Roy and Lupin ate until nearly noon. The two got along remarkably well in conversation. Though the breakfast was nothing fancy, there was plenty of it, and it truly tasted good.
Although Lupin and Roy were a generation apart in age, their personalities were quite similar—at least in terms of their inner temperaments. Both had struggled and suffered in society, and both were fairly learned. Through his casual conversation with Roy, Lupin came to understand what the famous Sir Smee was really like.
As noon drew near, Lupin did not dare forget Dumbledore's instructions. Seeing more and more customers filling the Three Broomsticks, Lupin, now full and satisfied, felt they had put on enough of a show to expose Roy's whereabouts. He secretly made a gesture to Roy, signaling that it was about time to set off for Diagon Alley.
Roy understood Lupin's signal at once. He looked around the tavern as customers began to arrive; by now, perhaps a dozen or so people had already learned of his whereabouts.
Roy felt it was about time as well. He tossed Madam Rosmerta a dozen-odd silver Sickles for the drinks and meal, then rose to leave.
Yet at that moment, a stranger suddenly approached Roy as he was about to get up and go, blocking his path. Lupin, seated beside Roy, immediately became alert, his hand quietly moving to the wand at his waist.
However, the newcomer did not attack Roy, nor did he make a move to snatch the sealed iron box from the table. Roy raised his head and looked at the man blocking his way, only then noticing that he was a gentleman with brown hair and impeccable attire.
"I believe you must be the famous Sir Roy Smee? Hello, my name is Josh Johnson. I serve as