Repairing Diagon Alley

Little Nurmengard., Oren, and Snape, along with Nicolas Flamel a battery), are attempting to resurrect Peter Pettigrew.

Will rushed in and handed over a stack of documents.

Oren's lips twitched violently. "That's impossible. With that kind of energy, we could have moved Hogsmeade to London."

Will rolled his deadpan eyes and thought to himself: Sending the young wizards to Hogsmeade to buy school supplies was a stupid idea to begin with.

"Young Master, let's focus on repairing Diagon Alley instead. Gringotts is already finished; we just need to fix up the wand shop."

"What did the Ministry of Magic say?"

"Rufus requested that they ask us to send people, but only covertly to protect Diagon Alley; openly, only Auror can patrol."

Oren gritted his teeth and said, "When is Headmaster Dumbledore coming back? These petty squabbles should be his responsibility!"

Will...

"Young master, are you making Quintaped?"

Oren???

He looked down and saw the indescribable thing in the pot, exclaiming, "Oh my god! This is terrifying!"

Snape, expressionless, poured a bottle of brown liquid that gleamed ominously into the pot.

Oren...

"Will, you need to get some men to fix Diagon Alley right away. The sooner the better, time is of the essence and the task is urgent. Also, the second floor absolutely must be built on top of the first floor."

Will: Start taking notes in the notebook.

After working tirelessly for several days and nights building the house, Will gained a lot of experience in civil engineering. In addition to the experience, he also got dark circles under his eyes and a few days of well-deserved vacation.

In the open space of Little Nurmengard, Oren shouted to the young wizards playing Quidditch, "Stop playing! Some of you are so bad! Besides, we're going to Diagon Alley to shop today!"

Little wizards...

After everyone landed Oren complained, "Seriously Harry, next time you should let Crookshanks replace Hermione. She's just too incompetent."

Hermione retorted, "My improvement is obvious, okay?"

"Oh right, right, after all, they can't find anyone else."

Hermione...

The group arrived at the castle gate, Will said, "Young Master's carriage is ready."

Oren nodded. "It's so quiet today, there aren't any strange-sounding birds in the trees."

Harry hesitated and said, "Isn't this going to be a bit too much of a fuss for Diagon Alley?"

Ron exclaimed excitedly, "Merlin's maid outfit! And this is a whole convoy!"

Oren shrugged. "Only two are ours; the rest were sent by the Ministry of Magic to make a show of force."

Everyone...

The young wizards on the bus looked around curiously. Harry said, "I thought this was just an ordinary bus."

Ron chimed in, "Who would have thought a car could be as big as a house?"

Hermione sniffed at Oren and said, "Is that perfume? You've changed, you dog."

Oren...

"I'm helpless too, okay? I'm cooking bone broth with Snape every day, and I feel like I'm being inhaled by the smell myself. Now I know how that old Batman managed to get that hair that could be used as a candle wick."

The three little ones...

Ginny analyzed, "Does this smell like lilies?"

Oren shrugged. "I don't know. I got it from Snape, but we can rule out sweet potato flavor first."

The three little ones...

The group got out of the car and went into the Leaky Cauldron, where Hagrid had been waiting for them for some time.

Oren quipped, "My dear Professor Hagrid, it's truly an honor to have you here. If you hadn't shown up, I would have thought you were going to move to Beauxbatons."

Hagrid scratched his head sheepishly and said, "I'm mostly at Hogwarts. Ahem, let's hurry up to Diagon Alley. Headmaster Dumbledore entrusted me with your safety."

The entrance opened, Ollivander and Oren, both covered in bandages, stared at each other in disbelief.

"Kid! You're the one who lured that Gregorovitch guy to Diagon Alley?"

"No! He didn't come," Oren whispered again. "His apprentice came..."

Ollivander...

"Old Deng... no, sir, let me explain. School was about to start, and if you weren't better, you couldn't expect the new wizards to come to class empty-handed, could you?"

"Even if I agreed to the minister's request, I wouldn't agree to this. Education is the one thing we can't be poor in, right? Your sense of integrity—or rather, your sense of smell—needs some time to settle down."

Ollivander explained, "My philosophy differs from Gregorovitch's; I believe the wand chooses the wizard."

"You're absolutely right. You should go back to the wand shop quickly. You don't want a lot of young wizards buying Gregorovitch's wands while you're gone, do you?"

Ollivander...

The group entered Diagon Alley, where there were guards every five or ten steps, making it look quite impressive.

Unfortunately, Oren knew that these Auror' most professional skill was whitewashing.

A wizard ran over and asked, "Would the young wizards like to buy amulets?"

That guy even secretly glanced at Ginny a few times, which made Harry very unhappy.

"Will, go and arrest this counterfeit seller," Oren ordered.

The sorcerer was pinned to the ground by several dark wizards. He shouted, "What are you doing? I'm selling amulets here Auror didn't bother me!"

"Heh," Will scoffed. "Auror manage, we'll manage; what the Auror don't manage, we'll still manage."

"Wait! You have no proof that my amulet is fake!"

Oren shook his head. "Sorry, we New Saints never need evidence to arrest people."

Harry asked curiously, "Isn't it the New Order of the Phoenix? How did it become the New Saints?"

"You earn your own identity in this world, and besides, the the Saints already have a bad enough reputation, so what's a little more tarnishing?"

Everyone...

Grindelwald, building wonders in the small world. "Achoo!"

After quickly buying their school supplies, the group went to an ice cream shop for some ice cream.

The owner, Florean, said, "Eat up, kids, it's on me."

Will ran into the store and whispered a few words to Oren.

Curious Hermione asked, "What happened?"

"Nothing much, Draco Malfoy just went to see Borgin and Burkes again."

Ron swallowed his ice cream and said, "He's definitely up to something again."

Harry nodded in agreement.

"It's nothing serious," Oren whispered. "Draco is planning to kill Headmaster Dumbledore."

"What! He killed Dumbledore?"

Harry shook his head. "That's the funniest joke I've heard all year."

"Really, would I, Oren, lie to you?"

"He won't succeed," Ron said firmly.

"No, he must successfully kill Dumbledore; I'll have to help him if necessary."

"A stand-in?"

"That's right, the one with the charred arm is the stand-in, the one eating dessert for breakfast is the real person online, and the one gnawing on a pork knuckle for breakfast is Grindelwald's alternate account."

Everyone...

Harry asked, "What happens to my Occlumency if the Headmaster isn't here?"

"It's nothing, Grindelwald will teach you, but oh dear! If he asks if you're Dumbledore's favorite student, pay attention! Just remember, whatever you do, don't admit it."

Harry!!!