"Wilson, Smith Wilson. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Nice to meet you. The man straightened his attire and stretched out his hand with a smile, "Is it true that the Daily Prophet said that you used to be a Squib and entered the House solely because of your godfather, Professor Albus Dumbledore?" ”

After saying that, he withdrew his palm, touched his chin, and said, "But looking at the way you use magic now, you know that the Daily Prophet is lying." Sure enough, believing their words, I'm still too young. ”

A self-talking madman, Li Kuan mentally labeled this guy named Smith Wilson.

But it was the dancing ogre that attracted Li Kuan's target. The Hogwarts collection says that ogres rarely appear in the wizarding world, and generally live in troll colonies, and ordinary wizards may not see one in their lifetime.

Looking at this ogre up close, Li Kuan found something different from what was recorded in the book. At least the ogre's skin was green, not as pale as a troll. Muscle knots and the troll's flabby, deformed body are two extremes altogether.

Compared to trolls, ogres are more like tribal orcs in Warcraft, well, orcs with no clothes and only a crotch cloth.

"The blood of ogres is the best known material for inscription scrolls." Smith Wilson walked over and looked at the dancing ogre and exclaimed, "The skin and flesh are fed to the young dragons of Dragon Island, and the crushed bones are the best flower fertilizer." ”

"It's just that the ogres in the troll gathering area are too well protected and hard to get. That's why this information is not known. An ogre's corpse in Tumbledown Alley was sold for a thousand gold Galleons! My luck was so good. ”

Oh! So what? He didn't like such a filthy humanoid, it was too ugly. Li Kuan made a casual expression and returned to Ferch's side.

"Hira~"

Under the ogre's pleading gaze, Smith Wilson smiled and cut his throat, and large strands of black blood gushed out of his neck, and the ogre couldn't even scream, his body still danced until the blood ran dry, and the whole scene had a strange beauty.

"Stop!" Li Kuan couldn't bear to wave his wand, and the ogre's huge body fell to the ground with a bang, smashing up a pool of blood.

"Kind and naïve little one." Smith Wilson muttered a few words, took a shrunken set of tools from his pocket and began to cut the ogre's body.

The scene was slightly bloody, and Li Kuan ignored Elu the cat Xiling's reminder to exercise his courage, turned around and left the range of Muggle expulsion and walked towards the watch shop where he was staying. Filch was very similar to getting a little ogre blood, but after seeing Li Kuan's movements, he hesitated for a few seconds and left the place.

Back in the room, Professor Minerva McGonagall was already waiting there, and from her serious expression it was clear that she was angry.

"I thought you knew, gentlemen. I said it's dangerous in town, don't run around. Professor Minerva McGonagall said to Li Kuan solemnly, "Especially you, Mr. Li Kuan, as a young wizard, you have no backhand power in front of magical beasts, and you can be easily killed. ”

Can he say that just now, he and an Auror killed an ogre? No......

"I'm sorry Professor, but I want to see the view of Fogtown, it's so beautiful."

"Beautiful things are often dangerous." Professor Minerva McGonagall's gaze turned to Fielch and said, "If Mr. Li Kuan is young and ignorant, it is understandable. As the caretaker of Hogwarts, Mr. Filch, are you also messing around with Li Kuan? ”

"......" Ferch smiled awkwardly, and was about to explain when he saw Li Kuan shake his head and chose to close his mouth.

"All right, gentlemen. From now on, don't think of leaving my sight alone. Professor Minerva McGonagall rubbed her aching head and said, "This is the case until the mission is complete. ”

"Got it, Professor."

"Freshen up the dust off your body, rest early today, and at five o'clock tomorrow morning, we will set off for Fog Village."

Li Kuan shrugged his shoulders and said he understood.

After that, it seemed to return to the daily life of the Li family's courtyard, absorbing magic sources and reading magic books in the house, but the difference was that there were more potions and prayers.

On this day, Li Kuan slept very early, I don't know if it was the simple sanctuary of the witcher that worked, or if Professor Minerva McGonagall's words worked, Li Kuan slept soundly and got up early.

At half past four in the morning, under the faint snoring of Ferch, Li Kuan rolled over from the warm bed and got up, put on his clothes, took care of his face and teeth, and walked downstairs.

Ailu cat Xiling tiredly scratched Li Kuan's trouser leg and climbed into his arms, so that it would not tell Li Kuan that he didn't sleep at all last night, and kept vigil until now.

"Breakfast was milk bread and bacon, stuff hot on the stove." The owner of the watch shop got up at some point, and was already counting the things in the store and preparing to open for business.

"Thanks, I'm not hungry yet."

"Rules, you're a Hufflepuff student?" The old man didn't ask back.

"Sort of."

"Don't join the Aurors after this mission, the wizards of Hufflepuff are stupid. When the Aurors died the fastest. The old man said mercilessly. You can wait on the couch for a while, the little ones have already gone to the town's carriage shop to buy a carriage. ”

Li Kuan nodded, went into the kitchen, brought out a plate of food, and ate and drank on the sofa. The taste of the food is peculiar, it should have been made by yourself, it has a touch of novelty compared to the delicate food of the Hogwarts elves, and it tastes good. Li Kuan, who already eats very little on weekdays, surprisingly ate two more pieces today.

After eating, Li Kuan opened the book of "Wizard Rank Exam Encyclopedia" and read it. The old man looked at Li Kuan's hard reading and muttered, "Another nerd." "There's no follow-up.

Not long after, the sound of horses stepping on the stone pavement could be heard outside the shop.

"Old man Richard, I'm here in the carriage! Open the door. ”

It was the voice called Wilson Auror, and Li Kuan remembered his voice vividly.

"There's a madman coming in later, you'd better stay away from him." The store manager turned to Li Kuan and warned, "He's the thorn in the Aurora, don't take you with me." ”

As he spoke, the manager lit the fire in the fireplace and opened the door.

Outside the door, two tall carriages stopped on the road, and the Aurors in black robes were busy, and the Auror named Smith Wilson walked in with a sigh of anger and rubbing his frozen hands.