Chapter 55

The Genie Starting from Marvel

Things were as Frank guessed. Apparition didn't have any problems because of the Holy Light in his body. However, what Frank didn't expect was that spatial movement using Apparition would be so uncomfortable.

It was as if a person had been sandwiched between two pieces of bread, used as a toy by a brat, and finally stuffed into a toaster. In short, it was as uncomfortable as it could be.

Feeling the nausea that hadn't dissipated for a long time, Frank's little face was pale, his throat was constantly vibrating, and the food he had eaten not long ago, after the initial digestion in his stomach, had come back up and was moving up and down in his esophagus.

Lupin on the side patted Frank's back gently. As an old wizard, he knew what Frank's situation was now when he saw Frank like this, because many wizards experiencing it for the first time had reactions even more exaggerated than Frank's.

This is why Apparition has high portability but is not favored by most wizards. In the face of this reason, the difficulty of the spell can only be ranked second.

"Are you a bit better?" About half a minute later, Lupin asked after seeing the blood color reappear on Frank's face.

"No problem." Frank made an 'OK' gesture and replied.

"Then you wait for me here for a moment." Lupin said, walking into the tavern in front of him.

Frank took a deep breath. As the largest wizarding settlement at present, the air quality in Hogsmeade is nothing to say. If it weren't for the strange looks from other wizards, he would be even more comfortable.

In the eyes of those wizards, Frank saw doubt and contempt. It was clearly saying: You're such a big person, and you still have such a big reaction because of Apparition. You look like you didn't study well in school, and you definitely didn't pass the Ministry of Magic's exam.

A moment later, Lupin came out and took Frank to a room. This is a single room. Various decorations are very simple, and only the big bed with four brass pillars and the velvet thin quilt on it are more attractive.

Lupin waved his right hand, and the oil lamp in the room lit up. Lupin doesn't need a wand to cast this kind of simple household life magic.

"You stay here for a while first. I estimate that if it's fast, I will be back tomorrow." Lupin said, taking out some gold Galleons from his pocket and handing them to Frank. "This is some money I helped you exchange. If you need anything, you can call the service staff directly, but remember to tip."

Outside their wizarding world here, if you don't tip, the service staff might spit in the food, or deliberately step on the bed twice. The harm is not considered big in the end.

However, if you don't tip here, the problem is sometimes troublesome. It's too easy for a wizard to add some trouble. Although this kind of waiter is rarely seen in this tavern, one should fear the 'what if' in everything.

"I know, you go quickly." Frank urged. He wants to see Dumbledore more than Lupin now.

Frank left more than half of the Joy Potion for Tony to analyze the data. Now the potion in his hand is only enough for Johnson to use once or twice, and he needs to replenish it as soon as possible.

Lupin stood in place, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to explain something. After a long while, he organized his language and spoke.

"If you encounter a potion seller who is wrapped tightly and looks bitter and deep in hatred here, it's best to stay away from him. If the hair exposed by that person is also oily, it's best not to contact him. Everything waits until I come back."

"No problem, I promise I won't even go out." Frank raised his hand and said. He was actually already prepared to return to the Cabin from here, check Johnson's situation, and come over to wait in the evening.

Lupin thought about it again, and after confirming that he hadn't forgotten to explain anything, he picked up his luggage and walked quickly out of the tavern towards Hogwarts.

In a corner of the tavern, in a place Lupin hadn't noticed, sat a person just like he described.

This man who was told not to wash his hair was precisely the leader of Slytherin House at Hogwarts School and the school's Potions teacher—Mr. Snape.

"That's Lupin?" Snape frowned in doubt. He hadn't seen Lupin for a long time, and he was seeing him from the side, so it was understandable that he couldn't analyze his identity for a while.

By the time Snape got up and chased out with the idea of 'better to kill by mistake than let go', Lupin had already lost his trace.

Snape had no choice but to come to the bar, ask for a Butterbeer, and then steal a glance at the room registration record while the bartender was getting the wine.

During this period, only two guest rooms were occupied. After remembering the room number, Snape turned and walked away directly.

The bartender turned back and found that the guest was gone. He didn't even pay. This was too much.

Next time he really has to add some small ingredients to this kind of person!

Following the stairs to the location of the guest rooms, Snape calmed down and listened to the movement in those two room numbers.

However, the sound insulation effect of the Three Broomsticks rooms is still quite good, and Snape didn't get any information.

After thinking about it, Snape drew his wand, waved it lightly, and the magic turned into an invisible hand, knocked on the door, and then spoke in a slightly mechanized voice. "Hello, room service."

"Get out! I said from the beginning that I didn't need it!" The disturbed wizard was obviously quite angry. He pulled the door open. "I will definitely complain about you to Madam Rosmerta..."

Why is there no one? The disturbed wizard looked left and right, closed the door with some doubt.

Snape then walked out from the dark. Lupin had already left, so the room he booked should be empty. Snape didn't believe that this nasty werewolf could find any companions, except for those few guys who were equally nasty.

Thus, Snape came to the front of the other room and tapped lightly on the door lock with his wand.

Non-verbal spell—Alohomora!

This is a commonly used unlocking spell that can open some locked doors and windows that are not protected by spells.

Of course, the Three Broomsticks guest rooms had an Anti-Alohomora Charm cast on them, but obviously, the caster's technique had a big gap with Snape's, and combined with Snape's special understanding and changes to this spell, the door was still slowly opened.

There was no one in the room, only an opened suitcase on the bed, and the magic oil lamp in front of the window was still lit.

Snape glanced at the velvet on the bed; there were no traces of it having been slept in. In other words, Lupin would most likely come back at night. Otherwise, why would he open a room here for no reason?

No matter what you plan to do... it's time for you to pay the price for the mistakes you made in the past...

Snape sat directly on the chair in the room, facing the room door, his wand flexibly turning between his fingers. He was already prepared to give Lupin a big surprise.