Chapter 85: Abduct a Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor
The Amazons are the second largest underground gang in Tumbledown Alley, and it sounds scary, but there are actually fewer than thirty of them.
In addition to the Death Eaters' dimensionality reduction attack on the wizarding underworld more than ten years ago, the composition of the Amazon gang is also the reason why they have not been able to grow - they only accept exiled wizards from South America.
The leader of the Amazon gang is named Aureliano Buendia, a Brazilian wizard who was expelled by the Brazilian Ministry of Magic for some reason, so he came to England to eat, and gathered a group of exiled wizards from South America.
"Colonel, someone said they wanted to see you." Outside the door, a stocky black wizard walked in and said to Aureliano, who was making small goldfish.
Aureliano had served as a colonel in the Muggle army, so he demanded that his men call him Colonel, which was the main reason why he was expelled from the Brazilian wizarding community, and used magic to interfere in Muggle warfare, which was a serious violation of the Secrecy Act.
"Nope! I'm busy. Aureliano, a tall and burly wizard, said impatiently to his men.
"Well, Colonel, the man said you'd see him when you saw this." Humpty Dumpty took out a golden iris badge and placed it on Aureliano's workbench.
"Huh? Here he comes," said Aureliano, who had always been taciturn and unsmiling, "and bring him in quickly, and respect him enough." β
"No need, Buendia, I'm already in." A red-eyed, black-haired young wizard walked into the house, "Still making your little goldfish?" β
"Mr. Capet!" Aureliano stood up uneasily and gave up his place to Calvin, "Mr. Cape, isn't business bad lately, make some gadgets for a few sico." β
"Don't sell me badly, Buendia, you'll have a bad time?" Calvin picked up the unfinished little goldfish and played with it.
Buendia looked embarrassed: "Mr. Cape, this smuggling business has been really difficult recently, the Ministry of Magic has been very strict in its investigation, and several of my brothers have been caught and asked me to pay fines, and if I don't pay it, I will be imprisoned in Azkaban." β
"Several Aurors I know have also reminded me that the news has been tight recently, and they want me to restrain a little, but there are dozens of people waiting for dinner." Buendia was full of resentment.
Calvin put down the little goldfish and said lightly: "Buendia, it's useless for you to complain to me, but I have a few questions for you." β
"Mr. Capet, you ask, and I'll tell you everything I know." Buendia said respectfully.
"Do you know anyone from the Department of Occult Affairs?" Calvin asked.
"Department of Mysteries?" BuendΓa pondered for a long time, and finally replied, "I know one or two, and we have only drunk together, but they never mention their work. β
"Is that so?" Calvin rubbed his chin, this answer was also within his expectations, if the affairs of the Department of Mysteries could be easily known by the underground society, then it was not worthy of being called the Department of Mysteries.
"Okay, then you guys go and help me investigate someone." Calvin said as he took out a picture scroll and placed it on the table, "Bertha Jorkins, about thirty-five years old, works in the Department of Physical Education at the Ministry of Magic. β
Buendia opened the picture scroll and looked at it, and said: "Tracking a person is a trivial matter, but Mr. Cape, our Amazon Gang really can't open the pot, look at the price..."
"Price?" Calvin smiled and threw out a money bag, "You don't have to worry about this, the money will be enough, don't worry about your smuggling business, the Aurors won't be bothering you lately." β
Buendia weighed the money bag and immediately smiled from ear to ear, "Mr. Cape, you have to do something great in the future, but you must think of me, a little Galleon from your finger will be enough for us to eat for a long time." β
"What, you want to get a job with me?" Calvin rubbed his chin and looked at the tall Brazilian in front of him with a smile, "Aureliano, I really have a job for you to do right now." I think you were a top student of Castrobusche. β
Buendia was stunned, "Yes, Mr. Capet, that's right. β
"Alright, let's make an unbreakable vow." Calvin grabbed Buendia's right hand.
"Ah, Mr. Capet, no problem." Buendia readily agreed to Calvin's request and called the Humpty Dumpty Witch to the side, "Figo, you come to be a witness." β
A thin, dazzling tongue of fire erupted from the wand, like a red, hot wire, wrapped around their two hands.
"Aureliano BuendΓa, would you like to accept a job offered by Calvin Capet for up to six months?"
"I do."
"Are you willing to give your all to this job?"
"I do."
"Would you rather work until six months later and never quit?"
"I do."
The three tongues of fire appeared one by one, and then disappeared together, leaving marks on the skin of the two men.
"All right, Mr. Capet, what exactly is the job? It wouldn't be dangerous for me to spy on anyone. Buendia said briskly.
"There will be no danger, Aureliano," Calvin put his wand away, "just to let you be a teacher for a few months?" β
"Teacher?" Buendia was a little puzzled.
"Yes, the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts has recently been unable to take up a job due to personal reasons, so I'm looking for the right person for the Headmaster." Calvin looked at the Brazilian wizard with a smile.
Buendia was shocked to say a complete sentence: "This... Professor... Defense Against the Dark Arts... I remember... Curse. β
Calvin kindly comforted, "Aureliano, my friend, don't worry, six months in office won't cause anything bad, and I promise you can get out of Hogwarts intact." β
"Can I not go, I regret it." Buendia said with a sad face, the class was so notorious that even he had heard of the great results of Defence Against the Dark Arts.
"I'm sorry," Calvin raised his right hand with his wand, the traces of the unbreakable oath still visible, "you just made an unbreakable vow with me that you will not be allowed to resign for six months." β
"Mr. Capet, you're hurting me!" Buendia's eyes were filled with tears, as if he was about to be killed.
"Tsk," Calvin looked at the wizard with some disdain, a leader of an underground gang didn't even have the capacity to bear it.
"If you really don't want to do it, I have a way."
Buendia looked up excitedly, "Please, Mr. Cape, I can do whatever you want." β
"That's easy, I'll tie you up and send you to the Ministry of Magic immediately, and with the amount of money you have smuggled in the past few years, it won't be a problem to squat in Azkaban for three or five years." Calvin sneered and stared at Buendia.
Buendia took two steps back, and in his opinion, Calvin's blood-red eyes were no less than the flames of hell, and finally bowed his head and sighed, "I'd better go to Hogwarts with you." β
"That's right," Calvin patted Buendia on the shoulder, "isn't being a professor a better future than a smuggler?" β