After getting his wand, Peter drank the Polyjuice Potion. Then the body immediately began to change, and the body began to rise. In a moment, he turned into a tall man.

He touched his body up and down, then walked over to the stream and examined himself carefully. It was the face of a strange Eastern European man, very young, delicate-looking, with watery blue eyes, and a harmless appearance of humans and animals.

Obviously, the targets are also chosen

Peter pointed his wand at himself, "Refreshed!" ”

The light began to flicker, and the tattered robes, which were damp and covered in mud, instantly became a proper fit.

"That's pretty much it. Just change your voice," he muttered

Then the figure changed, and the person disappeared in place.

....

The Hunter's Bar, the only Muggle-built wizarding colony in Albania.

Like the Leaky Cauldron Bar, it provides dining and lodging, and it also gathers a lot of people who are not seen in the dark. Contrary to a bit of a discrepancy, it's also one of the largest hangouts of bounty hunters.

And at dawn, it is the time when the hunters begin to be active. The bar is full of big bosses, and the environment can be imagined.

"Old, do you have any new tasks!"

"See for yourself on the bulletin board"

"Poof——! Exercise! What kind of wine is this, boss! How do you sell wine taste the same as horse urine! ”

"Haha~ Luther, you forgot to brush your teeth!"

"He didn't forget—he didn't!"

“TMD！ This Pettigrew's bounty is worth a hundred Galleons! It's better than a broomstick. They deserve a headache from those bastards at the Ministry of Magic! ”

"Hey, there's a Ministry of Magic official here."

"Be content~ Sirius was only seventy last year"

"Too little? There are also those who have a lot of money—well, the one that ranks first—the poison sac of the poison sac beast. ”

"Cut~ What's the difference between that and going straight to see Merlin. Even if someone forms a raiding party, I won't go. ”

"Old! I'm here for the task. You check it, five wild sniffers. ”

...

While the bounty hunters were enjoying their leisure time and teasing each other, a young man walked into the bar.

"Yo Roar ~ a rare new face" An old woman with a face like a dead wood threw an eyebrow at the young man

"Oh my God! Dylan, can you please don't do this! ”

"It looks like it's a fledgling, and maybe it'll die in the wild in two days."

"Boy, do you need a bodyguard? Fair price and guaranteed great value for money! ”

Ignore the gossip of the people around you. The young man briefly spun around, and suddenly paused when his eyes swept to the corner. Then he quickly came back to his senses and walked to the bar as if nothing had happened.

"You're the manager here?" He asked

"I'm in charge of the management of the bounty hunters and the handover of tasks, and everyone calls me Old."

Lao Mai is a middle-aged man. Bald, long-bearded, tall and thin, he is a standard hemp stick body, but his speech is full of energy.

"If you want to sign up as a bounty hunter, pay a processing fee of one gold Galleon first. Also, according to instructions from the Ministry of Magic, we need to register our wands in order to confirm your identity. ”

"I don't think it's necessary," the young man said slowly, looking around at the crowd of people watching the play, "I'm not a person who is short of money"

"If you just want to have a drink, we're welcome," the old man's tone didn't fluctuate

"That's one of the purposes. However, there are still some materials that I would like to entrust you to help collect, and this does not require a wand registration, right? ”

"No," Lao Lao nodded, "what materials are you going to collect?" ”

"Here's the to-do list," the youth handed over a roll of parchment

Lao Mai took it, opened it and took a look, "How much bounty are you going to give?" ”

"Five Hundred Gold Galleons"

"What about the time limit?

"The sooner the better"

"We're going to take half of the deposit upfront."

"No problem" The young man happily paid the deposit

"Please wait a minute, I'll prepare the formalities." The old man took the deposit and walked to the back room. A moment later, he came back with a badge.

"What do you call it?"

"David"

After receiving the title, the old man fiddled with the badges and handed him "Mr. David, the formalities have been handed over." When the mission is completed, the badge will be displayed. When the time comes, you'll be able to claim it with your badge. Or, you can ask someone else to bring the badge. ”

"Thank you. Please bring me two glasses of honey rum and tip the rest. As he spoke, he placed a gold Galleon on the table.

"Wait a minute"

...

A minute later, the young man walked to the corner with two glasses of rum.

"Hello, Ms. Jorkins," he said, walking up to a woman nestled in the corner

"You know me?" Jorkins said with a frown. She has an average image, so she has never thought about talking to her.

"Of course ~ Ms. Bertha Jorkins of the Department of Magical Sports, we met."

"We've met?" She looked at the delicate face, twisted her eyebrows and thought for a while, "I'm sorry, I don't have a good memory." Are you also British? Which family's? ”

"It's a shame - I'm only Muggle-born. It was all fate to go to Hogwarts. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not—"

"It's okay, I don't care" the young man waved his hand indifferently

"Which college are you from?" Seeing that he was very easy-going, the somewhat autistic Jorkins also opened up the conversation.

"Gryffindor"

"Oh~" Jorkins' eyes lit up, "It's the same as me." How many years are you a graduate? ”

"I'm in the same class as Sirius"

"That's two terms lower than me~" Jorkins muttered to herself, she looked at the young man in front of her, "That's right, you look very young." You also work at the Ministry of Magic? ”

“... I wasn't in good grades, so—"

"Oh-sorry!"

"Ma'am, you don't have to be so unfamiliar at all. Introduce yourself – David Peter, you can call me David. I am currently working for the Prophet newspaper, and it is a pleasure to meet you here. He stretched out his hand and said generously

"Hello, David. You can also call me Bertha directly" The young man's personality was very likable, and Joakins responded cheerfully.

"Bertha, how did you get here? I remember the Quidditch World Cup was about to start, and the Department of Magical Sports should be very busy. ”

"Aren't you the same" After chatting, Jorkins was very relaxed, "The newspaper should be preparing, right?" ”

"You're wrong – we're busy, and that's when we start the game. But you don't have to do the preliminary work. ”

"It's too," Joakins nodded first, then suddenly lowered his head and said mysteriously, "It's not just about the World Cup"

"Huh? What could be more important than the World Cup? The young man looked skeptical

"Hey, hey~ I don't know," Jorkins looked proud

"Can you satisfy my curiosity – beautiful lady"

"Hmph~" such a boast, Jorkins is obviously very useful, "Do you know the Triwizard Tournament?" ”

"Oh-" Hearing this noun, the young man's eyes instantly burst into fine light. But Jorkins, who was smug on the other side, didn't see it.

"I've heard some rumors. Didn't you say that because of the death of students, it was suspended for hundreds of years? Could it be—"

"I didn't say anything~" Jorkins looked at him with a smile. She's just not stupid, but she's not stupid.

"Understand-understand" The young man made a very interesting comparison, and then teased, "Then you are here, busy and idle~"

"It's too much to say stealing, I'm on a proper vacation."

"At this time, Director Logan can still approve you to take a vacation?"

"It's kind of embarrassing to say. It's because I've been in a bad state lately and I'm very forgetful. The Director thought I was stressed out and overworked, and specifically allowed me to take a vacation to relax. ”

"Understandable. After all, whether it is the World Cup or that competition, it is a very important event in the wizarding world. It's normal to be stressed."

"Yes~ That's why I came to Albania to relax"

Hearing this, the young man's eyes rolled, "It's a coincidence~ It seems that we can be together"

"Huh? You're here to relax, too? ”

"Sort of it - I'm going to publish an article about Fantastic Beasts in the newspaper, and I'm sure Albania's vast forests will inspire me."

"Fantastic Beasts?" Joakins came interested in "like Newt Scamander?" ”

"yes, do you want to be together?"

"But... I'm stupid, I won't get in your way, right? ”

"It's an honor to be with Ms. Bertha."

....

"Is there a goal?" In the forest, Jorkins asked, who was walking slowly

"Hmm," the young man nodded, "but you need to find a good quality tree that can be used as a wand." ”

"That's not easy to find"

"So go a little deeper"

"Wouldn't it be dangerous?"

"Just be careful. If it's really dangerous, you can just phantom away. ”

She was convinced

The two moved on. Along the way, the humorous words of the youth made Joakins gradually let down his guard.

"What are you drinking?" Seeing that he would take out a potion bottle to drink every once in a while, Jorkins asked curiously.

"Therapeutic agents. I have some physical problems," the young man did not say much

Jorkins nodded and didn't ask more. He looked around and said casually, "It's quite deep, right—now?" ”

"Hmm~ almost enough"

It was an unintentional inquiry, but the young man's gentle and deep voice suddenly became weird.

"Enough for what?"

Noticing something unusual, Jorkins quickly turned his head.

I saw that the tall and handsome young man had disappeared. In his place, there was an ugly, short, lewd man. There is viciousness in the narrow and gloomy gaze. The wand aimed at him also shone brighter and brighter under his hideous smile.

"Faint!"

"Boom-" Jorkins fell to the ground

"He. . . Get... Pettigrew..."This was the last consciousness in her brain before she fell unconscious.

"Hey, hey, hey, I didn't expect there to be a windfall," Peter stood in front of Jorkins, grimacing. He had just wanted to find out what the Ministry of Magic was going to do with him, and he caught a big fish.

"Triwizard Tournament... Hehe - the host will be very happy~ "The larger the event, the more complex the composition of the personnel, and the more opportunities they have to fish in mixed waters."

Peter picked up Jorkins and disappeared in place.