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8 The "encounter" on the Knight bus

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Tang En left the Leaky Cauldron, and Karkaroff and the bar owner, who were standing in the room, finally broke free from the influence of Omniscient Insight.

The two of them looked at each other blankly, completely unaware of what had happened.

With a loud bang, the door was pushed open.

Two tall, unfamiliar Magi wearing leather coats and hats barged in.

Karkaroff recognized them at once.

The Enforcer of Durmstrang School of Magic.

For a moment there was an inexplicable panic, but Karkaroff threw the thought out of his mind.

I didn't do anything, what's there to be nervous about?

The two Vindice, one watching Karkaroff and the other searching the room, did not find the missing Pensieve.

Karkaroff's expression was calm throughout, and there was even a hint of confusion in it.

"Sorry, what are you looking for?"

One of the Enforcers grinned at Karkaroff.

"You'll know soon enough!"

Before Karkaroff could react, a bone-piercing blast shot out of his wand.

Karkaroff's cries of pain filled the room.

"Tell me, where is the Pensieve?"

"What Pensieve, I don't know what you're talking about!”

The cries of pain sounded again, even more miserable than the last time.

After three consecutive excruciating tortures on Karkaroff, one of the Enforcers stepped forward and picked him up.

Without any nonsense, he directly used Legilimency.

On the other side, although the bar owner had escaped the torture of the gouging, he could not escape the memory search of Legilimency.

The result surprised the two travel-worn law enforcers who had chased them all the way from Durmstrang.

They searched through the memories of Karkaroff and the barkeeper, but found nothing related to the Pensieve.

Most importantly, their memories were intact and there were no signs of them being tampered with or deleted.

Which meant they had wronged Karkaroff.

The Pensieve was not here.

Twain did not know that he had inadvertently saved Karkaroff's life.

After all, erasing memories was only the most basic ability of omniscient insight after being whitewashed.

Ignoring the brain defense technique to explore other people's memories was what surprised Tang En the most.

This meant that no one could hide secrets from Twain in the future.

Not only that, Omniscient Insight also had the properties of prophecy.

As long as a certain memory was detected, the cause and effect of the relevant events and the relationship between the people would automatically appear.

It was as if he had activated God's perspective.

After finding a quiet street that no one paid attention to, Twain raised his hand and summoned the Knight bus again.

With a deafening bang, a three-story bus appeared out of thin air. It automatically retracted its body to avoid a row of trash cans by the side of the road and stopped in front of Twain.

As he boarded the bus, Twain was warmly welcomed by the red-haired conductor, Weasley.

Twain took out three gold coins from his pocket and handed them to Weasley.

A gold Galleon was worth seventeen silver Sickles, and a silver Sickles was worth twenty-nine copper Knuts.

The round-trip fare was forty silver Sickles, and the extra eleven silver Sickles were a tip.

In fact, there was no need to give so much, mainly because Twain only had Galleons on him now.

The red-haired conductor had yet to recover from the surprise of receiving a "huge sum of money" when Twain had already boarded the second floor of the bus.

They were originally people from two different worlds, and Twain did not think that he would have any interactions with the Weasley family in the future.

She found an empty four-poster bed and was about to pull the curtain and lie down.

The curtain covering the opposite bed was pulled open.

A handsome middle-aged man with a big beard and a nightcap that looked like a sock poked his head out.

Although the Chocolate Frogs of this era did not have the habit of giving famous wizard cards, Tang En still recognized the other party's identity at a glance.

Albus Dumbledore!

"It's no surprise that we meet again, Twain.”

His humorous yet self-deprecating tone brought with it a sense of comfort that made people feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze.

Even if he was extremely wary of him, Twain had to admit it.

Dumbledore was the most charismatic wizard he had ever met.

As expected of the Dark Lord's man.

Twain took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the bed.

"Actually, I was a little surprised. I really didn't expect you to wait for me on the Knight bus.”

"I've always liked traveling on the Knight Bus, and of course, the Hogwarts Express is also good, even though I haven't taken it in years.”

At this point, Dumbledore laughed at himself.

"I'm sorry. I'm getting on in years, and I always like to reminisce about the past.”

Twain immediately corrected him.

"Professor, recollection is not a sign of old age, but repeated recollection.”

Dumbledore laughed.

"You're right. According to the original plan, I should visit the Woo Family Orphanage two days later. But since we met on the way, I don't think you would mind bringing this conversation forward, right?”

Twain did not comment on this.

"Every new student at Hogwarts is going to be talked to by a professor?”

"Under normal circumstances, the school will only send teachers to guide new students from Muggle families. Of course, your situation is more special.”

Dumbledore glanced at Twain.

"From the time you receive your Hogwarts acceptance letter until you graduate and leave the school, Hogwarts has an obligation to ensure your safety. This is the unanimous decision of the school board.”

"Because I'm from the Corleone Family?”

"That's right."

Twain was unmoved.

"Is the enemy of the Corleone Family so terrifying that the best professor at Hogwarts has to come personally?”

" It seems that I should have a good talk with Tom after school starts. He must have misunderstood my evaluation. There are many excellent professors at Hogwarts. You will understand this when you go to school. As for the Corleone Family's enemies-"

Dumbledore's tone changed to a serious one.

"I have to say that the other party is more terrifying than you think.”

"More terrifying than the Dark Lord Grindelwald?”

"Not really. After all, there is only one Gellert in the world. I'm afraid you can only read about wizards more terrifying than him in books.”

Twain could not help but be stunned.

"You mean, the greatest enemy of the Corleone Family is the Dark Lord Grindelwald himself?”

Dumbledore was very satisfied with Twain's agile reaction speed.

"Although I don't agree with many of the Corleone family's actions, I have to say that the Corleone family is an extremely powerful pure-blood family. It's even the most powerful pure-blood family in Europe. Other than Gellert, it's not easy for other wizards to deal with the Corleone family.”

"You can rest assured, of course, that you will be perfectly safe at Hogwarts.”

"Even if your enemy is Gellert.”

Twain was shocked, both on his face and in his heart.

It wasn't because of the confidence in Dumbledore's tone, but because of the change in his identity.

Ever since he transmigrated, Twain had always regarded Dumbledore as his imaginary enemy.

And now Dumbledore was telling him that the enemy of my enemy is my friend, and that I was on your side.

It would be strange if Twain could get used to it.

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