Stalls on the Platform

Having eaten and drunk his fill, Oren patted his stomach and said, "Burp~ What's the next task?"

Hermione replied, "To King's Cross Station."

"Let's go!"

The two arrived near the station through a portal, Hermione casually bought a newspaper.

"Most of the unfortunate people in the Gas Supply Office have been fired."

Oren asked, puzzled, "What's so noteworthy about this?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and said, "Because there are always random explosions in the Diagon Alley area, they're being made a scapegoat for the Order of the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters."

Oren shrugged and said, "May Merlin's bitter tea bless them."

Although it wasn't the first day of school, there were many vendors setting up stalls inside the station, and quite a few people were shopping.

"Don't look at Oren, there's nothing we can do about it. Diagon Alley is almost destroyed, and according to Will, Hogsmeade is just Hogsmeade Camp, so it's impossible to do business there."

Oren nodded, took a few steps forward, then turned 180 degrees and walked in the other direction.

Hermione???

Ollivander glared angrily at Old Deng, who was selling wands across the street.

Oren asked quietly, "If old man Gregorovitch isn't leaving, why did he come in person?"

"Who knows? It's probably a personal grudge," Hermione said nonchalantly. "But wands are definitely cheaper this year."

Unfortunately, Oren's evasion tactics failed completely, and everyone around him made way for him. After all, he was the ruthless person the Daily Prophet said could curse Voldemort.

"Hey kid, don't you dare run away!"

"Isn't this Mr. Ollivander? You wanted to see me?"

Ollivander pointed to Old Deng, the wand seller, and in that short time, Gregorovitch sold another wand.

Oren lied, "Two wand sellers are indeed a bit too many. This is the Ministry of Magic's fault; I'll report it right away and make sure it reaches the highest levels of government."

After much effort, they finally managed to swindle the stinky old man selling magic wands away.

After walking a few steps, I saw the twins' stall, and Harry and Ron were shopping there.

Oren scoffed, "You two are selling Amortentia again? I think you want to become the biggest Amortentia supplier in the Wizarding World of England, don't you? I'll have Sirius Black shut this business down right now."

The twins immediately dropped everything and ran over.

Fred pleaded, "No! We've already invested all our money in houses in Diagon Alley, we can't afford to lose any more!"

George chimed in, "Yeah! If we can't sell Amortentia, we'll definitely go bankrupt!"

Oren rolled his eyes and said, "Fine, fine, but you guys better take it easy. That barrel of concentrated Amortentia is a lethal dose, isn't it?"

twin...

Hermione asked in confusion, "I don't see Gringotts ' booth. If they're not here, who should we ask to exchange Galleon?"

"They must have been blocked at the door by Death Eaters," Oren said, pointing to the dark wizard not far away. "These are the guys who exchange money."

"I've got it! No wonder those Death Eaters in Diagon Alley didn't starve; Gringotts was feeding them! Hermione, quickly write this down; I'll have to go find those Goblin later."

Hermione...

"I think your primary concern should be the safety of the Hogwarts Express."

Oren said nonchalantly, "Heavily guarded escort is definitely not a problem; if necessary, we can just add two more anti-tank items."

"Your box of iron blocks?" Hermione thought for a moment and said, "It seems like that guy called Dog Egg took them all."

Oren!!!

The first thing to do upon returning to Little Nurmengard was to have a serious discussion with Dog Egg about the whereabouts of that box of explosive reactive armor.

"So that box of iron blocks, where did it go, dead or alive? You can't exactly tell me you ate them, can you?"

"No, can I eat that stuff? I accidentally got it while practicing the Vanishing Charm."

Fearing Oren wouldn't believe him, Dog Egg even produced a magic book and a magic wand.

"Ahem!" the middle-aged Iron Pillar interrupted, "We'll return two cases to Young Master Oren in a couple of days."

"Huh?" Oren asked in confusion, "You've mastered it so quickly?"

"Of course..." Iron Pillar changed his tune, "No! I meant..."

The arrival of the two people saved Iron Pillar from his awkward situation.

One of them said to Oren, "Little girl, do you know where Master Black is? I'm from the America Ministry of Magic; I need to discuss matters concerning that small world's territory with him."

Oren nodded and said, "I know where it is, and you should also know that your little world's Hawaii is gone."

Iron Pillar Zhu said, "Are you blind? Can't you see that the most handsome man here is Young Master Black?"

Oren nodded and said, "Iron Pillar, you've got Hawaii."

Dog Egg!!!

After handing the clueless fellow over to Iron Pillar to get rid of him, Oren looked at the young man.

"I am from the International Confederation of Wizards..."

"Wait!" Oren interrupted, "Let me guess first!"

"You must have been promoted to this position on the spot."

"How did you know?" the young man asked in surprise.

"Let me guess again, you must have just finished your internship not long ago."

The young man exclaimed in surprise, "Are the Prophecy of the England really that powerful? Then you must have guessed that your war with the Death Eaters has seriously violated..."

Oren waved his hand and ordered, "Dog Egg, take him down to fill in the lines."

"Will it work? How about we..." Dog Egg made a throat-slitting gesture.

Cannon fodder for the International Confederation of Wizards!!!

"Hiss~ I didn't expect you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, to be so ruthless. You can rest assured, those dark wizards may not have many other skills, but they certainly have the ability to make money like they're from Liangshan."

Dog Egg was still somewhat hesitant.

Oren explained, "I'm currently fighting the Death Eaters, and offending the International Confederation of Wizards isn't worth it. Although he was defeated by my forces for nothing, it certainly won't be now."

Dog Egg nodded and did as instructed.

Order of the Phoenix Fill-in Baby +1

The young man's wailing as cannon fodder hadn't faded away when Will walked in again.

He pulled out a photograph of Percy lounging in a deckchair, a glass of red wine in one hand and a dessert in the other, looking effortlessly chic.

"This guy's recovered quite well, so let's send him back to work at the Ministry of Magic."

Will secretly gave himself a thumbs up; he knew exactly what the young master couldn't stand.

"Since he's already gone back, can I..."

"No way, the Ministry of Magic needs a big shot like you to keep things in check. If Sirius Black pulls something, I'm afraid Percy won't be able to handle him."

Will...

"Here's what you're going to do: become the Auror leader. They used to chase you around like dogs, now you can be their boss. What do you think, Will?"

"You know what, young master really knows how to arrange things. I've actually had a pretty good time just by taking a little bit of the role."

"Then take a look."

"Oh, right, there's one more thing, young master..."

Oren scoffed, "That sounds like something only Old Deng would say."

"Headmaster Dumbledore told me to say it."

Oren...

Will pulled out a crystal ball, clearly intending to start a magical video conference.

The projection screen lit up, Oren's vision went black for a moment.