"Granger, we're over here!" Percival beckoned as he called out to Eric as he had just entered through the door.

Mora, who was not far away, glared at Percival fiercely, and roared in his mouth: "Mr. Percival, lower your volume!

Percival looked up at the Leaky Cauldron with no one except his own group, and he turned his head to Mora in a questioning tone, "Honey, I have to say that there are only three of us who are the guests of the Leaky Cauldron today, who am I affected?"

"Kuang!"

Mora violently pushed open the small door in front of the counter, and angrily walked up to Percival and screamed, not even noticing that the spit was splashing in Percival's face.

"Who do you think is to blame for this?!dear Mr. Percival Dumbledore??Who started talking to his girlfriend about the incompetence of the Ministry of Magic as soon as he entered the bar?!and then reprimanded the Dark Wizard for his rampantness?!!Scared all my guests away!"

Percival reached out to wipe the saliva from his face, and then asked cautiously, "What's the matter?

Mora took a deep breath, "Damn, you never read the newspaper?"

"Is there something going on, Lady Mora? Percival and I have not been in London for a while, and have only returned today. ”

Mora's gaze shifted to the lady beside Percival, and then she sighed softly, "I'm sorry Candela, I lost my temper today, my anger is not directed at you......"

Candela smiled and shook his head, "Don't take it personally, if I were the owner of this bar, I think I'd lose my temper over the bar's current business." ”

Mora looked at Candela gratefully, "Thank you, baby, for always being so understanding. ”

Percival frowned and said, "Lady Mora, what's going on lately, why have you been so sensitive lately?"

As soon as she said this, Mora couldn't control her temper a little, and she said in a shrill voice: "It's all because of that prophet in the Ministry of Magic who talks all day and night! He doesn't know how he used to deceive the Minister of the Ministry of Magic, saying that he predicted the future of the magic world!"

"It's funny, Faris could have been deceived by such a prophecy, can you bring me a butterbeer, Lady Mora?" said Eric, sitting beside Percival, to Mora.

Mora glanced at Eric, "Of course, but you'll have to wait a minute, I'll have to tell Candela about what's going on in the wizarding world." ”

Eric raised an eyebrow: "Of course it's no problem, it just so happens that I haven't had time to pay attention to the wizarding world lately, and now I can listen to you." ”

Mora nodded and said: "Those gods and gods said that he saw the future of the wizarding world, that future is full of death, sin, and redemption, he said that the future wizarding world will fall into war, there will be countless witches and witches die, in the end, the winner of this war is not the wizard, the wizards can only live humiliatingly under the rule of the enemy, and the source of this war is because of one person!"

Eric asked Mora in surprise, "Because of a person? The prophecy doesn't say whether this person is a man or a woman, a wizard or a Muggle?"

Mora shook her head, "I don't know, but it's definitely a wizard, you can't expect a Muggle who doesn't know anything to influence the wizarding world." ”

Eric frowned, "Maybe you're right, but what about after that?"

Mora rubbed her eyebrows bitterly: "That's why these wizards have been so sensitive recently, the prophecy says that this person, who is the source of the war, will appear in the wizarding world this winter, and our Minister of Magic, Faris, is obviously frightened by this prophecy, he even sent Aurors to investigate everywhere in London, as long as there are people who are dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic, they will arrest him in the Ministry of Magic for interrogation, I heard that they will also use truth potion on those people......"

Percival shook his head: "It's a disaster......"

Mora shook her head as she walked to the counter: "yes, it's really a disaster for us......"

Candela's brows furrowed deeply: "No one can take care of them?"

Eric spread his hands: "In London, they are already the biggest, who else has the right to control them?"

Candela sighed helplessly, "The Ministry of Magic has been going downhill since Faris came to power, but I didn't expect them to be like this now......"

Percival patted Candela on the shoulder, then picked up the glass on the table, "Forget all these unhappy things, we have to celebrate the first time the three of us have met in a long time!"

Eric reached out and took the Butterbeer that Mora had moved from the counter with a levitation charm, and slammed it into Percival's glass: "This is indeed something to celebrate. ”

Candela gave Percival a blank look, picked up his own wine glass, and slammed it lightly with Eric's.

Percival wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth, burped, and said, "What happened to you? ”

Eric licked his lips and looked around solemnly, then took out his wand from his bosom and waved it for a week: "Still (Quiet Spell)!"

A pale red light erupted from the tip of the wand, and the light flew to the top of the three people's heads, and when the light came to a height of three meters above the heads of the three people, it suddenly exploded, forming a faint cloud of smoke, and the smoke slowly rotated, and then slowly moved towards the three people below, on the way to move, the smoke spread violently, and finally gradually formed a large pale red bowl like an upside down, although this bowl looked many times larger than the ordinary bowl, the pale red bowl seemed to move slowly downward, and finally detained the three Percival inside。

Mora looked at the pale red bowl that appeared in the bar, and roared angrily at the three inside: "I think I should have told you a long time ago that you are not allowed to use magic in the bar!"

Looking at the three people sitting in the upside-down bowl as if they couldn't hear their own roar, Mora slapped his forehead with a headache: "Damn, this must be another spell invented by Eric himself." ”

And in a large pale red bowl.

Candela looked at the reddish walls around him and exclaimed, "Is this your new curse?" I have to say, Eric, your talent is always surprising and, of course, equally enviable!"

Eric shrugged: "I don't think it's a big deal, it's called the Quiet Spell, as long as you are in the magic range, no matter how loud you speak, you can't hear it outside, even if you use the "loud voice" to speak here, the people outside won't notice it." ”