Lupin arrived at lunchtime. He had been busy at the newspaper office all morning.
Because he had to go to the underground world to communicate with the werewolves, he naturally did not have much energy to deal with the affairs of the newspaper office. He recommended a few excellent editors and managers to Elwyn, many of whom were poached from the Daily Prophet.
They had considerable experience. Even if Lupin was not around, they could still maintain the newspaper's normal operations.
But there were still many important matters that needed his approval, or mailed to Elwyn for him to decide.
When he was at the Hogwarts, Elwyn would receive such letters for a few minutes every week. After consulting Lupin and the newspaper's management, he and Hermione would discuss and make decisions, and then report back.
When he had gone to contact the giants some time ago, these matters had all been handed over to Hermione and Lupin.
During the month that Elwyn and Hermione had been in Egypt, everything had been piled on Lupin's shoulders.
He had to leave the underground world every few days to deal with these matters, which made him look even more haggard.
Fortunately, he had not truly integrated into the werewolf community. If he had, he might have disappeared for a long time.
Elwyn and the others had been exterminating the fox cubs in the curtains. This task was more troublesome than they had imagined.
Halfway through, Kreacher had come to help, but they still spent the whole morning.
Finally, the curtains stopped buzzing. They hung limply, wet from too much spray. Below them, the unconscious fox cubs lay densely in a bucket, and a bowl next to them was filled with their black eggs.
Mount Crook sniffed around with its nose. Fred and George looked at it eagerly.
This thing could be used to make a powerful love potion, but it was slightly toxic.
If taken in a certain amount, it would be toxic. Fred and George thought they could deal with this toxicity.
"Alright, let's deal with those after lunch."
Lady Weasley pointed to the dusty glass cabinets on either side of the mantelpiece, which were crammed with all sorts of strange things: a bunch of rusty daggers, animal claws, a coiled snakeskin, and a lot of dull, black silver boxes with unintelligible ancient characters carved on them. The most unpleasant of all was a decorative crystal bottle with a large opal stopper. The bottle was filled with what must have been blood.
To put it simply, these were all black magic items or evil black magic had been cast on them.
It was unsightly and dangerous to leave these things there. Naturally, Lady Weasley couldn't just leave them there.
She was going to pack them all up and wait for Sirius to come back and deal with them.
Based on Elwyn's understanding of Sirius, he would probably pack up all these things and throw them away.
He hated everything in this house, including the surname "Blake."
If that was really the case, it would be such a pity!
Elwyn waved at Kritcher and asked the elf to pick out a few of the items for him.
He was very interested in the black magic on them, especially the silver boxes with ancient characters carved on them.
When they reached the kitchen, they heard the shrill ringing of the doorbell.
Then, Mrs. Blake's shrill scream echoed through the house again.
Lady Weasley hurried over and opened the door. Through the narrow, dark corridor, they saw the Mondungues walk in with a pile of cauldrons that looked like they were about to fall over.
"It's the Mondungues!" Elwyn said, taking out a long parchment list from his pocket. "He probably asked me to get a list of materials for the flying broom. We'd better check to see if we left anything behind."
"Why did he bring so many cauldrons with him?" Hermione asked.
"Probably to find a safe place to hide," Elwyn said. Hermione suddenly fell silent.
He was not used to this. This was not Hermione's style.
If it was any other time, she would have immediately started analyzing this matter.
"That must be it!" Harry continued. "The night he was supposed to follow me, wasn't that what he was doing? Buying cauldrons of unknown origin? "
"Yes, you're right!"
They saw the Mondungues struggling to move the cauldrons through the door, but Lady Weasley stopped him.
The next second, even though they were far away, they could still hear the sound of an explosion. It was even louder than Mrs. Blake's voice. Everyone could clearly hear Lady Weasley shouting at the top of her lungs.
"This is not a place to hide stolen goods!" Lady Weasley shouted, glaring at the Mondungues angrily. "Completely irresponsible. As if we don't have enough to worry about, you still have to drag a bunch of stolen cauldrons into the house!"
"I like it when Mom yells at people like this," Fred said.
"That fool, how could he let her be angry in her temper?" George shook his head. "We have to divert her attention as soon as possible. Otherwise, she'll get even angrier and yell for hours on end. Harry, ever since the Mondungues snuck away when he was supposed to follow you, Mom has been looking forward to teaching him a lesson. "
As expected, Lady Weasley's scolding lasted for a long time.
In the end, the Mondungues had no choice but to take the cauldrons away. Before he left, he also took Elwyn's list of purchases and gold coins.
He obviously did not intend to buy these things in Diagon Alley. He had his own purchasing channels.
Elwyn guessed that it must be in Knockout Alley or the Underworld. If it weren't for the fact that the conditions did not allow it, he really wanted to go take a look with the Mondungues.
After lunch, Elwyn, Hermione, and Lupin set off for Diagon Alley.
Harry wanted to go too, but he was now an important target of protection. He could only stay in the house and could not go anywhere.
As for Ron, Ginny, Fred, and George, Lady Weasley did not allow them to go out either.
After a moment of dizziness, Elwyn, Hermione, and Lupin appeared in the Broken Cauldron Bar.
Just like a few months ago, the place was peaceful. There was not a hint of nervousness about the return of the Lord Voldemort.
Since the school had not released the list for the new semester, there were naturally not many students who came to Diagon Alley to buy things.
The Broken Cauldron Bar was filled with cute little witches from the countryside who came to Diagon Alley to buy things, witches who had nothing to do, and a few old wizards who were leisurely drinking and playing cards. The bar owner, Tom, was carefully wiping glasses behind the bar counter.
After Lupin left, Elwyn and Hermione found a table in the corner and ordered two glasses of fruit juice.
Hermione had been looking at the material of Harry being attacked by the Dementors and did not pay attention to Elwyn.
Elwyn knew that he had to say something to break the silence.
But he tried to find a few topics, but Hermione did not respond.
"Women!" Elwyn bit his straw and kept eye level with Hermione. He pitifully touched Hermione with the tip of his foot.
Hermione took a step back, and Elwyn moved forward a little.
After a few seconds, Hermione had nowhere to go.
She took a deep breath and clenched her fists, ready to talk to Elwyn about what happened last night.
Just as Hermione raised her head, she saw a familiar woman walk in from outside. It was Rita Skeeter.
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