The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

Chapter 316 An acquaintance on Rose Street

"There is a coffin seller in that town. Ms. Zirol just paid me a small amount of cash. Do you need my help?"

After the old necromancer learned what happened, he gently touched the Inferi that Regulus had transformed into.

"May you rest in God's kingdom, poor child."

Kel'Thuzad muttered softly, and then bowed slightly towards the corpse.

The white covering the corpse's eyes quickly dissipated, revealing the dull eyes below.

"Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Necromancer, I will give you the money you paid back."

Dumbledore wiped the slightly moist corners of his eyes and said to Kel'Thuzad.

"No need, I always respect heroes, and Ms. Zirol did give me a lot of money."

Kel'Thuzad shook his head, and then strode out of the cave.

"Mr. Black will be very happy when he finds out, right? His brother is not a bad person, but died fighting the Dark Lord."

Astoria also wiped her eyes very moved.

"Countless people have died on this road, and all we can do is try to keep ourselves going instead of falling."

Zhang Qi let out a long sigh, then reached out and gently covered the corpse's eyes, sliding down his eyelids.

He has always respected those warriors who are willing to sacrifice themselves for their ideals, regardless of whether they think carefully or not. In this regard, he is exactly the same as that person.

"What should we do next? Should we send Regulus' body to the Black family's old house?"

Zhang Qi asked Dumbledore.

"Sirius doesn't live there now. He doesn't have very good memories of his family's old house, so he withdrew some money from Gringotts Bank and bought another small house outside. Now he Live with Lupin".

Dumbledore stared blankly at the corpse, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Mr. Dumbledore, I bought a coffin for display in the store. The coffin store must not have it in stock. Let's make do with it for now."

At this moment, the old necromancer walked into the cave carrying a coffin.

"Thank you, Mr. Kel'Thuzad."

Dumbledore slowly used his wand to control Regulus' body, making it fall steadily into the coffin, and then gently closed the coffin lid.

"Let's go, kids, are you a little tired now? If you are, I'll take you back to Hogwarts first."

Dumbledore asked the two of them with great concern.

"No need, we two are not that fragile yet."

Zhang Qi waved his hand.

"Okay, now we are going to Rose Street in London, where Sirius bought a Muggle house. I heard that he just used a family cup to buy the house, and the Muggles opposite seemed to be quite... Happy".

"A silver cup that's hundreds of years old. Sirius must have lost money on the exchange."

Zhang Qi shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, children, tonight we may be able to witness the reunion of brothers, but this reunion will not be without lingering sadness."

Dumbledore sighed, then touched the phoenix in his arms.

"Rose Street, London, is not Miss Granger's house, just find an alley."

Phoenix Fox let out a loud cry, and another golden-red flame exploded.

"puff"!

With a slight explosion, there was a solid touch under the feet of several people again.

They were now in a small alley with almost no lights, so they headed outside.

"Hey George, it seems there are a few old people and children still not home at this late hour."

At this moment, a drunken voice came from the entrance of the alley.

"Yes, Peppa Pig, and their costumes are very strange, and they also wear gemstone rings. This is simply an opportunity sent to us by the drunken gambler God"!

Two drunken gangsters appeared at the entrance of the alley, and then one of them suddenly took out a bright knife from his arms.

"Come on, old man, hand over all your valuable rings and stuff so that I don't cut off this kid's private parts."

"Well, actually if I remember correctly, Mr. Granger personally told me during that home visit that the security here is good."

Dumbledore said to the three of them very awkwardly.

"Let's do it quickly, Mr. Dumbledore, I'm still carrying the coffin."

Kel'Thuzad waved his hand casually.

"Oh, these two gentlemen, since you have hands and feet, and you are still young, why don't you find some jobs"?

Dumbledore asked cheerfully towards the two gangsters.

"Damn it, you talkative old man, believe it or not, I will cut off your brother and stuff it into your mouth later"?

The thin gangster named George impatiently waved the knife in the air twice and issued a very rude threat.

"Ah, there's a little girl. It seems we can have some fun tonight."

The gangster named Page had a lewd smile on his fat pig-like face.

"Mr. Dumbledore, let me do it."

Zhang Qi exhaled the turbid air in his lungs, and a vein popped up on his temple.

"Hey! What are you doing there?"

At this moment, a man's angry shout suddenly came from outside the alley.

"Damn it, who are you? If you don't want to get stabbed, just stay out of your own business!"

The gangster named George raised the dagger in his hand and pointed it at the passing man outside.

"Go back to Whitechapel! You disgusting scum are not welcome on Rose Street!"

After the man saw the dagger, he showed no fear at all. Instead, he raised his finger and pointed at the two gangsters and cursed.

"Oh, George, let's get rid of this troublesome kid who is not afraid of death first, and then have a good time."

The obese Page twisted his inflexible body and rushed towards the man drunkenly.

"Snapped"!

Just when the gangster stretched out his hand to grab the man's shoulder, the man quickly raised his leg, and with a high kick, the sole of his shoe was printed on the gangster's fat face.

The fat body was kicked backwards and then hit the brick wall behind him hard.

"Damn it, you dare to hit my brother"!

The gangster named George let out a roar under the influence of alcohol, and then rushed forward with a knife.

But at this moment, the moment he jumped out, a man suddenly grabbed him by the collar from behind the mountain, and then threw him to the ground.

Before George could react, Zhang Qi directly raised his right leg and stepped hard on the gangster's crotch!

"puff"!

As a sound sounded like a grape being popped, the gangster immediately twitched on the ground, rolled his eyes and fainted after a trace of blood seeped out of his pants.