At 10:00 AM sharp,
The three Auror appeared in Knockturn Alley right on time.
The team was led by Gawain Robards, a veteran of the office.
It was unusually quiet today; there were no inexplicable shouts or curses, nor any sudden magical chants.
There weren't many people on the main road; everyone must have been staying at home.
Robards looked at everything before him with a sense of accomplishment.
The residents who used to sneak around the streets have disappeared, replaced by a peaceful scene.
Although it was only the result of Sirius Black's tacit cooperation, if this momentum can continue, Knockturn Alley will definitely become as simple and honest as Diagon Alley.
From another perspective, with this senior figure from the Auror Office taking action, wouldn't all the scoundrels and monsters who have tarnished the reputation of the British Wizarding World have to submit?
The more experienced Savage flattered, "Mr. Robards, your proposed timed patrols have been remarkably effective."
Director Scrimgeour has always wanted to truly reform this place, and it looks like we'll soon be able to fulfill his wish.
Prout chimed in, "Knockturn Alley has always been a thorn in the side of the ministry. It would take a lot of effort to clean it up, and small-scale efforts wouldn't bring about any significant change."
If this continues, I believe Minister Fudge will not treat us unfairly.
A promotion and a raise are certain, and becoming a high-ranking official is also very likely.
Robards made no attempt to hide his smile. "It's all thanks to everyone. I just came up with an idea."
If Sirius Black is caught again, he'll definitely be the next Head of the Auror Office.
Savage and Prout showered him with compliments, making him feel a little smug.
However, things start to change from the Borgin and Burkes onwards.
Although they didn't fight as usual, the residents were mostly gathered in small groups, discussing something.
Keywords: Wayne's Mithril Briefcase
These damn bastards, how dare they discuss robbery in broad daylight?
"Grab them!" With Robards's command, they scattered and fled.
Savage and Prout caught a few of the slower runners.
"Who gave you the audacity to rob us!"
Forget about those who are nameless and have no surname; Wayne, although just a kid, has been the most prominent person in the past two years.
According to some rumors, Minister Fudge had extended an olive branch to him on more than one occasion.
If all goes well, I'll be working at the Ministry of Magic right after graduation.
Robbery? Not a hair on your head!
Perhaps because of their overwhelming presence, several residents who usually seemed fierce all lowered their heads.
"Ah! What, you're afraid to say?"
They exchanged a glance, then both looked towards the end of the alley.
"He gave us the courage."
The three furious Auror followed the gaze.
Those residents who crowded to both sides of the street?
It can't be that simple.
Is that a child in the distance, wearing Muggle sportswear, carrying a briefcase, looking around curiously?
Etc--
That silhouette, that hair color...
The target of the robbery was in Knockturn Alley, no wonder they dared to gather together and discuss it so brazenly.
Robards's face instantly darkened... It wasn't that his suggested timed patrols were effective, but rather a child who shouldn't have been there.
Those lively, light steps, that innocent, curious little face looking around—it was as if "Take it from me!" was tattooed on their foreheads.
Such a crime-inducing act could only be committed by a naive and inexperienced child.
Without needing to say anything, Savage and Prout quickly stepped forward.
Vincent heard footsteps behind him and tightened his grip on the briefcase.
He didn't turn around, ready to draw his gun and fire at any moment.
"Mr. Wayne, it's dangerous here."
The thumb that was pressed against the suitcase switch was quickly withdrawn.
They are two wizards who dared to show their faces and are suspected to Auror.
His heart sank.
They've been so blatant, yet no one has dared to come over.
"Huh? Where is this?"
"Knockturn Alley." Savage glanced around warily.
Vincent blinked his big eyes. "So this is the place."
But didn't the newspapers say that the Ministry of Magic had already cleaned up Knockturn Alley?
I accidentally got lost and wandered here, but I didn't see any bad wizards.
The two Auror who arrived first both looked quite uneasy.
When the representatives of the International Confederation of Wizards were still in Britain, almost all wizarding newspapers were reporting on the flourishing of the Wizarding World.
As the main focus of the case at the time, the area around Knockturn Alley and Spinner's End was indeed quite safe.
But that was just an illusion; everyone knew it was a political task to be carried out.
Nearly two months have passed, and the areas that should have been restored to their original state have long since been restored.
Robards stood in front of Vincent and gently placed his hand on his shoulder. "Kid, thank you for trusting us."
Although we've completed the cleanup, bad wizards still lurk even in Diagon Alley.
Vincent feigned sudden realization, "So I was just lucky that I didn't run into them?"
"That's one reason." Robards gave Savage and Prout a rather subtle wink.
After receiving the hint, the latter immediately glared fiercely at the surroundings.
I used to just talk about it, but now I'm even less likely to do it.
Vincent's heart sank even further.
He had already planned that after sending the three Auror away, he would go into those hidden alleyways.
If we're lucky, the four from Fallen Paradise might show up.
Even if you're really down on your luck, you can always Apparition in Diagon Alley at the crucial moment.
There's no chance now.
"Auror, I think the area here is very safe." He smiled innocently, like a child.
"I trust the Ministry of Magic, and bad wizards shouldn't dare to show themselves in Big White."
What an innocent and naive little wizard!
At such a young age, he already knows how to stand firm on political stances; no wonder Fudge appreciates him so much.
The three Auror were all moved.
The affirmation from the wizarding community is the greatest recognition for them.
Unconsciously, they held their heads high and chests out, safely escorting the Knockturn Alley out.
"Go, uncles!"
"Thank you, child."
The moment he turned around, Vincent's face turned as bitter as a bitter gourd.
With these three officers patrolling regularly, it seems that "entrapment" is no longer an option.
In a traditional way, would you knock on doors from house to house?
No, he still needs to perfect the Magical Driver; he can't afford to waste precious time.
He walked along the bustling streets of Diagon Alley and unknowingly found himself back at his own shop.
Turning my head to look at the opposite side, it looked even more like ruins than before.
To find such a cautious group, the only way would probably be to have Viktor bring the other five along.
But their leader is someone who can abandon his companions and run away alone, so even if there are feelings involved, they might not be very good.
This is so frustrating!
"Vincent?" Tonks, who happened to be passing by, stopped when he saw him standing there with a frown.
"Is something bothering you?"
"Yes, it's a very distressing thing."
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