My Name Is Quirrell. You Can Come After Me for Anything.

"Is there any justice or law left in this Wizarding World?!"

Vaughn helplessly clutched his head, enduring the beatings from the Tommy Family around him. Fortunately, the place was close to the Madman Bar, so to avoid suspicion, the wizards only used physical means to punish Vaughn. Otherwise, if they had used magic, Vaughn would have been tortured half to death long ago.

Seemingly sensing Vaughn's resentment, the burly wizard leading the group said disdainfully, "You damned Mudblood, you should be grateful you found a job. Let me tell you, the Tommy Family's power is beyond your imagination. Don't be ungrateful."

After saying that, the burly wizard turned around, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go!"

Just as the Tommy Family thugs were about to leave, Lester finally made his appearance.

"Avada Gnaw-the-Melon!"

In an instant, a green light, as sharp as lightning, shot out from the end of the alley, illuminating the entire dark alley and fiercely attacking the black wizard's henchmen.

Lester was originally a surprise, and the fact that the Dark Lord's Wand in his hand emitted a purple light when Lester used the Killing Curse gave Lester a premonition that his Killing Curse had been enhanced!

The intensified Killing Curse slammed into an unfortunate dark wizard, the powerful damage instantly annihilating him.

[Ding! Killed the dark wizard Omi with the Avada Kedavra Curse. Killing Curse Proficiency +1]

"Who goes there!" The burly wizard was not without his tricks; the moment Lester made his move, he immediately sought cover and hid.

Faced with the burly wizard's question, Lester smiled dismissively and answered with Avada Kedavra.

Although Lester's Killing Curse is only level 1 and his own magic power is only comparable to that of an adult wizard, he has a lot of equipment on him.

The Doran's Ring, a magical item from the Valoran Continent, can not only increase health but also spell damage.

The Dark Lord's Wand —needless to say, it's the Ollivander Family's most prized possession, an absolute treasure.

So, relying on his superior equipment and the fact that he was prepared to fight the unprepared, Lester swiftly wiped out the wizard henchmen with a few Avada Kedavra attacks, leaving only the burly wizard who was leading the attack terrified.

[Ding! Gained 100 Fear Points towards Mag Dudley]

[Ding! Gained Gemma Vaughn's Fear Points +50]

Both Dudley, a henchman of the Tommy Family, and Vaughn, who had been beaten and bullied before, stared at Lester with great fear.

He unleashed a ruthless Killing Curse, killing five people in quick succession, and now he seems completely unfazed, clearly a formidable character who has seen it all.

Ignoring the fearful Vaughn, Lester strode directly to the burly wizard Dudley, removed his hat, and revealed Quirrell's face.

"My name is Quirrell. This matter concerns me and your Tommy Family. If you have any problems, feel free to come after me, understand?"

After saying that, Lester turned and left without leaving a trace.

A few minutes later, hearing the earlier Killing Curse, many dark wizards gathered around, wanting to see what was going on.

Unfortunately, all they saw was a terrified Vaughn and Dudley muttering the same name over and over again.

In a nearby alley, Lester once again donned his black robes and blended into the crowd of dark wizards coming and going.

"Isn't just the Tommy Family a bit too much?"

The Tommy Family might be a behemoth to ordinary Muggle-born, but to Voldemort, they were just little brothers among little brothers.

Although there's an old saying that a tiger fallen into the plains is bullied by dogs, even if Voldemort is down on his luck, not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can cause him trouble.

"Looks like I need to go to the Madman Bar again," Lester thought, his eyes gleaming. He decided to check out this Madman Bar teeming with dark wizards.

Having made up his mind, and taking advantage of the fact that it was still dark and there were still many dark wizards on the street heading to the Madman Bar, Lester, being both skilled and daring, directly found two dark wizards on the street who caught his eye and then approached them.

Who knows if you need a witness to get into the Madman Bar? To avoid trouble, Lester decided to pretend to be an acquaintance and sneak in with the other people heading to the Madman Bar.

So, after spotting the two hurried black-robed wizards, Lester chuckled and followed them.

As for whether there would be any danger in doing so, Lester said that unless the two people were the Headmaster of Hogwarts, he was absolutely not afraid of them.

After carefully moving closer, Lester, with his sharp ears, overheard their conversation.

"Professor Snape, we're investigating this too. I find it very strange. Those substandard potions seem to have appeared out of thin air, flooding Knockturn Alley and causing us significant losses."

"Borgin, I don't want to wait for your investigation anymore! Those damned, stupid, opportunistic parasites, I have to make them pay!"

"I've already contacted all the powerful families in Knockturn Alley, but they all say that those potions weren't produced by them. Besides, they know how powerful you are, how could they dare to produce inferior potions using your name?"

Lester: "..."

After overhearing a few words of conversation between the two hurried black-robed wizards, Lester's expression became somewhat strange.

From their conversation, Lester could easily tell that one of the two wizards was Severus Snape, the renowned Potions Master and Headmaster of Slytherin House Wizarding World, and the other, barring any unforeseen circumstances, was the head of the Borgin Family, one of the 28 Pure-blood families.

When Harry accidentally entered Knockturn Alley, he entered the Borgin Family's property.

Normally, this wouldn't have been a big deal; at most, it would have just made Lester marvel at how small the Wizarding World was. However, when he heard about the Knockturn Alley, for some reason, the image of Scarface subconsciously surfaced in his mind.

"It shouldn't have anything to do with Scarface. No matter how outrageous Scarface is, he's just one person. The amount of potions he produces is limited and not enough to affect the Potions market in Knockturn Alley."

Lester thought about it for a moment, then dismissed the absurd idea.

Meanwhile, inside the Azkaban Academy, in Potions, Scarface, dressed in a black robe and holding a ruler, paced back and forth in the classroom, looking quite respectable.

The air above the classroom was filled with steam emanating from the crucible, and below the steam, dozens of prisoners were carefully brewing Potions.

"Class, listen up! The results of our experiment on improving the secret recipe are in! Our improvement was a success!"

Immediately, thunderous applause erupted in the classroom.

"Now, after improvements, the mortality rate of the Cheering Potion we produce has dropped to 30%, a result of our collective efforts!"