Vaughan patted him on the shoulder. The young wizard turned around, but all he saw was a pair of eyes flickering with a magical glow.
After a month, Vaughan had invested all his Fame Points into Legilimency. Now, at Level 3, it no longer required an incantation.
The young wizard's eyes went blank as he heard a strangely familiar, kindly voice ask, "Sir, do you know where Barty Crouch lives?"
That voice... it's my family, my dearest friend...
The powerful thought surged through the young wizard's mind. He immediately trusted that voice completely and answered cheerfully, "He has two residences. One is the Crouch family's ancestral home, and the other is a house he bought in recent years, in a Muggle neighborhood. Which one would you like to know about?"
"If you could tell me both, that would be even better."
"No problem. I'd be happy to help you..."
The young wizard happily divulged the information he knew, then warmly bid that voice farewell.
A few seconds later, he suddenly shuddered and stared blankly at the night sky, which had already entered the early hours of the morning.
"Uh... why was I standing here spacing out?"
He scratched his head in confusion. The memories in his mind clearly told him that he had suddenly lost focus just now, standing there like an idiot for about a minute.
He noticed nothing unusual and quickly put it out of his mind, distracted by his anxiety over rushing to his night shift.
Before entering the public restroom, he saw a youth in plum-colored robes raise his wand at the nearby intersection.
Before long, a double-decker bus invisible to Muggles came speeding over. From afar, he could hear the conductor's enthusiastic greeting: "Welcome aboard the Knight Bus, dear. Where are you headed?"
The youth