The black fog had cleared, and Alan and Lunn were already strolling through the old town, full of red-tiled cottages, where you could see a lot of Roman ruins, and the two dark wizards had been placed on float saucers to follow the Harris brothers, but the two brothers were attracted by the nearby Roman amphitheater.

The theater is entirely made of white marble, with 20 rows of marble seats fanning around the stage from top to bottom, and the marble statues on both sides of the stage are still independent and beautiful, although they are dilapidated.

Lunn noticed that there were still some modern equipment in the theater and asked curiously, "Muggles still use it to perform?"

"The old and the modern go well together. Alan glanced at it and said to Lunn, "Let's settle the last two burdens before we go shopping, the Muggles can't see them but can't be sure they won't meet wizards..."

"We've got to put them in separate places, or maybe the one who wakes up first will do something to the other. Lunn gestured to Allen's side, "Are you coming? ”

Alan nodded, greeted a middle-aged Muggle who treated them as foreign tourists next to him, cast a deceptive effect on him, and then led the two dark wizards behind him to a Muggle inn with ancient human and earthy wall paintings painted on the entire wall, opened a room, and stuffed the skinny Bulgarian wizard into an empty room.

Lunn threw him on the bed and was about to turn away, but Alan didn't move, his hand touching his chin, "Wait, these two poor bastards don't have any money on them." ”

Lunn looked at Alan stunned in place, and didn't react for a moment.

"Whether it's these two or the Tom behind them... What do you think they'd do if they woke up and found themselves penniless?" said Allen, frowning Lunn who was just thinking about getting rid of his baggage and didn't think much about it, and he looked at the unconscious wizard on the bed with disgust.

"Or are you thoughtful, these two fugitives have to have money in their bags so that they won't risk exposing themselves..."Lunn reached into his pocket, took out a money bag, and tossed it in his hand, the gold galleon in the money bag made a crisp and pleasant crashing sound, and then took out a few handfuls and threw them on the bed, "Cheap them." ”

"Can't use our own money. Alan waited for Lunn to finish throwing it away, and then took the gold galleon into his pocket, "Dumbledore never took a divination class, but Tom wasn't, and although I don't know how good he is at prophecy, he's superstitious about it... So in order to prevent the other party from tracing back through our Golden Gallon divination and learning that it was our Harris who was planning this matter behind our back, we had to change our hands once, so it would be very difficult for us to divination. ”

"What then? we can't rob it, right?" said Lunn and paused, he glanced at Allen, and saw the look of approval in his brother's eyes, "Do you want me to do something illegal and undisciplined by me who is in charge of the law..."

"Mr. Scrimgeour, you don't care about the law, you're in charge of the Aurors..."Alan reminded himself of his second brother's current status.

"Mr. Crawford... Then why did you wait until I had lost the money before reminding me?" Lunn stared at the butler-looking wizard brother in front of him, "And why did you take it back and put it in your own pocket." ”

"I came out and forgot to bring the money. Alan replied without blushing and heartbeat, not meaning to return the golden gallons to Lunn at all, "I heard Arthur say before that he and Victor Krum's father drank the abundant fruit brandy here, and it is said to taste very good, will you go and drink a few glasses later?"

"I'll watch them, you go by yourself..."Lunn was helpless at his brother's shamelessness, he waved his hand and drove away, "I know a lot of Scrimgeur, it's best not to let him appear in the local wizarding world." ”

"Then you'll have a treat. Alan replied with a hippie smile.

"I'll please, I'll please..."Being bullied by his siblings at home is so obedient that Lunn agreed, and then reminded, "Alan, there's still plenty of time, you can pick and choose a bad one." ”

As the head of the Law Enforcement Division of the Ministry of Magic, Lunn still prefers to find a suitable wizard to manipulate him into doing this.

"It seems that Luna's dark circles are good, Lunn don't be so serious, and we won't let anyone really pay for nothing... Give his gold to these two dark wizards, and our gold will be given to him as compensation, and he will have nothing to lose..."Alan sighed: "Okay, but you also have some sense, he finally has to take the risk of being prophesied, I'll choose a bad heart..."

"Be careful! Try not to be discovered. Lunn admonished again, people seemed to be more excited than usual, obviously he had not done a few pranks since he was a child, although he did not plan to participate in this 'robbery', but it also brought him some excitement to break the taboo.

“... You really should have more time with the Weasley twins, Len, you need to learn to relax..."Alan looked at the fake Scrimgeour in front of him with a little speechlessness, and walked out.

The determination of the candidate was much more troublesome than Alan imagined, Alan left the hotel, glanced at the crowd with his deception, and immediately realized that this was not an easy thing, and it was difficult to find a wizard in this unfamiliar place, let alone choose a bad heart...

So, the pupil of one of Allen's eyes narrowed to a small one, and the eye, which no longer showed any emotion, looked left and right to determine the direction, and Allen walked along the old city path, and couldn't help but feel a little glad in his heart: "If I had come a few weeks earlier, it would have been more troublesome to divinate and prophete..."

Alan and the others found a meeting place for local wizards, whose costumes were more national and mythical than those of England, and the wizards wore elegant weaving; There are spectacular compositions along with incredible color combinations, traditional dresses embellished with bright embroidery with coins, beads and silk sheen.

But even if we don't talk about Allen's current appearance here, he is completely conspicuous as a foreign wizard tourist, and it is really not easy to determine the goal, although many people have some not-so-good thoughts in their minds, but after all, it is still within the normal range.

After another change of eyes and a prophecy, Alan was able to identify a man in his 50s wearing a petticoat, baggy trousers, belts and vests, and a big-bellied wizard, his hair was long, messy, greasy, and his eyes swirled over the passing witches.

Alan walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and used the Imperius Charm to control the wizard and himself out of the wizarding gathering like an old acquaintance, and then found a few Muggles at random, and exchanged gold for some Muggle money called Liva, and Alan and the controlled wizard returned to the inn just now, and threw half of all the gold galleons and the Muggle money he had just gotten on the bed.

"What did this fat man do?" Lunn asked curiously, looking at the wizard in front of him, feeling that he looked a little hateful.

Alan responded, "He peeked at the witch. ”

"Oh... Huh?" Lunn didn't react at first, and then his expression began to look a little weird.

"No, let's go to the next hotel and put the other one. Alan clapped his hands and beckoned the second brother and the controlled wizard out of the door, but before he could go far, Alan felt the sensory imprint on his arm heat up, and his slender fingers pressed on the imprint on his arm.

"Lunn, Luna told me that the basilisk might be breaking its shell, and I have to go back first. Alan lowered his arm and said to Lunn, "These two wizards will be left to you to do whatever you want." ”

Lunen took a sip and waved his hand to his younger brother again and again: "Shao Yin and Yang are weird and make fun of me! ”

"Don't forget to come back and bring fruit brandy!"

"Got it. ”

"But the wine is still my invitation, so you owe me a meal. ”

"Get out!" Lunn scolded, and then, following Scrimgeour's style, walked swiftly with the wizards behind him.