Chapter 340 Return
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
Mr. Carmichael took out two cushions from the cabinet and placed them gently on the floor.
Mundungus didn't intend to play any tricks. He bent down and knelt face to face with him, and took his extended right hand.
As a witness to the oath, Glenn gently tapped their intertwined hands with the tip of his wand.
Faint magic fluctuations spread out, and Mr. Carmichael said solemnly: "Mundungus Fletcher, are you willing not to tell anyone except Dumbledore before getting permission from me and Glenn?" Does anyone have any secrets about this store?”
"I do." Mundungus nodded without hesitation.
The rosewood wand shook slightly, and a dazzling thin line shot out from the tip of the wand, like a red-hot metal wire, slowly extending and wrapping around the two hands they held.
The magic thread is as light as a feather.The moment it came into contact with the skin on their hands, the light suddenly became much brighter, but there was no burning sensation.
The dazzling light dimmed little by little until it disappeared, leaving no trace on their hands.
"That's all." Mr. Carmichael stood up and rearranged the cushions.
Glenn also put his wand back on his waist, stretched out his hand towards Mundungus, and said, "Okay, take out the money bag. The Malfoy family is still waiting in the dark room next to it."
Mundungus quickly reached into his arms and took out an exquisite money bag made of exquisite materials and excellent craftsmanship.
Glenn took it in his hand and couldn't help but frown. The money bag already had the unique mixed smell of Mundungus.
"If you don't want to go to all this trouble and get caught in the end, you'd better find a way to get rid of this disgusting smell on yourself." He said with disgust, "It's because of this smell that Kamich and I Mr. Er guessed that you were the one who stole things so easily."
He said, drawing out his wand again and dispelling the lingering smell on the money bag.
Mundungus showed another look of realization.
"No wonder I was still discovered by you even though I was disguised...it turns out to be the smell." He patted his forehead in frustration, "I will definitely quit smoking in the future!"
"It doesn't matter whether you quit smoking or not. If you suddenly lose the smell of cigarettes, it might attract others' attention." Glenn thought for a while and pointed, "But you must throw away all the low-quality tobacco you have now. The flavor of that stuff is so long-lasting and very distinctive.”
"Absolutely!" Mundungus nodded repeatedly and agreed repeatedly.
"Okay, it's almost time for us to go, don't keep the Malfoy family waiting." Glenn ignored him and said to the two Dearborns, "As for this guy's work, Mr. Carmichael, Please take him to get acquainted with him later."
"No problem." Mr. Carmichael agreed.
To him, although Mundungus was full of bad habits, he was better at being smart. He also hung out with those people all the year round and was quite familiar with each other.
With his help, the following intelligence work will be much easier; and, bound by an unbreakable oath, he is more trustworthy than other employees in most cases.
"By the way," as soon as he walked out of the door, Glenn thought of something and turned back to ask, "You didn't tell any of your fair-weather friends about stealing Malfoy's wallet this time, right?"
"No, no!" Mundungus waved his hands repeatedly, "I originally wanted to say something, but luckily I never got the chance to interject. As soon as I found the opportunity, Lucas grabbed me."
"That's good." Glenn breathed a sigh of relief.If this guy had no idea and exposed himself in advance, he would have to spend a lot of time playing tricks on Lucius Malfoy.
"Also, before you go back to drink, don't forget to prepare a reliable reason to explain why you were dragged here." Before leaving, Glenn gave another instruction.
This is actually a bit redundant.If Mundungus didn't even have this minimum adaptability, he would not be qualified to assist Carmichael in completing intelligence work.
The three of them took care of Mundungus and returned directly from the entrance of the shop to the darkroom where the Malfoys were waiting.
"How's it going? Did you find it?" Draco finally lost his composure. As soon as he saw the three people entering the door, he immediately came over and asked impatiently.
Glenn glanced back to make sure there was no one behind him, then closed the door and took out the money bag that had dissipated the smell from his pocket.
Lucius's eyes lit up, but he still remained somewhat reserved and did not reach out to pick it up in a hurry.
But Draco obviously didn't have this patience. He took the money bag as if he had found a treasure and showed a sincere smile.
"Great, father! We have found the money bag, and we don't have to worry about being punished by the Dark Lord!" He turned around and said with excitement.
It is a bit ironic that the young master of the Malfoy family is so happy just for the mere few hundred galleons he lost and recovered.
"How did I educate you, Draco, to keep your composure no matter what the situation is." Lucius frowned, scolded him softly, and then said to Glenn, "Thanks to you this time. Please help, little Mr. Ollivander, I really don’t know how to express my gratitude.”
After all, he was still accustomed to the life he had when he had money. Although it declined, the aristocratic habits were difficult to change for a while.Although Glenn said from the beginning that he relied on Carmichael for help, he still subconsciously ignored an ordinary second-hand store owner.
Draco also expressed his gratitude hurriedly: "Thank you very much. I was not sensible before and always wanted to trouble you when I was at Hogwarts. Now it seems that I am really too ignorant. For the sake of the past I want to apologize to you."
Glenn looked at his serious look, suppressed a smile and waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I didn't suffer much anyway."
He said this, still worrying about Draco's face.In fact, not only did he never suffer any loss in the conflicts that occurred in the school, but he actually caused the other party to be even more miserable than in the original work, and even indirectly caused the other party to be possessed by the remnant soul of a noseless monster for several months. .
If it weren't for his several saucy moves, the Malfoy family wouldn't be in this situation.
"In addition, I still have to say that the problem was successfully solved this time thanks to Mr. Carmichael's interpersonal relationship." Glenn continued, "But it is still a bit of a pity. Although Mr. Carmichael's friend helped to get it back, He stole the money bag, but he still refused to reveal the identity of the thief."
Draco looked a little regretful when he heard that he could not catch the thief himself, but Lucius was obviously more wise. He shook his head gratefully and said repeatedly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! It's already good to find the money bag." !”
Mundungus didn't intend to play any tricks. He bent down and knelt face to face with him, and took his extended right hand.
As a witness to the oath, Glenn gently tapped their intertwined hands with the tip of his wand.
Faint magic fluctuations spread out, and Mr. Carmichael said solemnly: "Mundungus Fletcher, are you willing not to tell anyone except Dumbledore before getting permission from me and Glenn?" Does anyone have any secrets about this store?”
"I do." Mundungus nodded without hesitation.
The rosewood wand shook slightly, and a dazzling thin line shot out from the tip of the wand, like a red-hot metal wire, slowly extending and wrapping around the two hands they held.
The magic thread is as light as a feather.The moment it came into contact with the skin on their hands, the light suddenly became much brighter, but there was no burning sensation.
The dazzling light dimmed little by little until it disappeared, leaving no trace on their hands.
"That's all." Mr. Carmichael stood up and rearranged the cushions.
Glenn also put his wand back on his waist, stretched out his hand towards Mundungus, and said, "Okay, take out the money bag. The Malfoy family is still waiting in the dark room next to it."
Mundungus quickly reached into his arms and took out an exquisite money bag made of exquisite materials and excellent craftsmanship.
Glenn took it in his hand and couldn't help but frown. The money bag already had the unique mixed smell of Mundungus.
"If you don't want to go to all this trouble and get caught in the end, you'd better find a way to get rid of this disgusting smell on yourself." He said with disgust, "It's because of this smell that Kamich and I Mr. Er guessed that you were the one who stole things so easily."
He said, drawing out his wand again and dispelling the lingering smell on the money bag.
Mundungus showed another look of realization.
"No wonder I was still discovered by you even though I was disguised...it turns out to be the smell." He patted his forehead in frustration, "I will definitely quit smoking in the future!"
"It doesn't matter whether you quit smoking or not. If you suddenly lose the smell of cigarettes, it might attract others' attention." Glenn thought for a while and pointed, "But you must throw away all the low-quality tobacco you have now. The flavor of that stuff is so long-lasting and very distinctive.”
"Absolutely!" Mundungus nodded repeatedly and agreed repeatedly.
"Okay, it's almost time for us to go, don't keep the Malfoy family waiting." Glenn ignored him and said to the two Dearborns, "As for this guy's work, Mr. Carmichael, Please take him to get acquainted with him later."
"No problem." Mr. Carmichael agreed.
To him, although Mundungus was full of bad habits, he was better at being smart. He also hung out with those people all the year round and was quite familiar with each other.
With his help, the following intelligence work will be much easier; and, bound by an unbreakable oath, he is more trustworthy than other employees in most cases.
"By the way," as soon as he walked out of the door, Glenn thought of something and turned back to ask, "You didn't tell any of your fair-weather friends about stealing Malfoy's wallet this time, right?"
"No, no!" Mundungus waved his hands repeatedly, "I originally wanted to say something, but luckily I never got the chance to interject. As soon as I found the opportunity, Lucas grabbed me."
"That's good." Glenn breathed a sigh of relief.If this guy had no idea and exposed himself in advance, he would have to spend a lot of time playing tricks on Lucius Malfoy.
"Also, before you go back to drink, don't forget to prepare a reliable reason to explain why you were dragged here." Before leaving, Glenn gave another instruction.
This is actually a bit redundant.If Mundungus didn't even have this minimum adaptability, he would not be qualified to assist Carmichael in completing intelligence work.
The three of them took care of Mundungus and returned directly from the entrance of the shop to the darkroom where the Malfoys were waiting.
"How's it going? Did you find it?" Draco finally lost his composure. As soon as he saw the three people entering the door, he immediately came over and asked impatiently.
Glenn glanced back to make sure there was no one behind him, then closed the door and took out the money bag that had dissipated the smell from his pocket.
Lucius's eyes lit up, but he still remained somewhat reserved and did not reach out to pick it up in a hurry.
But Draco obviously didn't have this patience. He took the money bag as if he had found a treasure and showed a sincere smile.
"Great, father! We have found the money bag, and we don't have to worry about being punished by the Dark Lord!" He turned around and said with excitement.
It is a bit ironic that the young master of the Malfoy family is so happy just for the mere few hundred galleons he lost and recovered.
"How did I educate you, Draco, to keep your composure no matter what the situation is." Lucius frowned, scolded him softly, and then said to Glenn, "Thanks to you this time. Please help, little Mr. Ollivander, I really don’t know how to express my gratitude.”
After all, he was still accustomed to the life he had when he had money. Although it declined, the aristocratic habits were difficult to change for a while.Although Glenn said from the beginning that he relied on Carmichael for help, he still subconsciously ignored an ordinary second-hand store owner.
Draco also expressed his gratitude hurriedly: "Thank you very much. I was not sensible before and always wanted to trouble you when I was at Hogwarts. Now it seems that I am really too ignorant. For the sake of the past I want to apologize to you."
Glenn looked at his serious look, suppressed a smile and waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I didn't suffer much anyway."
He said this, still worrying about Draco's face.In fact, not only did he never suffer any loss in the conflicts that occurred in the school, but he actually caused the other party to be even more miserable than in the original work, and even indirectly caused the other party to be possessed by the remnant soul of a noseless monster for several months. .
If it weren't for his several saucy moves, the Malfoy family wouldn't be in this situation.
"In addition, I still have to say that the problem was successfully solved this time thanks to Mr. Carmichael's interpersonal relationship." Glenn continued, "But it is still a bit of a pity. Although Mr. Carmichael's friend helped to get it back, He stole the money bag, but he still refused to reveal the identity of the thief."
Draco looked a little regretful when he heard that he could not catch the thief himself, but Lucius was obviously more wise. He shook his head gratefully and said repeatedly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! It's already good to find the money bag." !”
