to a drink?"

The liar was feeling unlucky in his heart - the person he was least afraid of in a casino was William, but today the other party came to sneak attack without showing any quality, so he could only accept it obediently.

Although most of his current business is still gray business, if the incident of stealing money from an inmate comes to light, those who work together will collectively boycott him.

"Thanks a lot, brother."

William put the money bag away with a smile, then inserted the wand in the place where the other party was least likely to reach, and then used the wand to undo the spell on the other party.

He settled the score here, and it was none of his business whether the other prisoners wanted to settle the score when they met.

The liar didn't dare to make a move. He packed up his things in a dejected manner and headed towards the street next to him.

The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed as they saw that the excitement was gone. William simply took this opportunity to blend into the crowd and prepared to walk towards the target.

After taking a few steps, he realized that he was being stared at - the man who had just been grabbed.

"I'm sorry for making people laugh. I'm Xenophilius Lovegood, the editor-in-chief of the Quibbler. I just thanked you for helping me out."

"Hey, it's not a big deal. That guy happened to owe me a sum of money and he has been hiding. I just met him this time, so I can settle the debt once and for all."

William waved his hand politely - although he didn't really want to talk to the editor of an entertainment magazine, he really couldn't afford to offend him. In a situation like his, he didn't know how much trouble he would cause if he dug around.