Chapter 214 Gentlemen, Please Be Polite

"This is someone we've met before."

When Tang Sen walked down the creaking stairs of the Leaky Cauldron, he could already hear the low voices of the guests in the bar discussing.

"Yesterday at noon, right? He entered Diagon Alley through the back door of the Leaky Cauldron with a golden cane."

"Yes, that's an impressive person. At the time, I only thought he was a foreign wizard. I didn't expect that he was actually a dark wizard who had illegally entered the country. Judging from the reported remarks, the other person was a pure lunatic."

"He doesn't look like a madman. I mean, I've seen a lot of madmen, but nothing like him. Just believe half of what the Daily Prophet says."

"That's right, for example, we can all see how far-fetched the report about Professor Tang is, Sirius? If he had the ability to rob a prison under the guard of so many dementors, he wouldn't have been imprisoned for so long in the first place. .”

"Even if it wasn't done by the mysterious man, it must be related to the former Death Eaters. According to internal information revealed by my friends at the Ministry of Magic, all the ten prisoners rescued were former Death Eaters. To the mysterious man The most loyal ones.”

"But doesn't it say that Professor Tang personally admitted that his prediction did not include the mysterious man?"

"Are you willing to believe in Fudge, Umbridge, and Rita Skeeter, or are you willing to believe in Professor Dumbledore and Professor Tang who has truly demonstrated divination?"

"Oh, just in time -" the regulars noticed Tang Sen walking down and nodded repeatedly. Someone shouted: "Professor Tang, is what the newspaper said true? About the mysterious man -"

With a relaxed smile on his face, Tang Sen said, "I just saw the newspaper. To be honest, I was a little surprised."

"So, Fudge lied?" the regular asked: "Your prediction about the mysterious man is true, right?"

"I am just a divination professor, friend." Tang Sen spread his hands and said: "I am not interested in these newspapers or these rumors, and I have no intention to interfere in the internal affairs of the British Ministry of Magic. What I do is just to I just demonstrated some divination techniques to the students in class."

"As for whether everyone believes it or not, that is not something that the fortune teller can control."

The regulars suddenly became angry and said: "But the Ministry of Magic has tampered with your prediction and even tried to deceive everyone. If the mysterious man is really resurrected, I mean, Professor Dumbledore has mentioned this matter more than once, but the Ministry of Magic has We have always denied it, but if this is true, we should have the right to know and be prepared."

"Otherwise, we will be killed by Fudge's stupidity and those comments from the Daily Prophet!"

Tang Sen smiled helplessly and said, "If Professor Dumbledore's words can't be trusted by everyone, what's the use of what I say?"

He ended the topic, raised his hand and waved, saying: "Old Tom, give me a drink, I have to get ready to go to class."

"Butterbeer?" Old Tom got out from behind the bar.

"No, non-alcoholic drinks are better." Tang Sen said: "I don't want to appear in front of my students smelling of alcohol."

"Professor Tang——" The regulars were a little reluctant and said, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that your prediction is correct. If you can publish a statement in the Daily Prophet——"

"This makes no sense." Tang Sen took the drink handed over by Old Tom and said: "Those who are willing to believe the truth must have woken up, and those who are unwilling to believe it, even if I make countless predictions, for them It’s meaningless.”

He took a sip and said: "You should never try to wake up a person who is pretending to sleep."

Seeing that the regulars were still unwilling to ask questions, Old Tom patted the table and said, "Okay, give Professor Tang some time to enjoy his drink. If you have any questions, why don't you go to the Ministry of Magic?"

"Or go to Professor Dumbledore. You can't expect a diviner to wave a wand to help you block the mysterious man, right?"

Tang Sen smiled: "If necessary, of course I can. Although I don't think I can be more powerful than everyone here in the use of magic spells."

He joked: "After all, for a diviner, I don't have that many opportunities to use magic spells."

There was good-natured laughter in the tavern. Of course, a diviner would not have too much power. This was normal and in line with everyone's imagination.

Tang Sen pulled out a paper figurine without leaving a trace while laughing, and gently rubbed his fingers on the paper figurine. His expression became dull for a moment, but the next moment, he regained his energy.

No one noticed this insignificant little detail, because the door of the Leaky Cauldron was pushed open, and a man walked in unhurriedly.

Boom--boom--

The golden cane in his hand hit the wooden floor along with the sound of footsteps, which became particularly clear after the sudden stop of laughter.

"Magician!" A guest's stool made a harsh creaking sound. He stood up from his seat in a panic and stared at the well-dressed guest.

"What are you going to do?!" He reflexively pulled out his wand and pointed it at the magician.

The other guests also stood up and took out their wands.

Old Tom jumped out from behind the bar, stood in front of Tang Sen, and whispered: "Professor Tang, don't worry, if anything happens, Chuck will take you out of here."

Chuck is the house elf of the Leaky Cauldron. This creature is born with the ability to cast spells. Even without a wand, it can easily apparate.

Tang Sen, who was sitting at the bar, stood up, showed a vigilant expression like the others, and drew out his wand.

His movements weren't very smooth, but no one noticed.

Everyone looked at the magician, but the newly released wanted man of the British Ministry of Magic did not show any fear or panic, but instead showed a satisfied smile.

"It seems that everyone already knows me?" He smiled and said: "This is really good news. I don't like to introduce myself every time."

"No matter what your purpose is, leave here immediately, wizard!" Old Tom said solemnly: "This is the Leaky Cauldron, not a place where you can mess around."

"What are you doing?" The magician shook his head: "No, if I were going to do anything to you, you should already be a corpse."

He looked around at the guests and said softly: "My suggestion is, let's be polite and don't point the wand at me. I must remind you that I hate rude people."

"Madman! Do you think you can deal with so many of us by yourself?" a guest shouted: "I remember the reward given to him by the Ministry of Magic was several hundred Galleons? Let's all join together, subdue him and send him to the Ministry of Magic !”

Everyone was hesitant. The guests at the Leaky Cauldron were not dark wizards. Most of them had not used spells to fight for a long time. This was normal in the British wizarding world. Most wizards could probably use it well. Magic, such as a Levitation Charm, Apparition or Restoration Charm.

But combat magic is a bit difficult.

Simple spells like "Expelliarmus" and "Upside Down" are fine, but if it's a difficult one like "Shattered to Bones" or "Burning Flame", perhaps students who have just graduated from Hogwarts need to be more proficient. Some.

In fact, in this environment, wizards who follow the steps rarely have the opportunity to take action.

Of course, even a simple spell can be considered a threat with the advantage of numbers. However, for everyone, it is indeed difficult to attack an unknown wizard, especially when the opponent already has several lives on his body. It takes courage.

They preferred to wait until the Auror arrived and leave the hands-on work to professionals.

The atmosphere became awkward until the magician chuckled and said, "It seems no one is planning to take action? That's good. I don't want to kill you."

He snapped his fingers, and the wands pointed at him by the wizards suddenly began to twist. The heads of the wands turned into venomous snakes that preyed on others. They turned around, made a hissing sound, and swung towards each wizard's face. Bite away.

The wizards were startled and reflexively shook off the poisonous snakes in their hands.

The next moment, the poisonous snakes turned into wands again and fell to the ground with a crackle.

"Wandless Transfiguration?"

Old Tom showed a bewildered look. He was more experienced than other wizards, so he shouted in disbelief: "How is it possible? No one can do such a thing!"

It's not that you can't transform without a wand. Although there are very few people who can do this, Old Tom at least knows that Dumbledore can do it, but directly transform the wand in the opponent's hand into something else?

No, it's not magic at all!

If this kind of thing can be done, then why do wizards use wands? Faced with wizards who can transform, wizards who can't cast spells without a wand should just quit the magic world!

"It's just some simple little tricks." The magician ignored the wands on the ground. Instead, he walked to the bar slowly and slowly with his cane and said, "I think compared to having your life taken away, Taking away the wand might be more acceptable."

"This can also prevent some regrettable incidents from happening."

He sighed, looked at everyone with his blue eyes, and said: "What I mean is, except for hopeless idiots, I am not willing to kill any wizard. Every wizard is to the world, They are all valuable assets.”

"You killed two people yesterday!" someone shouted.

"Three." The magician held out three fingers and corrected: "Last night, I was going to visit a very famous figure in the British magic world, but what was disappointing was that only one of him was left there. Servant."

"That was a very rude gentleman, he greeted me with the Cruciatus Curse - it was stupid behavior."

"Idiots have no value in living."

In yesterday's chapter, it was written that Smaug was not sure of defeating Voldemort head-on, and many book friends thought it was unreasonable and overpowered his ability to fight.

So to explain a little bit, when I wrote about Smaug in the second volume, I used the image of Smaug shown in the movie. I also wrote it in the third volume. Smaug can crush extraordinary people below the demigod, but he will still be defeated. Injured by means of demigods or above.

It is a majestic creature with a body length of hundreds of meters. It can deal with most enemies with its body and dragon flames, but it can also be injured. Its scales can defend against certain physical damage and magic damage, but they are not immune.

Voldemort may not be able to kill Smaug, but it is definitely impossible for Smaug to defeat Voldemort unless the other party is crazy enough to stand with Smaug and directly receive Smaug's attack. What I mean is that Voldemort is different from the shepherd in the previous volume. Even if he behaves No matter how weak he is, he can still use Apparition in battle.

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