Chapter 186 Voldemort's Visit to the Bar

The Hog's Head Inn in Hogsmeade, this is the 22nd day that Quirrell, who has wrapped himself up tightly, has tried his luck here. However, as expected, Hagrid still did not show up. Quirrell really couldn't imagine what kind of power could make a guy who loves alcohol not come to the pub for nearly a month.

Just as the disappointed Quirrell was about to get up to pay the bill, he accidentally overheard the conversation between two drunks at the next table.

"How long has it been since Hagrid came?" one of them asked unconsciously.

"It's been a long time, who knows! Carter, why did you suddenly mention him?" another person asked puzzledly.

"Haha, Jeff, you may not know. This big guy is a rare master at adjusting the atmosphere. He doesn't even need to prepare a draft when he brags." Carter laughed.

"Is it true? What did he say?" Jeff was very curious.

"Wow, that's a lot. He said he had a friend with an eight-eyed spider, and he also said he had a pet that was a three-headed dog, hahaha..." Carter laughed as he spoke, looking so happy.

"Is this true? Is this guy so unreliable? They are all magical animals known for their ferocity and cold-bloodedness." Jeff laughed jokingly.

"Who said it wasn't true? In order to increase credibility, he even made up the weaknesses of the three-headed dog. Hahaha." Carter continued.

"Oh, the weakness of the three-headed dog? Then I really want to learn more about it. Tell me quickly." Jeff's curiosity was aroused.

"That's not possible, brother. I have an agreement with him that I cannot reveal these things to anyone, otherwise he will never tell me these interesting stories again." Carter had a mysterious expression.

"Come on, don't keep me in suspense. Even if you tell me, that big idiot doesn't know either." Jeff said dissatisfiedly.

"Really? Don't I know you big mouths? Every one of you in the bar, if I tell you today, everyone in Hogsmeade will know it tomorrow." Carter said unmoved.

After that, no matter how much Jeff pestered him, Carter refused to say another word.

This made Quirrell and Voldemort on the back of his head very depressed. They were just one step away from getting the information they had always dreamed of.

However, Quirrell was not panicked at all. As long as the drunkard left the bar, with just a little Imperius Curse, he would know everything...

But at this moment, the drunk Carter spoke again: "Are those bastards coming? If not, I will leave with those Aurors from the Ministry of Magic." As he said that, he pointed to a few people in the corner of the bar.

Then he lowered his voice and continued, "You know how violent those black-robed wizards were before. Although I don't know where they are hiding now, we should always be prepared, right? If we can travel with the Aurors, we won't have to be afraid of anything."

Hearing this, Jeff enviously said, "Yeah, you are pretty rich now, hooking up with a big shot. This trip will take a year, right?"

"At least a year. If it develops really well, maybe longer." Carter became more and more proud.

"So you should meet those guys. After all, you are your best friends. Everyone will rely on you in the future." Jeff advised.

"Well, it's a farewell drink after all, so let's wait another half an hour. If they don't come, don't blame me." Carter finally agreed.

But Quirrell was getting a little anxious. This guy was leaving in half an hour? And there were Aurors accompanying him? Although he was not afraid of these people, he would never allow some unnecessary unexpected situations to affect his overall plan.

After thinking it over, Qi Luo came to the next table and said, "Hey, friend, I want to make a deal with you."

Carter was stunned, but asked cautiously: "Who are you? I don't seem to know you."

Quirrell took out a small bag of gold Galleons and shook it, then said, "Don't we know each other now?"

"Okay, tell me what your deal is." Although Carter was tempted by the sound of the gold galleons hitting his wallet, he still had a deep sense of vigilance in his eyes. While he was talking, he kept looking at the Aurors in the corner.

"Don't be nervous, my friend, let's get straight to the point. It's actually quite funny. I was just attracted by the little story you just told, and I wanted to satisfy my curiosity. What weakness of the three-headed dog did the big fool you mentioned say?" Quirrell said with a smile.

"Wow, you must have heard it just now. I won't tell anyone about it. I am a man of my word," Carter replied.

"To hell with the so-called credibility, hahaha, it's just that the other party paid too low a stake. I believe you are a smart man." Quirrell tempted.

"Too low? Then how much can you give?" Carter sneered.

"How about 1000 gold galleons?" Quirrell offered.

"Haha, who are you looking down on? I'm going to be rich soon, will I ruin my reputation because of this little money?" Carter said dissatisfiedly.

"Isn't this enough for an adult wizard to spend for at least a year? I advise you not to be greedy." Quirrell's eyes turned cold.

But Carter obviously didn't buy it. He didn't even say a word and just wanted to get up and leave.

Quirrell panicked, he felt Voldemort's anger coming from behind his head!

"No, brother, it's just a joke. I just think... okay, okay, you win. Here, 2000 gold Galleons." Seeing that Carter still wanted to turn around, he quickly said, "Of course, there's also this." As he said that, he carefully opened a snakeskin bag, revealing a corner of it.

Carter was shocked when he saw the contents of the snakeskin bag, but then he became greedy. He asked cautiously, "What is this?"

"It's exactly what you were thinking of, my friend." Quirrell gave an affirmative answer, and then he asked, "How about it? The price is not low, is it?"

"Of course, of course, sir, you are so generous!" Carter was ecstatic at this time, and he reached out directly and wanted to take the bag.

Seeing this, Qi Luo took back the snakeskin bag directly: "I have expressed my sincerity, what about you? How can I believe that what you said is not a lie?"

"Do I need to do this? Just to lie to a fool's drunken talk?" Kurt said impatiently. But the next moment, he suddenly became alert and said calmly: "Sorry, sir, I really can't prove anything. If you feel that my words are unbelievable, then cancel this deal." After that, he directly distanced himself from Quirrell.

"Don't be like that, I'm just asking." Quirrell explained, looking directly into the other's eyes. But the next moment, he groaned, and Voldemort's voice appeared in his mind: "Asshole, this bastard has something on him that can prevent Legilimency."

Seeing this, Carter felt something was wrong and turned around to leave.

Quirrell was really anxious now. He grabbed the other person and said, "Okay, friend. This is yours. Now please satisfy my curiosity." As he said that, he stuffed a small bag of gold galleons and a snakeskin bag directly into Carter's arms.

Carter smiled with satisfaction when he saw this. After carefully checking and putting everything away, he whispered mysteriously, "That big fool actually said that the three-headed dog would fall asleep when it heard music, hahahaha!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Luo's eyes turned extremely cold: "Friend, I have shown enough sincerity, but you actually lied to me in such a clumsy way. Do you think I am easy to bully?"

The drunk man immediately said seriously: "I didn't believe it at the time. But Hagrid said that he raised this three-headed dog since it was a child. When it was a child, Hagrid always used music to coax it to sleep. Over time, it developed this habit..."

Quirrell finally calmed down, and Voldemort in his mind also fell into deep thought. They didn't even notice when the two drunks and the Auror in the corner left the bar...