Lupine didn't come until lunch time, having been busy with the newspaper all morning.
Because he had to go to the underground world to communicate with those werewolves during this period, he naturally didn't have much energy to deal with the affairs of the newspaper office. He recommended several excellent editors and managers to Aiwen, many of whom were dug from the "Daily Prophet" over here.
They had considerable experience keeping the newspaper running even in Lupine's absence.
But many important things still require him to make a decision, or mail it to Ivan for a decision.
When he was at Hogwarts, Ivan received such letters for a few minutes every week. After referring to the opinions of Lupine and the newspaper management staff, he discussed with Hermione to make a decision, and then gave feedback.
When he went out to contact the giant some time ago, all these things were left to Hermione and Lupine.
During the month when Ivan and Hermione arrived in Egypt, everything was on Lupine alone.
He had to leave the Underworld every now and then to come back to deal with these things, which made him look even more haggard.
Simply, he has not really integrated into the werewolf group, and if he does, he may disappear for a long time.
Ivan and the others have been eliminating the foxes in the curtains, and this work is more troublesome than imagined.
Kreacher also came to help halfway, but it still took them all morning.
Finally, the curtains stopped humming, and they hung limply, damp from too much spraying, and under them, unconscious foxes lay densely in the bucket, and beside them a In the bowl are their black eggs.
Crookshanks sniffed them, and Fred and George looked at them eagerly.
This thing can be used to configure a powerful love potion, but it is slightly poisonous.
Toxic if taken in certain amounts, Fred and George figured they could handle that toxicity.
"Okay, let's deal with those after lunch."
Mrs. Weasley pointed to the dusty glass-doored cabinets on either side of the mantelpiece, which were filled with all manner of oddities: a collection of rusty short swords, animal paws, a coiled snakeskin , and a large pile of dull, black silver boxes, engraved with incomprehensible ancient characters, and the most unpleasant thing is a decorative crystal bottle with a large opal embedded in the stopper. Full of what was sure to be blood.
Simply put, these are dark magic items or have evil black magic cast on them.
It was neither beautiful nor dangerous to leave these things like this, and naturally Mrs. Weasley couldn't let them be here.
She was going to pack them all up until Sirius came back to deal with them.
Based on what Ivan knew about Sirius, he would probably pack all these things up and throw them away.
He loathed everything in the house, even the last name "Blake."
If so, what a pity!
Ivan beckoned to Kreacher, and told the elf to pick out a few of them and bring them to him.
He was fascinated by the black magic on them, especially those silver boxes carved with ancient writings.
When they had just walked to the kitchen, there was a harsh tinkling of the doorbell.
Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Black's piercing screams echoed again throughout the house.
Mrs. Weasley hurried over to open the door, and along the narrow and dark corridor, everyone saw Mundungus come in, and he was carrying a large stack of crucibles that were crumbling and about to fall.
"It's Mundungus!" Aiwen said, taking out a long parchment list from his pocket, "He probably asked me to get the broomstick material purchase list, we'd better check if there is anything missing thing."
"What did he bring all those cauldrons for?" asked Hermione.
"Maybe I want to find a safe place to hide." Ivan said, and Hermione fell silent.
It made him feel very uncomfortable, which was not Hermione's style.
If it was normal, she would definitely start analyzing this matter directly.
"Surely so!" continued Harry. "Isn't that what he was supposed to be doing the night he was following me? Buying the cauldron of unknown origin?"
"Yes, you are right!"
They saw Mundungus struggling to carry the cauldrons through the door, but Mrs Weasley stopped him.
In the next second, even though they were far away, they could still hear an explosion-like sound, even louder than Mrs. Black's voice, and everyone could clearly hear Mrs. Weasley's screaming at the top of her throat.
"We're not a place to hide stolen goods!" exclaimed Mrs. Weasley, looking at Mundungus angrily. Loads of stolen cauldrons dragged into the house!"
"I like it when Mommy yells at people like that," Fred said.
"That idiot, how could he let her get mad." George shook his head. "She must be distracted early, or she will grow angry and yell for hours on end. Ha Leigh, Mom has been looking forward to giving Mundungus a hard time ever since he sneaked away when he was supposed to be following you."
Sure enough, Mrs Weasley's reprimand continued for a long time.
In the end, Mundungus had to take those crucibles away, and also took Ivan's shopping list and Jin Gallon before leaving.
He obviously didn't intend to buy these things in Diagon Alley, he had his own purchasing channels.
Ivan estimated that it must be in Knockturn Alley or the underground world. If the conditions did not allow it, he really wanted to go and see it with Mundungus.
After lunch, Ivan, Hermione and Lupine set off to Diagon Alley.
Harry wanted to go too, but now he is an important protection object, so he can only stay in the house and can't go anywhere.
As for Ron, Ginny, Fred and George, Mrs. Weasley wouldn't let them out either.
After some spinning, Alvin, Hermione and Lupine appeared in the Leaky Cauldron.
It was as peaceful as it had been a few months ago, without the tension of Voldemort's return.
Because the school's list for the new semester has not yet come out, naturally there are not many students who come to Diagon Alley to purchase.
The Leaky Cauldron is full of cute little witches who come to Diagon Alley from the countryside to buy things, witches who have nothing to do, and a few old wizards who are leisurely drinking wine and playing cards. The bar owner Tom is carefully wiping the glass behind the bar. .
After Lupine left, Ivan and Hermione found a corner table and ordered two glasses of juice.
Hermione had been looking at the material about Harry being attacked by a dementor, and ignored Ivan.
Alvin knew what he had to say to break the silence.
But he found a few topics, but Hermione didn't answer.
"Woman!" Ivan bit the straw, kept Hermione's eyes level, and touched Hermione pitifully with his toes.
Hermione's feet stepped back, and Ivan moved a little further.
After a few seconds of this, Hermione couldn't back down.
She took a deep breath, clenched her fists and prepared to have a good talk with Ivan about what happened last night.
Just as Hermione raised her head, she saw a familiar woman walking in from outside, it was Rita Skeeter.
She looked around, and when she saw Ivan and Hermione, her expression seemed to be forced to drink stinky juice.