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Chapter 163 Malfoy! Swinging is prohibited in Diagon Alley!

Chapter 163 Malfoy! Swinging is prohibited in Diagon Alley!

"Huh?" Lupin looked at him questioningly, then exclaimed in surprise, "Hagrid! You're a professor now!"

Hagrid nodded blankly. "It seems so... Oh my god? This isn't right. I need to ask Dumbledore about this... Not only that, I also need to order a professor's robe from Diagon Alley... and get my beard trimmed..."

Hagrid murmured to himself as he walked toward the principal's office.

Kane and Lupin exchanged a glance.

"I'm thinking of buying Hagrid some gifts, do you want to come?" Kane suggested.

"Um... I'll pay!" Lupin said very seriously.

Then all that was heard was Kane's impolite but meaningless remark...

"Oh..."

Lupin rubbed his chin with his fingers, feeling somewhat embarrassed. He felt like he was being looked down upon, and it seemed like he actually had evidence.

Kane quickly pulled the mantis shrimp out of his hat, climbed on it, and gently patted the back of the mantis shrimp: "Get on, but you have to hold on tight, or you'll easily be thrown off."

Lu Ping, sitting in the back seat, suddenly felt a little embarrassed, his face turning red: "Um, don't you think it's a bit unseemly for a grown man like me to sit in the back seat?"

Kane raised an eyebrow: "You mean..."

Soon, a uniquely shaped and cool broom slowly descended into the center of Diagon Alley, attracting the attention of everyone in the entire Diagon Alley with just a brief appearance.

It's not that this broom is incredibly cool. After all, what kind of brooms haven't we seen in the wizarding world? No matter how cool it is, it's not enough to attract the attention of the entire Diagon Alley.

The main thing is that the person sitting on it is very strange. A disheveled, down-on-his-luck adult wizard sits in front of the broom, his head down and trembling, while also shrinking his body.

This way, the boy behind him, who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old, could laboriously reach his arm over him to control the broom...

"Wow, isn't that Kane? And the guy in front of you is... your nephew? He's grown so much!"

Malfoy, sitting by the ice cream shop eating ice cream with his legs crossed, made a rather impolite joke to Kane.

Kane didn't argue with him, after all, he was Malfoy, and it was already quite remarkable that he could say such unpleasant things, since it was human language.

However, you still have to respond to the trash talk that's appropriate, otherwise you'll be at a disadvantage.

"Oh right, your dad looks so much like you, which shows that your mother is still very loyal to you."

Kane made up a random joke and led Lupin toward Lady Malkin's Robes Shop, which was not far away.

Mr. Malfoy glanced at the ceiling above his head...

This is a good thing!

The Malfoy family has a strong bloodline, and his mother loves him very much!

Meanwhile, Kane had already led Lupin into the robe shop. Seeing Mrs. Malkin dozing off on the small sofa behind the counter, Kane shook the door behind him, and after a series of ringing doorbell sounds, Mrs. Malkin finally woke up.

"Welcome, gentlemen. What would you like to order? Hmm, Remus? Oh, I'm sorry, I really don't need any more employees. I can manage on my own." Mrs. Malkin was initially dazed, but after she came to her senses and saw Lupin, she quickly changed her tune.

Lupin was a little embarrassed: "I'm not here to look for a job this time."

Mrs. Malkin raised an eyebrow: "That's good. Would you two like something?"

Kane raised his hand: "You know Hagrid, right? His size?"

Madam Malkin nodded: "I certainly have such a famous half-giant here, so you need to order a robe for Hagrid."

"Make it more formal, use the best materials. He's betting this on you, I'll go to Gringotts to get the money." Kane said and left Madam Malkin's Robes Shop.

Mrs. Malkin glanced at Lupin and said, "Isn't this your new job-hunting trick?"

Lupin shrugged: "Shouldn't we wait until you've finished making the clothes before we start?"

Lady Malkin nodded. Lupin's words made sense, so she felt reassured and began making a robe for Hagrid.

Meanwhile, Kane, who had just left Madam Malkin's Robe Shop, saw Malfoy, who had finally come to his senses, striding towards him with two ice cream cones in a menacing manner.

Honestly, just by looking at Malfoy's aura, he could guess what this guy was planning to do even with a grain of salt.

It's nothing more than saying a few trashy things and then shoving an ice cream cone on your head – that kind of lousy job.

I definitely can't let him succeed.

The next moment, two shadowy claws grabbed Malfoy's ankles from the left and right, hanging him from the nearest street lamp.

"Swinging is not allowed here. Please have some consideration for others."

After Kane finished speaking, he leisurely walked past Malfoy, who was swinging on the swing, and headed towards Gringotts on his own.

Meanwhile, Malfoy, swinging on the swing, was holding two huge, gravity-defying ice cream cones with a miserable expression. He didn't know what he had done wrong; he just thought Kane had praised him very well and wanted to treat him to an ice cream cone.

What did he do wrong?

Poor Malfoy, three tears streamed from his eyes, down his forehead, and then dripped down his slicked-back hair onto the floor of Diagon Alley.

Meanwhile, Kane once again arrived at Gringotts, which he was loyal to. Thanks to Hermione's repeated reminders that the Galleons produced by Gringotts were not pure gold, it was a waste to melt them down into gold bars every time.

Kane also prioritized listening to advice. He took 300 Galleons, bought Hagrid a gift, used the rest as pocket money, and exchanged the rest for pure gold nuggets at the goblins in Gringotts.

Upon returning to Madam Malkin's Robes Shop, he was surprised to find Lupin, who should have been inside, sitting pitifully on the small steps outside, hugging his knees, looking utterly pathetic.

Pitiful.

"What's wrong with you?"

Kane looked puzzled. This shouldn't be the case. Madam Malkin seemed quite easy to talk to, so why did she kick Lupin out?

Lupin explained helplessly, "Mrs. Malkin glanced at the time while making the clothes and thought it was a new idea for me to apply for a job. So she let me out without paying me. She said she would just send the money to Hogwarts to ask Hagrid or Dumbledore for it."

"How many outrageous job-hunting methods did you use back then?" Kane sighed helplessly.

"We were young then," Lupin said awkwardly, standing up as he and Kane re-entered Madam Malkin's Robes Shop. This time, Lupin was determined to tell Madam Malkin...

I really didn't come here to look for a job!