Chapter 348: No One Is Nice when Dealing with Magical Animals

Oak Barrel Bar. Wingdings: ♦︎♦︎⬧︎♦︎◆︎⌧︎♦︎♦︎□︎❍︎

It is also the most popular place near the Romanian Fire Dragon Sanctuary. No matter when it is open, it is always crowded.

Dragon breeders often come here on vacation and order a glass of brandy or almond honey wine to relieve fatigue.

In addition to them, there are many other customers.

This place is a bit like the Hog's Head Bar in Hogsmeade. There are all kinds of people in it... tourists who come here for the reputation, black-clothed men with hoods whose faces cannot be seen clearly, and old witches who look like villains...

Of course, there are also non-human ones.

For example, now, there is a goblin sitting on the far right of the bar, carrying a broken bag, cheating everywhere but claiming to be a wandering merchant.

Not far from it, there is also a centaur who ran out of an unknown tribe and is keen on fortune-telling for wizards.

"Bang!"

The door of the Oak Barrel Bar was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and some people turned their heads to take a look subconsciously.

The person who came in was a weak-looking wizard wearing a pair of glasses. He looked like a civilian who often sat in the office of the Ministry of Magic to write reports.

It was probably another tourist who came here because of its reputation...

After all, the Romanian Fire Dragon Sanctuary is quite famous, and there are many tourists who come here every year because of its reputation.

People didn't care, and turned around to continue drinking and bragging. Only a few regular customers would occasionally whisper that the shrewd old Brown could make a small fortune by selling fake wine.

But no one would bother to remind them...It's just a tourist, it doesn't matter what happens, as long as they drink the real thing.

After entering the bar, the wizard didn't stop, nor did he go to the bar to order a drink, and went straight to a table in the corner.

There were two people sitting there, one was a burly man with a thick beard, and the other was wearing a black robe, hiding his entire face under a wide hood.

"Roy failed."

After the bespectacled wizard sat down, he picked up the dragon brandy on the table and poured himself a glass, then continued: "Of the twelve people, except Roy who betrayed his companions and ran away, all the others had their wands confiscated.

Just now, the Aurors from the Romanian Ministry of Magic took them all away."

"I said before that he couldn't succeed..."

The hooded wizard shook the brandy in the glass, "But that idiot just didn't believe it."

"But I've heard about their plan, and I think there should be no problem."

The burly man opposite him drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, frowned and said: "The end of the melee happened to be the most tired time for the dragon breeders. In that state, it was almost impossible for them to use Apparition. It was The worst time for mobility.

Twelve people, one of them acts as bait to attract attention, and the rest attack from different directions... Those dragon breeders simply cannot react.

Even if they can't Apparate with dragon eggs, they are using the best brooms, there is no reason to be caught in one fell swoop. "

"Just because dragon breeders can't Apparate doesn't mean that others can't. Have you forgotten those who were invited?"

"Or do you think they are all weak scholars?"

"Don't be ridiculous. The hooded wizard sneered: "Dealing with magical animals is not like visiting a Muggle zoo... Those who are not strong have died in some forest long ago, and the rest of them, who are still famous, are almost not good people.

The old woman in North America once had a record of killing giants.

And Newt Scamander is even more exaggerated. When he was young, he even fought with Grindelwald many times, and he is still alive today... In the wizarding world, there are not many people who can do this."

"But that was more than 60 years ago. "The bespectacled wizard said casually: "He is old now."

"Dumbledore is old too." The hooded wizard sneered: "How about you challenge him? Maybe you can become famous in one battle."

"Puff!"

The bespectacled wizard was choked and sprayed all the wine on the face of the strong man opposite.

"Firwin, you..."

"Sorry, Larry."

The bespectacled wizard...the man called Firwin apologized quickly, then turned to the other side and said helplessly:

"Please, don't say such scary words. Challenge Dumbledore? I haven't lived enough..."

"Since you know, you should understand that the strength of wizards will not weaken with age."

The hooded wizard glanced at him, "And there are also young ones...that Chris.

Twelve years ago, he had just graduated from Hogwarts for a few years. On a full moon night, he beat two transformed werewolves by himself and made them flee.

Five years ago, he also captured a Peruvian venomous dragon that went crazy due to the influence of black magic. Remember, it was captured alive, not killed.

Do you think Roy's group is more powerful than the werewolves after transformation, or more difficult to deal with than the crazy Peruvian venomous dragon. "

"..."

Phil Wen and the strong man Cary were silent.

If Roy, the idiot, had such strength, he would not have to betray his companions to escape.

"What should we do then?"

Larry asked: "Wait until those people leave before taking action... They won't stay here forever."

"Take action? What action?"

"Didn't you say before..."

"I'll remind you one last time, Larry." The hooded wizard raised his head, revealing a familiar face.

He said coldly: "We are just here for fun. If you accidentally spill the beans or make any stupid mistakes, I don't mind letting you stay here forever, keeping company with those dragon eggs."

"I, I know..." The strong man immediately shut his mouth.

The atmosphere was a bit stiff.

Fairwin hurriedly smoothed things over and consoled him: "The reserve has obviously been prepared for this. People like Roy are the best examples. If you don't want to be with them, just listen to Oren and just watch the excitement."

Then he turned his head and changed the subject: "And you, Oren, I just wanted to say, why are you wearing a hood in the bar, do you think you are not conspicuous enough?"

"Just in case."

Oren took off his hood, "There is a dragon breeder named Charlie who knows me. If he sees me, I will be in trouble.

I have things to do now, but I don't have time to deal with those hyena-like Aurors and strikers. "

"Haha... aren't you his professor? Why are you afraid of your own students?"

Fairwin smiled and joked: “But every time I talk about this, I find it incredible.

In order to avoid the Ministry of Magic's extensive search, you actually went to Hogwarts to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for a year, and even escaped successfully after being discovered. You are really yours. "

"I've always had good luck."

Oren stood up and said, "Let's go back to bed. This wine is good. You can buy two bottles to take with you later."

"Fine."

Fairwin shrugged, walked to the bar with the empty bottle, and said to the old wizard who was cleaning the glass: "Here, two more bottles."

"Fire Dragon Brandy?" The old wizard raised his head, "Thirty galleons a bottle."

"Is it so expensive?" Philwin paused as he took out the money.

"I have been selling Fire Dragon Brandy for fifty years and it has always been at this price. If you don't believe me, you can ask other people. Everyone is the same."

The old wizard said: "But if you buy two bottles, I can give you a discount."

"How many?"

"Fifty-nine galleons and ten sickles."

What is this, 99% off?

Fairwin was a little speechless, but he still took out sixty galleons.

"Two bottles, please."

It wasn't that he cared about the discount on the nine siko, the main thing was that the wine tasted really good and he liked it quite a lot.

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Thanks to book friends Trooper1770; Hai Ziyuan; Xiao Da*, for the reward