When Charle returned to the entrance of Knockturn Alley, the group of dark wizards were still stuck in the mud created by the Transfiguration spell, like potatoes planted in the ground.
Seeing Charle emerge from the depths of Knockturn Alley, these dark wizards' eyes were filled with an intense, unshakeable fear.
During the time Charle was gone, they had prayed countless times that heaven would have eyes and let this audacious little wizard be killed in the depths of Knockturn Alley.
But now, Charle had come out completely unharmed. The bag he was carrying even made clanking sounds with his steps, clearly filled with loot.
What did this mean?
It meant that the entire Knockturn Alley had truly been cleared out by Charle!
Knockturn Alley, which ordinary wizards dreaded even hearing about, had been plundered today by a little wizard who hadn't even started school yet!
"What kind of little monster is this?!"
"Even Dumbledore, Grindelwald, or even the one whose name cannot be mentioned, couldn't possibly have this kind of strength at this age!"
Eyes filled with shock, awe, and even a hint of reverence looked towards Charle.
And when Charle's gaze fell upon them, the dark wizards instinctively lowered their heads, adopting the humble posture of the weak facing the strong.
Charle nodded in satisfaction, waved his wand, and released Tonks from the swamp.
At this moment, Tonks was also filled with shock.
She couldn't imagine that a little wizard had accomplished such a feat, robbing this group of dark wizards in Knockturn Alley blind?
Is this really an eleven-year-old?!
Tonks, who had always thought her talent was quite good, suddenly felt a strong sense of disillusionment.
Am I really that bad?
But then, Tonks snapped back to reality and couldn't help but try to persuade Charle.
"Charle, what you did is wrong."
"Although these are dark wizards, this is robbery, and the amount is huge. If the Ministry of Magic finds out, you'll be in big trouble..."
Before she could finish, Charle frowned.
"So noisy."
With a wave of his wand, several ropes twisted into a ball and were stuffed into Tonks's mouth, leaving her only able to make faint muffled sounds.
Then, even tighter ropes wrapped around Tonks, binding her hands and feet securely, to prevent her from Apparating away and causing Charle to lose this unique Animagus material that couldn't be found anywhere else in the wizarding world.
It was at this moment, as if reminded by Tonks's words just now, that Charle, who had been planning to leave, scanned the dark wizards and asked,
"You heard it too, the commotion tonight was quite big. If the Ministry of Magic finds out, I'll be in a lot of trouble."
"You wouldn't go to the Ministry of Magic to report me and say I robbed you, would you?"
"I'm going to Hogwarts soon to study, and I don't want to face Ministry inquiries every few days."
"Will you go to the Ministry of Magic?"
The dark wizards' hearts trembled, and they quickly shook their heads, not daring to hesitate for a moment.
They had no doubt now that if their answer didn't satisfy Charle, they might really be drowned in the mud by this little monster!
"No, how could we? We're dark wizards, how could we go to the Ministry of Magic to report someone?"
"Lord Charle, please rest assured, we dark wizards have professional ethics!"
Charle raised an eyebrow and continued to ask.
"Then if someone investigates and asks what happened tonight and why there was such a big commotion, what will you say?"
The dark wizards fell silent.
The next moment, a quick-witted dark wizard immediately said,
"Our Knockturn Alley has always had simple folk customs, everyone is like family, loving and helping each other. We are also incredibly enthusiastic towards children who come to Knockturn Alley."
"The commotion tonight was Knockturn Alley holding a welcome ceremony for Mr. Charle!"
Charle paused, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Then your doors and windows are all broken, many people are submerged in the mud, and many are hanging upside down..."
This time, the quick-witted dark wizard didn't even need to think of a solution. Other dark wizards immediately followed this line of thought.
"This is all part of the carnival!"
"We were so happy, we were so excited to see Mr. Charle come to Knockturn Alley that we tore down our own doors and windows."
"As for being submerged in the mud? And hanging upside down? These are all performances! We were performing mud-holding-breath, and those were performing acrobatics!"
Charle asked the last question with satisfaction.
"Then if someone asks where your wands and many magical items went, how will you answer?"
All the dark wizards present gave the same answer in unison.
"Gifts!"
"Local specialties!"
"Mr. Charle is leaving Knockturn Alley, and we are truly reluctant to see him go, so we've given all these things to Mr. Charle as gifts and local specialties."
"We all gave them voluntarily!"
At this, Charle was completely satisfied.
He reached out, intending to pull Tonks towards the Leaky Cauldron to properly study the material for Animagus transformation.
But seeing Tonks covered in mud, Charle withdrew his hand, a look of disgust on his face. He used Transfiguration to conjure a garbage cart and tossed Tonks into it.
At this moment, Tonks, staring at the walls of the garbage cart, had a face full of despair, as if her soul had been sucked out of the world.
She had only one thought in her mind.
Let this wizarding world just be destroyed!
...
Long after Charle left Knockturn Alley with Tonks, the mud and ropes created by Transfiguration were finally dispelled.
The black wizards, covered in dust and dirt, shivered and moved their stiff bodies.
Tonight had been a complete and utter nightmare for them.
After recovering slightly, all the black wizards showed expressions of hatred, their gazes directed at the black wizards who had initially brought Charle to Diagon Alley.
"You guys were the ones who led Charle here?"
"Are you out of your minds?"
"Why did you provoke him? Now look, it's gone, I've lost everything, all the Galleons on me were taken by Charle!"
"You guys aren't spies sent by Charle, are you?!"
Seeing this scene, those few black wizards also swallowed hard.
The middle-aged black wizard quickly defended himself.
"How could that be? How could we be spies sent by Charle?"
"We have a deep hatred for Charle, an irreconcilable enmity!"
Then, he quickly added.
"It's not over, what happened today is definitely not over. We can't just let Charle off like this, we have to get back what we earned through our labor."
"Just now, everyone was just pretending with Charle, right? Now that Charle is gone, we can speak freely."
"We'll go to the Ministry of Magic, we'll go to the Wizengamot court, we'll go to Hogwarts and hang banners to demand an explanation. That lunatic Charle shouldn't even think about entering Hogwarts."
"We'll make him lose his eligibility to attend Hogwarts, we'll have the Wizengamot sentence him to have his wand snapped, we'll make Charle pay for what he did today. He and his direct descendants for three generations won't be able to apply to the Ministry of Magic..."
Before he could finish speaking, a heavy slap landed on the middle-aged black wizard's face.
This was followed by the increasingly angry voices of the surrounding black wizards.
"If that happens, and Charle doesn't go to Hogwarts, won't he have no choice but to hang around in the black wizard world?"
"Then what about us?"
"You're so cruel, such a malicious suggestion, are you trying to kill us?"
"Son of a bitch, and you still say you're not spies?!"
"Beat these dog spies to death, expel them from the black wizard ranks!"
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