Chapter 318

Leaky Cauldron.

An Egyptian wizard wrapped in a black robe is asking the shopkeeper Tom in broken English, "So, here, won't be seen by Muggles?"

"No, I will supplement the Muggle-Repelling Charm every day." Tom said.

"What kind of wizards come here?" The other party asked again.

"What do you mean? Many people come here because some young wizards need to enter Diagon Alley from here." Tom said.

"Have you verified their identities?"

"What?" Tom was stunned, "Verify whose identity? People entering the store? How is that possible?"

"Then how can you be sure they are all wizards?"

"Muggles also come here, Muggles also need to enter Diagon Alley through here." Tom tried to explain.

"So, there are Muggles who can know about this place?"

"Yes, but this doesn't affect..."

"As a gateway to the wizarding world, haven't you considered the risk of exposing the existence of the wizarding world yourself?"

"No, I mean, those Muggles are usually bringing young wizards to Diagon Alley to buy things. They need to exchange money... and young wizards need parents to accompany them..."

"You haven't verified their identities, how can you be sure the other party is the parent of a young wizard, rather than a Muggle conspirator with ulterior motives, like an anti-wizard extremist like the Second Salemers?"

"I, I..."

"Oh! Merlin's rot! Enough!" A wizard who was drinking slammed his wine glass on the table, "Let that poor man go, he is just a hotel owner, he doesn't need to bear the obligation of protecting the wizarding world!"

"Who are you?" The Egyptian wizard asked.

"Why, do you want to write down my name?" The other party glared at him fiercely, "Do you investigators have nothing to do? All day long you only know how to harass everyone!"

"I must correct you, complying with the Wizarding Secrecy Act is the obligation of every wizard." The Egyptian wizard said, "But I find that you British people don't seem to care about this point."

"You'd better think carefully about your words before they come out, sir!" Another wizard stood up, "This is the UK, not a place where you can run wild!"

"Truly amazing," The Egyptian wizard sneered, "But guess what, the one who ordered us to come here to investigate you is a British wizard. It's your Dumbledore."

"What did you say?!" This sentence ignited the anger of the wizards in an instant. Several people stood up and were about to rush up. Tom hurriedly blocked in front of them, "Calm down, gentlemen, don't fight, the other party is an investigator..."

"Fuck the investigator!" Someone cursed, "We British wizards don't need others to point fingers!"

"The Wizarding Secrecy Act is an international law," The Egyptian wizard still had a slow tone, "We have the power to review you."

"Sorry, sir, please leave my tavern." Tom saw that a conflict was about to break out, and also cooled his face, "You are not welcome here."

"Hmph. Dissatisfied with the Wizarding Secrecy Act." The Egyptian wizard muttered while writing something in a small notebook, but finally left.

"Fuck the Secrecy Act, fuck the investigator!" After the Egyptian wizard left, a burst of curses immediately sounded in the tavern.

"I really don't know what Dumbledore is thinking, letting others investigate us!"

"I hope the Ministry of Magic will drive this group of guys away quickly! Like a group of flies, it's really disgusting."

In the corner, Sirius put down his glass and frowned.

These investigators have already caused dissatisfaction among all British wizards. No matter what they want to do, it is unlikely to succeed.

Now he has confirmed that these wizards were not controlled; their behavior seems to be planned to anger everyone, and they should have been swapped.

So where are the real investigators now?

……

"Four months!" Mary Thompson was like a lunatic, her hair messy, and her face hadn't been washed for several days, her whole face full of mania and haggardness, "We must leave here!"

"But we don't have wands..." Conrad frowned, "However, you are right, we must escape here, otherwise, Murphy might lock us up until we die."

"I still have some magic I can use..." Goblin Blin's ugly face also drooped. Recently, he hasn't been so arrogant, and he doesn't even curse every day. He now realizes that his fate has been tied to these stupid wizards.

"Can you let us leave?" Mary asked immediately.

"Not really, but maybe I can pass a message to the outside..." The goblin said, "I can make gold coins into coins that can talk. Throw them out, maybe someone will pick them up, and then we can pass our news."

Goblins are not allowed to use wands, but the making of goblin gold coins doesn't need to use wands, just prepare the ritual.

"But we don't have gold coins." Conrad said.

After entering the courtyard, everything on their bodies was taken away, let alone gold coins, not even a Knut.

"I, I have." Goblin Blin said, "Before they searched us, I hid a few gold coins."

Hid?

Hid where?

At that time, they were all ordered to be naked, where on their bodies could they hide things?

Wouldn't it be...

Everyone looked at the goblin.

"I put the gold coins in my mouth, and in my nose." The goblin said. They have big mouths and big noses, so hiding a few gold coins is really not a problem.

"Oh..." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

So two days later, they made a few gold coins and threw one out every once in a while. Their courtyard is not far from Diagon Alley, and the traffic is not small. Once someone picks it up, they can talk to the other party, and then they have hope.

……

"Lord Murphy," an Auror placed a few gold coins on a tray and handed them to Murphy, "These are the goblin gold coins they made, but they were intercepted by us."

These goblin gold coins are now too far away and have no signal.

Murphy glanced at it, "It took so long to think of this method, I don't know whether to say they are stupid or too leisurely."

"How many gold coins are left in their hands?"

"There should be at most two or three left." The Auror said.

"Wait another day," Murphy said, "Then start closing the net."

The fish that should be caught have basically been caught. The people in the British wizarding world who are still jumping around trying to oppose Murphy have basically entered Azkaban.

And they have also successfully attracted enough hatred. It is time to give the public an explanation and let everyone vent their anger.

(End of chapter)