Diagon Alley Skirmish

Oren immediately started making the broadcast equipment by hand, broadcasting the scene inside the kitchen live.

Harry complained, "Tonks ' cookies taste just like Sirius Black's charcoal. I always thought you needed a charcoal furnace to make them this good."

Sirius Black: "Cough cough cough"

Ron asked, "What are Tonks doing? It's so easy to just put the cookies on a plate. She's already broken four plates."

Hermione quipped, "Thank goodness it can be fixed with magic, but she should probably just buy an iron plate from now on."

Oren quipped, "So, you want Tonks to put on a symphony with the floor and plates before the meal? What she really needs are rubber plates."

"Oren, your idea is really good. How come I didn't think of that?"

"Hermione, you don't understand. This is a beastly intuition, a commercial instinct—bitch, bitch, rationality!"

Everyone...

"Um... how did Professor Lupin manage to swallow the charcoal with a smile?" Harry asked, puzzled.

"Oh no! The camera might have been too big, we've been spotted!" Oren shoved Sirius Black into the kitchen, then turned and dragged the three kids away.

The four ran back to the hall, Harry said worriedly, "Are we just going to sell Sirius Black like this?"

Oren waved his hand. "That's called 'golden cicada shedding its shell,' it's a tactic. You're still too young to understand what it means to remain steadfast when allies are in trouble, and to retreat swiftly when the enemy attacks."

The three little ones...

Harry changed the subject, asking, "Where's Ginny?"

"She's with Mrs. Molly," Oren grumbled. "They're dealing with Bill's girlfriend, Phoebe. Sigh, someone like me, a simple gentleman, can't possibly understand their family affairs."

Ron started complaining to everyone about Phoebe's behavior.

Will rushed over and whispered something in Oren's ear.

"Quick! Will tell the guys to grab their weapons!"

The three little ones wanted to go too, but unfortunately Oren didn't plan to use them for filling in the lines, so they could only do their homework in the castle.

Lupin hadn't even recovered from the awkwardness of running into his best friend on a date when Will into it.

George and Fred, the owners of the joke shop run by the Diagon Alley twins, were just about to take a break after a busy day when Oren suddenly appeared and seized the shop as his headquarters. Even the two shop owners were dragged away to fill in the gaps.

Oren and Will crouched on the roof of the joke shop, observing the enemy's movements.

"Are these Death Eaters out of their minds? Why are they arresting people?"

"Young Master and the others shouldn't be sick; they've taken control of Ollivander."

"No, they're still sick. Otherwise, why would they arrest the ice cream shop owner?"

Will...

"Young Master, shall we make our move?"

"Don't rush. Look at the Death Eaters ' formation, a classic long, straight line. It's a pity Diagon Alley is too narrow. We'll head straight for the ice cream shop and make sure the Death Eaters can't defend themselves from both ends."

"Young Master's insight is brilliant!"

The Death Eaters guarding the ice cream shop acted like he hadn't eaten in ages, showing off his ice cream without even noticing the Order of the Phoenix sneaking up on him.

Oren swung his baseball bat and shouted, "Stupefy!"

Immediately, someone dragged the Death Eaters was lying dead away.

The rescued ice cream shop owner said, "Thank you, Merlin, it's all thanks to the You-Know-Who not giving them food."

The members of the Order of the Phoenix...

"Quick! Before the Death Eaters can react, let's raid the wand shop again!"

Unfortunately, the enemy had already reacted, Death Eaters occupied the shop to launch a counterattack against the Order of the Phoenix.

Oren said regretfully, "Poor Ollivander, I couldn't save you."

Will chimed in, "School's starting soon, and the little wizards can't go without wands. How about we ask Gregorovitch for one?"

"Education is a serious matter and cannot be allowed to go wrong. Let's do it this way," Oren agreed with tears in his eyes, without mourning Ollivander for a moment.

A dark wizard ran up and said, "Death Eaters are rushing out of Knockturn Alley, young master, what should we do?"

"Is there even a question? Fight back! Half the men go to counterattack, and the rest go try to save Ollivander."

"Seriously, where's the Auror? Can't you lend a hand?"

Everyone...

The fighting had barely lasted a few minutes Diagon Alley looked like it had been demolished. Gringotts was the worst off, being the largest and most beautiful building there, and also the one most affected by the curses. In just a few minutes, it was transformed into a Syrian-style building.

If any Goblin rebel, they will be targeted and attacked by both sides immediately.

Will wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "Ollivander was rescued, but the rescue was a bit rough; he might need to rest in St Mungo's's for a few days."

Oren: "A few days?"

"Ahem, young master, I estimate it might be a few months, but it's alright, aren't we going to find Gregorovitch?"

Oren waved his hand and said, "It's alright if he doesn't come. We can find his apprentice. It's better than having no wand at all."

A dark wizard ran in to report, "The Death Eaters have retreated."

"Tsk~ That's the downside of the Wizarding World, Apparition isn't good for catching people. Let's go, Will, see what's attracting the You-Know-Who to Knockturn Alley."

"Order of the Phoenix! Open the door!"

After a thorough inspection, nothing unusual was found.

"Young master, you didn't find anything, just cursed items and stolen goods."

"Alright, let's call it a day."

Upon returning to Little Nurmengard, the first thing Oren saw was a gloomy-faced Dumbledore.

His arm wasn't blackened; it's the original Dumbledore, not a stand-in.

Why is the principal sighing?

"Oh dear~ Diagon Alley is almost in ruins, what will happen when the new students arrive?"

"Just fix it, it's not a big deal."

"Oh, by the way, kid, give me a copy of that mini world map."

Oren???

"Here you go, Principal. This is a map of the Yan... a miniature world."

"Here's what we'll do, kid. I'll take the map and try to win over the other countries' Ministry of Magic. You handle the school opening issues. Don't try to fool me; this is the Minister for Magic's plea."

"No, Principal, please take care of this before you leave!"

"Sigh~ One hundred and sixteen years old is the perfect age to venture out and explore."

Oren...

Will rushed over. "Scrimgeour asked if we know how many Galleon were lost in Diagon Alley?"

"Why doesn't he go and say that to Voldemort?" Oren shrugged. "Forget it, let's deal with the start of school first."

"Hogsmeade would be good; let Nicolas Flamel develop some travel gadgets like Portkey."

"If all else fails, ask Newt Scamander; we can get some Fantastic Beasts to pull the carriage."

The carefree manager dumped all the messy affairs on Will to handle.

As soon as I entered the hall, I heard Sirius Black boasting about how important his job was at the Ministry of Magic.

Oren debunked his claim, saying, "Harry, don't listen to his bragging. He's just a big puppet who only knows how to stamp documents."

Sirius Black...

Harry asked, "Really? I thought Sirius Black would actually become Minister for Magic."

"This is true."

Hermione raised her hand and asked, "Oren, you just said he was a puppet."

"Yes, that's exactly what I want."

Everyone...

Sirius Black: "Ahem, let's talk about the shopping we need to do at Diagon Alley when school starts."

Oren cautioned, "Diagon Alley is no longer a viable shopping destination; it's a construction site now."

Everyone...