Parker led Vizet and the others into the inn. The layout of the first floor was similar to the Leaky Cauldron, except the decor was much rougher than the Leaky Cauldron's, and the air was filled with the rich smell of fried food.
The bar counter was a massive cross-section of a tree stump. The other half of the stump leaned against the wall, with round holes chiseled into it to display the liquor—put to good use, in its own way.
Farther in was the sitting room, where a dozen or so tables had been set out.
Several M employees were sitting there. When they saw Vizet and the others come in, they immediately stood up in unison and greeted them warmly.
Hearing the enthusiastic, neatly synchronized greetings, Parker grinned. "Quite the setup!"
"To be honest, with this kind of scene, it's got the air of a Mafia Godfather receiving his disciples..."
"I won't hold up your meeting. Help yourselves to the drinks at the bar. I'll go to the kitchen and bring lunch out for you!"
Vizet went up to the second floor of the inn, where one guest room was being used to store materials on werewolves.
Lupin was a very meticulous person and had already sorted the materials into categories, including all kinds of records about werewolves, as well as hand-drawn illustrations depicting their specific appearance.
Vizet used the time to skim through the materials quickly. Only when Sirius Black called him from downstairs to eat did he follow Sirius Black back down.
Just as Lupin had said, Parker had prepared a very generous lunch.
He turned one of the round tables into a long table and filled it to the brim with food: a huge steaming pot of beef stew, a large basin of roasted