Ginny smiled softly and followed Lady Weasley in with Hermione to serve the food.
"The meeting is over, Mongols!" said Mr. Weasley. "Elwyn and Harry are here."
"Hmm, Elwyn?" The Mondungues said. He looked at the two painfully through his tangled ginger hair and jumped to his feet. "Oh, my God, he's here. That's right! How are you, Harry? "
"I'm fine," said Harry.
He had seen him before after he was attacked by the Dementors and knew that Dumbledore had assigned him to guard him.
But the Mondungues had left his post without permission because he had to negotiate a deal for a stolen crucible.
The Mondungues fumbled in his pockets nervously, his eyes still fixed on Harry.
Finally, he pulled out a black pipe covered in dirt.
He put the pipe in his mouth, lit it with his wand, and took a deep puff.
In a few seconds, large puffs of green smoke surrounded him, which made him look a little more relaxed.
"I have to apologize, Harry," a voice mumbled from the middle of the stinking smoke. "I was..."
"I'll remind you one last time, Mondungues." Lady Weasley said loudly, coming out with a tray. "Please, can you not smoke that thing in the kitchen, especially when we're about to eat!"
"Ah!" said the Mondungues. "Okay, I'm sorry, Molly."
He put the pipe back in his pocket. The smoke dissipated, but the pungent smell of burnt socks lingered.
"Really, you're all like that," said Lady Weasley, putting the food on the table.
The Mondungues blinked sadly, and only breathed a sigh of relief when Lady Weasley went back in.
It was obvious that he was very timid and gave off a feeling that he was unreliable.
However, this guy was loyal to Dumbledore. He spent years at the bottom of the magic circle, so he knew a lot of scammers and thieves in the magic circle. He could hear information that ordinary people couldn't, and he had many channels to buy and sell contraband.
Elwyn wanted him to help him buy the materials for the flying brooms and help him sell the priceless artworks.
However, he had to investigate the price in advance and not let him scam him too much.
"Did you see Mrs. Feige again?" the Mondungues asked.
"No," said Harry. "I didn't see anyone. I was alone in the room for four days."
"Look, Harry, I shouldn't have left." The Mondungues leaned forward and pleaded, "But I have a chance to make a big deal …"
"Yes!" said Harry. He didn't want to talk about this topic with him, but the Mondungues kept talking.
Elwyn sat down next to Harry and Ron and felt something rubbing against his knee.
He looked down. It was Mount Crook, Hermione's ginger bow-legged cat.
After deciding to go to Egypt with Elwyn, Hermione asked Ginny to help take care of the cat.
When it saw Elwyn, it intimately rubbed against him and wrapped its body around Elwyn's leg, purring.
As soon as Elwyn bent down, it jumped up and curled up on his knee.
"I really shouldn't have left, but the crucibles that fell from the flying brooms are of good quality and cheap, only one-fifth of the normal price. This is a big deal, as long as I can get it …" said the Mondungues.
"In fact, I also have a big deal to discuss with you," said Elwyn, scratching Mount Crook's ears.
"Hmm, a big deal?!" The Mondungues turned his head and looked at Elwyn in surprise, as if he had just noticed him. "Ah, Elwyn, hello, I've heard of you. They all say you're a very powerful little wizard. What is the big deal you're talking about?"
"Well, I want to design and produce flying brooms." Under the astonished gaze of the other party, Elwyn continued, "As you know, producing a flying broom requires a lot of materials. I don't have that much time, so I need someone to help me purchase them."
To make a flying broom, from the handle to the tail, nearly a hundred materials were involved, and there were many invisible but essential materials, including telepathic sensing devices, air sensors, invisible cushions, flying magic devices, and so on.
In particular, all the core devices involved, Elwyn did not intend to buy them ready-made.
He planned to research and design everything on his own, so the number of materials involved was beyond imagination.
Among the people Elwyn knew, except for the Mondungues, no one else had the energy and patience to do this, let alone do it well.
Elwyn planned to give the Mondungues a fixed price for each broom material and let him be responsible for the purchase.
As long as the quality of the things bought met his requirements, no matter how much money he could make from it, it was his business.
In this way, ten minutes later, Elwyn and the Mondungues finalized a purchase contract of 2,000 gold coins.
He planned to give the other party a detailed list in a few days and let the Mondungues buy all the things on the list.
Elwyn repeatedly stressed that this was a long-term deal, and the Mondungues should not be hot-headed and deliberately cheat him or run away with the money.
Although he was not very reliable, he could still keep his promises in business. Otherwise, others would not deal with him.
As for the art pieces brought back from Egypt, Elwyn planned to take them out bit by bit when he was short of money. It was also a good idea to sell them directly to the fairies of Gringotts or the pure-blooded Sorcerer families who were interested in them.
After the two of them reached an agreement, the Mondungues was obviously more enthusiastic towards Elwyn.
Under Elwyn's questioning, he said a lot about Knockover Alley and London's underground world. He was very familiar with this area.
Harry and Ron talked to Mr. Weasley about Sirius, wanting to know what he was doing in Norway.
"The stew is ready. Fred, George, go in and help carry it out," Lady Weasley shouted from inside.
The Mondungues did not look at the twins who suddenly disappeared. He had been carefully examining the plate and goblet that Ginny had just taken out.
"Oh my god, look at this, man. I bet this must be pure silver."
"Yeah, I heard from Sirius that this is the most exquisite silverware made by fairies in the fifteenth century. It even has the emblem of the Blake Family engraved on it." Elwyn said, "I suggest you don't have any ideas about these things, unless you want to be torn apart by Sirius."
"Of course not, I'm not that kind of person …" The Mondungues said vaguely, using his sleeve to polish the goblet.
"Fred, George, don't do this, take them up!" Lady Weasley screamed.
Everyone turned their heads towards the kitchen, and in the blink of an eye, they ducked away from the table.
Elwyn conveniently kicked the Mondungues, who was still immersed in the cutlery.
In the next second, Fred and George used magic to throw a large pot of stew, an iron pot of buttered beer, a heavy bread board, and a knife at them.
The pot of stew slid across the table and stopped right at the edge, leaving a long black burn mark on the wooden surface.
The kettle of butterbeer toppled over with a crash and the beer went everywhere.
The bread-knife dropped from the board, and quivered dangerously, its point downwards into the table.
It was exactly where the Mondungues' right hand had been a few seconds ago. He looked terrified, his face pale.
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