Lester in the Crosshairs

Beep beep beep!!!

With a long whistle, Lester, dressed in a smart black trench coat, slowly stepped off the ship.

Since he wanted to live a proper life in the Wizarding World, he couldn't wear prison clothes anymore, so on the ship, Lester changed into the trench coat he had prepared beforehand.

"The Wizarding World, here I come!!!"

The ship's destination was a huge Muggle port. Following the throng of people, Lester bid farewell to the group of Auror and disembarked.

A young wizard visiting London for the first time would be completely bewildered upon entering an unfamiliar place, but Lester was different; he had read a guide.

As soon as he left the crowd, Lester went to a secluded, deserted alley and raised his wand high.

This time, Lester won't make the same mistake as before. This is a new wand that he specifically asked Hafiz for, and apart from not being compatible with him, it has no other criminal record.

As soon as Lester raised his wand, the space in front of him distorted violently, and then a long yellow bus suddenly shot out and came to a steady stop in front of him.

The bus doors slowly opened, revealing the face of a young man inside the driver's cab.

"Welcome aboard the Knight Bus, an emergency passenger service for witches or wizards in distress. Simply extend your wand and hop on, and we'll take you wherever you wish to go. My name is Stan Sampark, and I'm your ticket seller today."

This young man seemed to have just started working and was still full of passion for the job.

Lester knew what would become of this young man. After Voldemort came to power, the young man, who had finally found a stable job, lost his job again, but his life was spared.

"I'm going to the Leaky Cauldron," Lester said to the driver as he strode onto the bus.

"The Leaky Cauldron? You're a newly enrolled wizard, but where are your parents?" Driver Stan Sampark first glanced at the lone Lester with great surprise, then immediately noticed Lester's outstanding demeanor.

"This must be a pure-blooded wizard!" Stan didn't say anything more, and waited patiently for Lester to settle in before starting the car.

Having been in the workforce for a month, Stan is no longer as simple as he was during his student days. As Muggle-born, he knows how much power Pure-blood wizard wield in the Wizarding World.

Back when he was at Hogwarts, as Hufflepuff, he always thought those self-important Slytherin wizards were ridiculous. However, after entering the workforce, he realized that it wasn't the pure-bloods who were ridiculous, but rather Muggle-born like them who had no connections.

It had taken Stan a lot of effort to find this stable job, but Stan believed that with just one word from that amazingly charismatic pure-blooded wizard, he would be out of a job immediately.

Since Lester transmigrated, he has been issuing orders to the prisoners, cultivating an aura that only those in positions of power possess.

This kind of temperament cannot be cultivated; only pure-blooded nobles who are born with a silver spoon in their mouths and can command all kinds of servants possess this temperament.

In addition, Lester had once burned down the Ministry of Magic, so he was a man of the world. Therefore, he wouldn't panic no matter what major event he encountered.

His eyes were always so confident and calm, like a boundless Great Sea, never easily stirred by a ripple.

Because there were VIPs in the car, Stan didn't dare to drive as recklessly as before. After driving smoothly to the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron, Stan immediately opened the car door.

Lester is putting too much pressure on him right now. He feels uncomfortable as long as he's in the car, so he doesn't want to be with this pure-blooded young master for even a second longer.

Lester: "..."

Seeing Stan's strong resistance, Lester was speechless. He then tossed him eleven Silver Sickle as fare, and Lester jumped down.

"Does it mean I've been hanging out with those prisoners for too long, so I don't look like a good person?"

Lester looked at himself in the mirror of a nearby shop with some doubt. He saw a man in a black trench coat with bright eyes, a high nose, and a delicate face. He didn't look like a bad person at all!

Shaking his head, Lester pushed open the somewhat dilapidated door of the Leaky Cauldron with a hint of helplessness and strode inside.

When Lester, with his dark hair covering his eyebrows, fair skin, and wearing a high-necked trench coat, appeared at the Leaky Cauldron, the once noisy bar instantly fell silent.

"Wow, I haven't seen such a handsome young man in a long time. Young master, what brings you to this bar?"

As Lester walked to the bar, Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, said something to Lester in a somewhat exaggerated manner.

Lester: "..."

Are all Wizarding World this good at flattering?

"I'd like to book a room at the Leaky Cauldron," Lester said, lining up ten gleaming Galleon on the bar. "I'd like to stay here for a while."

Tom was taken aback by what he heard and looked at Lester with some disbelief.

He had assumed this was just a spoiled young master looking for fun at the Leaky Cauldron, but he was wrong; the man actually wanted to book a room at the Leaky Cauldron.

"Okay, there's an empty guest room on the far left of the second floor." Instantly, Tom's interest in Lester diminished considerably. He said, "The bar serves breakfast every morning; we can deliver it to you."

It wasn't that Tom was a snob, but rather that this kid didn't seem to have any powerful connections.

Don't underestimate him just because he's a lowly employee working for the Abbott family; he's a high-level employee, and not just anyone can get close to him.

Lester ignored Tom's change in attitude and went straight upstairs after getting the location of the room.

Little did he know that after he went upstairs, many wizards in the bar were staring at Lester's back with sinister intent, their eyes revealing greed.

They had previously assumed Lester was a pure-blooded nobleman, so naturally they dared not have any other ideas.

However, a powerful and influential pure-blooded nobleman would never live in such a wretched place. Therefore, this brat is not a nobleman as one might imagine; he is merely a lucky kid.

Among them, three wizards dressed in black robes, sitting in the far corner of the Leaky Cauldron, exchanged a brief glance and then nodded in perfect unison, clearly seeing Lester as easy prey and ready to fleece him.

Lester's appearance at the Broken Hair Pub was like a child carrying gold through a bustling city; he immediately attracted the attention of many scheming dark wizards.

Unfortunately, they didn't realize that they had truly misjudged the situation this time!