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"The meeting is over, Donger!" said Mr. Weasley, "Aven, Harry, and they're here too." ”

"Well, Aven?" said Mundungus, staring painedly at the two men through his messy ginger hair, and jumped to his feet, "Oh my God, he's coming, yes! Are you alright, Harry?"

"It's good. Harry said.

He had seen them before after being attacked by the Dementors, and knew that Dumbledore had put him in charge of his own guards.

But Mundungus left his post on his own because he was going to negotiate a stolen crucible business.

Montungus fumbled around in a few pockets, his eyes still fixed on Harry.

Finally, he pulled out a black pipe covered in dirt.

He shoved the pipe into his mouth, lit it with his wand, and inhaled deeply.

A few seconds later, large puffs of greenish smoke surrounded him, which made him look a little relaxed.

"I have to apologize to you, Harry. A voice muttered from between the stinky smoke, "I was ......"

"I'll warn you one last time, Montungus. Mrs. Weasley said aloud and stepped out of it with a plate, "Please, can you please stop smoking that thing in the kitchen, especially since we're about to eat!"

"Ah!" said Mundungus, "yes, I'm sorry, Molly. ”

He slipped his pipe back into his pocket, and the smoke cleared, but the pungent smell of burnt socks lingered.

"Really, you're all like that. Mrs. Weasley said, putting the food on the table.

Mundungus blinked sadly, waiting until Mrs. Weasley re-entered to breathe a sigh of relief.

It is clear that he has little courage and gives the impression of being unreliable.

But this guy is loyal to Dumbledore, he has been at the bottom of the wizarding world for many years, so he knows a lot of crooks and thieves in the wizarding world, can hear information that ordinary people can't hear, and has many channels to buy and sell contraband.

Aven was going to ask him to help him buy the materials for the broomstick and sell the priceless artworks.

But investigate the price in advance, and don't let him cheat himself too hard.

"Did you see Mrs. Feig again?" asked Mundungus.

"Nope. Harry said, "I didn't see anybody, I was alone in the room for four days. ”

"Look, Harry, I shouldn't have left. Mundungus leaned in, his voice pleading, "But I have a chance to make a big deal......

"yes!" said Harry, not wanting to talk to him about it, but Montungus gushed on.

Evan sat down next to Harry and Ron, feeling something rub against his knee.

He looked down, and it turned out to be Crookshan, Hermione's ginger loop-legged cat.

After deciding to go to Egypt with Aven, Hermione asked Ginny to help bring the cat.

When it saw Evan, it rubbed over affectionately, wrapped its body around Aven's lap, and purred.

As soon as Evan bent down, he sprang up and curled up on his knees.

"I really shouldn't have left, but those crucibles that fell off the broomsticks were of good quality and cheap, at one-fifth of the normal selling price, and it was a big deal, as long as I could take the ......," Mundungus said.

"Actually, I have a big deal to talk to you about. Evan said, scratching Crookshan's ear.

"Well, big deal?!" Mundungus turned his head and looked at Evan in surprise, as if he had just noticed him, "Ah, Evan Hello, I've heard of you, they all say you're a very powerful little wizard, what are you talking about a big deal?"

"Well, I want to design and produce broomsticks. Under the stunned gaze of the other party, Evan continued, "You know, it takes a lot of materials to produce a broomstick, I don't have that much time, and I need someone to be responsible for purchasing it for me. ”

To make a broomstick, there are nearly 100 materials involved from the handle to the tail, as well as many invisible but essential materials, including mind-sensing devices, air sensors, invisible seat cushions, flying magic drives, and more.

Especially since it involves all the core devices, and Evan doesn't plan to buy ready-made ones.

He was ready to work on the design inside and out, and the amount of materials involved was beyond imagination.

Of the people Evan knew, no one else except Mundungus had the energy and patience to do it well.

Evan was going to give Montungus a fixed price for each broomstick, and let him take care of the purchase.

As long as the quality of the things he buys meets his requirements, it is his business no matter how much money he can make from it.

In this way, ten minutes later, Evan and Mundungus finalized a purchase contract of 2,000 gold galleons.

He was going to make a detailed list for the other party in a few days, and asked Mondigus to buy all the things back.

Evan repeatedly stressed that this was a long-term deal, and Montungus should not deliberately cheat him or run away with the money.

Although he is not very reliable, he can still keep his promises in business, otherwise others will not trade with him.

As for the artworks brought back from Egypt, it would be a good idea for Evan to wait until he was short of money to sell them directly to the goblins at Gringotts or to pure-blood wizard families who were interested in it.

After the two men settled, Mundungus became visibly enthusiastic about Aven.

When questioned by Aven, he said a lot about Tumbledown Alley and the London Underworld, which he was very familiar with.

Harry, Ron, and Mr. Weasley talk about Sirius and wonder what he's doing in Norway.

"The stew is ready, Fred, George, you go in and help get it out. Mrs. Weasley shouted inside.

Mundungus didn't look at the suddenly vanished twins, he kept scrutinizing the plate and goblet that Ginny had just brought out.

"Oh my God, look at this, man, I dare say this must be sterling silver. ”

"Yes, I've heard Sirius say that it's the finest silverware made by leprechauns in the fifteenth century, and it bears the Blake family crest. "I'd suggest you'd better not fight these things unless you want to be torn apart by Sirius." ”

"Hell, I'm not like that...... Mundungus muttered, polishing the cup with his cuffs.

"Fred, George, don't do that, pick them up!" Mrs. Weasley screamed.

Everyone turned their heads to look into the kitchen, and said that it was too late, and they quickly ducked away from the table.

Evan kicked Montungus in passing, kicking him while he was still immersed in the dishes.

In the next second, Fred and George used their magic to throw a large pot of stew, a large iron kettle of butterbeer, a heavy breadboard, and a knife at them.

The pot of stew slid across the tabletop and came to a halt at the edge of the table, leaving a long blackened trail on the wooden top.

The pot of butterbeer toppled over, and beer spilled everywhere.

The knife that had cut the bread fell off the board, and the tip of the knife slammed down into the table, trembling menacingly.

It was exactly a few seconds before where Mundungus's right hand had been placed, and he looked frightened and pale.

If it hadn't been for Aven's kick that made him dodge in time, his right hand would have been pierced from top to bottom......