The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

BBC News: “A few days ago, the Greenwich Observatory observed velocity fluctuations in the fragments of comet Shoemaker-Levy 9, which has attracted widespread attention from astronomy enthusiasts around the world...

"This comet was discovered by American astronomers Eugene and Caroline Shoemaker and astronomy enthusiast David Levy...

"Initially, the comet broke away from the asteroid belt located outside the solar system and entered the solar system to become a periodic comet. According to the calculation of its orbit, the comet was split into 21 pieces due to the strong tidal force when it was 40,000 kilometers away from the surface of Jupiter. Broken pieces..."

The square-head TV hanging in the air in the supermarket broadcast the news of the previous day, but no one paid attention to the news content. The customers were busy picking out discounted products and daily necessities that the coupons could be redeemed. Fortunately, the security system of this store was relatively complete, and no one was there. No one stole milk from the shelves and tried to buy it for zero yuan.

Adults such as Mr. and Mrs. Granger and Grandpa Bates were busy shopping for necessary supplies for a long trip. Loren and Hermione strolled around slowly, occasionally picking up a box of snacks and throwing them into the adults' shopping carts.

"Bee stinger spinning wheel...full metal fishing wheel..." Wendell held a box of plastic-wrapped metal products and carefully read the product description on it.

“A must for sea fishing!”

Wendell's eyes condensed, this is it, with him, he will definitely be able to catch big fish!

He turned his head and glanced at Monica quietly, then calmly put the fishing reel into the shopping cart.

Unfortunately, the plastic packaging still made a soft noise when it collided with other items in the cart - a click.

Monica retracted her gaze from the shelf, looked down and saw the fishing boat, and then glared at him bitterly: "Is this something you should bring with you on a long trip, Wendell?"

"I think...right..." Wendell said softly, "Since there is a magic pocket, it won't be troublesome to bring more things, what do you think?"

"Then Loren can also use magic to conjure fishing gear for you. Why should you buy it?"

"Different……"

"What's the difference?"

"It's just different..."

After speaking, Wendell secretly glanced at her expression, trying to guess what she was thinking.

Monica's expression was indifferent and she was too lazy to pay attention to him. This man was hopeless.

Bates walked beside them silently, as if he didn't hear the conversation between the two of them, and took a box of sunscreen and put it into the cart.

He got sunburned last time he went to Egypt. This time the sun on the sea might be stronger, so he had to be prepared.

Loren and Hermione were walking down the aisle with a cup of trial ice cream. From time to time, Loren reached out to pinch the bagged potato chips in the supermarket, hearing the sound of the chips breaking, and took another scoop of ice cream, with a happy expression on his face. .

Hermione looked around warily, a little worried that supermarket security personnel would rush out at any moment and forcibly evict this person, and she would be implicated.

Seeing the girl's expression, Loren asked seriously: "Do you think I am satisfying my own evil taste?"

"Isn't it?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"Of course not!" Loren explained seriously, "Trivia, the products placed in the most appropriate positions on the shelves are all products that are about to expire. I am not doing this to satisfy my own bad taste, but to warn consumers."

Hermione glanced at him dubiously, reached for a bag of potato chips from the shelf, and checked the production date.

Huh?

It's true!

Loren shook his head and sighed: "Alas, there are not many people as kind as me anymore."

"..." Hermione silently put the potato chips back, "I still think you did it to satisfy your bad taste."

"Tsk, it seems you still don't understand me well enough."

"I just think I know you well enough to say that."

"Hey, slander me."

After finishing the ice cream in his hand and throwing the garbage into the trash can, Loren took Hermione to get two samples of jelly, and solved the problem for her on the grounds that she didn't like strawberry-flavored jelly. One serving.

Loren, who had eaten two servings of jelly, threw away the packaging and looked around for tasting spots. He said, "When we come back from the United States after seeing the International Federation of Wizards, we will almost catch up with the excitement of the Quidditch World Cup finals. It will be really fulfilling." It’s my vacation.”

"Aren't you not interested in Quidditch?"

"But I am interested in the excitement. When the time comes, I can watch fans fight, watch players curse, and see many other races."

"How did you know this was going to happen?"

"Isn't that what the World Cup is like..." Loren's eyes rolled around and he nodded with satisfaction, "It's such a fulfilling vacation."

Hermione glanced at him lightly and said calmly: "By the way, when I travel to the United States, I will bring all your homework with me so that we won't be bored on the ship."

"You are such a strange person!"

Loren frowned and stared at her: "You can just bring your own homework. Why do you need to bring my homework too?"

Hermione said calmly: "Because if I don't drag you to do homework with me, you will use the excuse of lack of time to copy my homework when you come back. I'm afraid I will be deceived by you."

"!"

Loren was shocked and reached out to cover her eyes: "You actually used Legilimency to peek into my thoughts. When did you learn how to do it?"

Hermione took his hand down: "It's not Legilimency, it's what I know about you."

"Oh! Then you are slandering me!" Loren pointed at her.

"You just admitted it."

Hermione took his hand down again, this time squeezing it in her hand without giving him a chance to make other movements, and preventing him from squeezing any more potato chips.

"I didn't, you just slandered me!"

"You admitted it."

"You slandered me!"

"..."

"Don't speak? Don't think I'll forgive you if you don't speak and hold my hand. Where's the lawyer? I'm going to sue you for defamation!"

"There are no lawyers in the wizarding world."

"I'm going to sue you for libel anyway."

"..."

The group prepared things they might need on their long journey, bought fishing gear, and exchanged some U.S. dollars for foreign currency. In the next few days, Hermione forced Loren to finish the homework on Transfiguration and Charms. The homework on History of Magic was left behind. The reason Hermione gave was that after seeing the International Federation of Wizards, she might have a better understanding of magic. Generating new insights into historical topics.

Grandpa Bates asked someone to buy tickets for the ferry, which was also a luxury cruise ship. They entered the country through normal channels and did not need to apply for a passport.

All preparations for the trip are now complete.

Just waiting to go.

…

New York, Brooklyn.

As the most populous area among the five boroughs of New York City, New York State, some people call it the melting pot of immigrants. As the name suggests, it accommodates many outsiders, some of whom belong here and some who have just come here.

In the residential area of ​​dilapidated low-rise houses, every household has its door locked. It is even quieter than late at night, and it is so quiet that people feel guilty.

This used to be the cheapest area in the neighborhood and the first choice for foreigners who had just arrived in New York, but now agents rarely recommend it to clients - since two years ago, some weird guys have been moving in here. .

They never come into contact with their neighbors, and they never show up at night, especially when the moon is full. There will always be all kinds of weird noises in the room, like someone breaking things or scratching the wall with a sharp dagger.

There were even times when wolves were heard howling, and yes, those weird guys had wolves in their homes.

Some people suspect they are drug dealers, others suspect they are cultists. If someone asks, the agent will always keep it secret.

In the southwest corner of the community, in a backlit house.

"Remus, are you sure this is Wolfsbane potion?"

A skinny but energetic young man lay on the table, opened one eye wide, and looked at the fist-sized clay ball in front of him again and again, with distrust written all over his face.

"I told you, Jimmy, you're going to call me John, John Moon..."

Lupine muttered, looking at the mud ball in front of him, he was not very sure. But this was given to him by Snape before he left, so it shouldn't be a deliberate trick.

Jimmy was a werewolf companion he met when he was wandering in England. He once had a stable job, collecting animal waste in a wizard pet store. The owner of the store was his uncle, so it was relatively stable.

When he transforms on a full moon night, he asks his uncle to lock him tightly in a cage with wild beasts. Even if there are inexplicable injuries, he can be fooled by animals.

Perhaps due to the support of his family, Jimmy did not develop a paranoid and violent personality like other werewolves. Instead, he was a little childish and carefree.

Affected by the "Anti-Werewolf Act" last year, Jimmy's uncle insisted that Jimmy register as a werewolf with the Ministry of Magic, but Jimmy was always unwilling. The two quarreled for several days, which eventually ended with Jimmy moving away.

After Lupine came to the United States, he contacted Jimmy immediately, and with Jimmy's help, he blended into the werewolf community in Brooklyn.

Lu Ping pretended to be calm and said: "It is an improved version of wolfsbane potion. If you take one pill, it will be effective for six months. The restriction is that you cannot chew it."

"You call this one?" The werewolf named Jimmy raised his head angrily, "This can be used to play baseball!"

"It's an improved version."

"Who improved like this?" Jimmy shouted, "This potion master should be imprisoned in Azkaban!"

Lupine nodded in agreement: "I support you, but now, what you should be thinking about is how to eat it."

"how about you?"

"I've learned the Animagus, I don't have to eat."

Jimmy suddenly felt uncomfortable, and couldn't help squinting his eyes and asking: "Where did you go last year? You learned the Animagus, got the improved version of Wolfsbane potion, and most importantly, you actually got so many roasts." drumstick!"

"I understand..." Lupine nodded, "Next week is the full moon night, you eat it now, and you can eat roasted chicken legs as you like in the next week."

"Am I talking about the grilled chicken legs?"

"Are you going to eat or not?"

"..."

Jimmy silently picked up the baseball-shaped "Wolfsbane Potion" and stuffed it into his mouth with difficulty.

"Ho...ho..."

With a goosebump-inducing swallowing sound, Jimmy ate a baseball with a ferocious expression on his face without chewing it.

"I think...I'm full-"

Jimmy suddenly paused. He felt the mud ball change in his stomach, as if a layer of it melted, and then a thick liquid seeped out from the baseball mud ball.

It was ice cold and felt strange.

"belch!"

Jimmy couldn't help but burp, and then a strong smell surged up his esophagus, passed from his mouth to his trachea, and passed into his nose. Under the action of the sensitive werewolf nose, Jimmy's face suddenly turned green.

His eyes and eyebrows were knitted together, his nose was wrinkled, his mouth was tilted downward and he breathed in, his expression was distorted as if he was about to transform on the spot.

Lupine watched him lying on the table and twitching non-stop, his face turning from green to red, and then gradually losing color and turning pale.

He vaguely recalled some very unpleasant memories and asked with concern:

"No, are you okay?"

"..."

Jimmy lay weakly on the table, slowly raised his right hand, making an international greeting gesture, with four fingers bent in the palm of his hand, leaving only the middle finger straight.

This is something he learned newly after coming to this community.

Half an hour later, Jimmy slowly recovered and sat down at the dining table with Lupine. Plates of hot roasted chicken legs were taken out of the backpack. Jimmy looked at the backpack and then at the chicken drumsticks on the table. , wisely asked no questions.

"Give me a detailed introduction to the werewolf situation here."

Jimmy swallowed the meat in his mouth and let out a sigh of relief: "As you can see, they are roughly divided into two groups. One is the werewolves who originally lived in this country. The leader is a man named Taylor Lott. The werewolves of Na are very united.

"I heard from one of them that they didn't live here originally. They were doing carpentry, painting, etc. on the border of this country. They just moved here recently...probably they still have savings, bread and milk. We can also take care of ourselves, and they even gave us clothes last winter.

"The other one is someone who escaped like us, and is relatively loose. Fenrir Greyback gathered a group of restless guys to rob some Muggles, no, they are called No-Majs here, and rob their money and food. . Those who don’t want to work with him can only do illegal work.”

After Jimmy finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued to concentrate on the roasted chicken legs.

Lupine looked at Jimmy thoughtfully, mentally sketching the outline of the community.

The person behind Fenrir must be Voldemort.

The next thing to do is to win over the werewolf who longs for stability.

In addition to people like Jimmy, it seems that local werewolves can also get in touch.

Lupine suddenly raised his head and asked: "They rob Muggles and No-Majs, won't they be noticed by the Magical Congress here?"

"The Aurors of MACUSA have been very busy recently. As you know, the International Confederation of Wizards is about to start. And this place is already in a mess. No-Majs are often robbed..."

Jimmy raised his hand to scratch his head, then remembered that he hadn't washed his hair for several months, and put his hand down again, "And they didn't use magic to rob, so they wouldn't be noticed that easily."

"That's it..."

Lupine glanced at his head, and the idea of ​​scratching it for him disappeared instantly, and he muttered in disgust: "It's simply dirtier than Snape's head."

"Who is Snape?"

"Don't worry about this." Lupine waved his hand nonchalantly, "Can you contact Chief Taylor Lautner? I want to see him..."

"I've only talked to one of them little guys, but... let's give it a try."

"..."