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Chapter 234 Professor Dumbledore should have no taboos, right?
A green flame ignited in the fireplace, and Tang Sen stepped out abruptly.

A rare emptiness in the Leaky Cauldron.

In the morning, the place was still full of wizards and wizards who were enthusiastically discussing the topic of magicians and Muggle technology, but now there is only a table of guests sitting in the corner.

Townsend noticed that Old Tom sitting behind the bar was staring at the Daily Prophet in his hand with an angry and aggrieved face—the newspaper was crumpled, as if it had been crumpled into a ball and unfolded again.

"Oh, Professor Tang." Old Tom greeted him as usual, but he seemed a little weak.

"What happened?" Tang Sen pointed to the empty tables and chairs.

"A few Aurors just came and took away several guests." Old Tom gritted his teeth, hesitated to speak, and finally said, "You should have read today's Daily Prophet, right?"

Tang Sen nodded knowingly.

"It seems that the Leaky Cauldron will be a little deserted in the coming days."

"This kind of day won't be too long." Old Tom slapped the Daily Prophet on the table and said angrily, "I can guarantee that it won't exceed three months!"

Both of them knew what these three months referred to. Tang Sen was about to answer the conversation, when suddenly the two guests sitting in the corner stood up and walked towards Tang Sen with a clear goal.

Old Tom frowned and shouted, "Just put the money on the table at the checkout, and I'll come and collect it."

But the two didn't pay attention, they were both wearing hooded cloaks, covering their faces in the shadows, and there was an uncomfortable cold aura in their demeanor.

This made Old Tom a little vigilant, and slowly took out his wand.

"Are you the professor of divination at Hogwarts, Sen Tang?" The slightly shorter man asked as he approached.

It's a female voice, sharp, and a little crazily hoarse.

Tang Sen's expression didn't change, he just turned around and said, "Who are you?"

The man lifted his hood, revealing a mess of shaggy hair and a pale face.

Old Tom was taken aback, and couldn't help shouting, "Bellatrix Lestrange!"

He quickly raised his wand, but before he could point it at the two of them, a beam of light from the wand had already struck, causing the wand in Old Tom's hand to drop directly.

The other person also lifted his hood. It was a middle-aged man with the same pale skin and a cold expression.

"They're Death Eaters!" Old Tom yelled, "Professor Tang, run! They're coming for you!"

"I know." Tang Sen didn't move, he still stood where he was, looking at the two of them calmly.

"He knows!" Bella repeated Tang Sen's words, and laughed maniacally, "He said it as if he predicted that we would come to him."

She raised her wand and pointed it at Townsend.

"I don't believe in any ridiculous divination. If you can really see the future, you should obediently hide in your bed instead of appearing in front of us."

"Because you will predict what kind of torture you will suffer."

"I didn't see that scene." Tang Sen said flatly, "Actually, what surprised me was that Voldemort was so timid. I thought he would come over in person."

"how dare you!"

"How dare you say that about the great master!"

Bella jumped into a rage and waved her wand directly.

"Avada—"

"Bella!" The middle-aged Death Eater quickly grabbed Bella's wrist, "The order we received was not to kill him, but to bring him before the master."

"Master wouldn't like to see a dead body."

"Let go of me!"

Bella gripped her wand tightly and gave the Death Eater a dark look.

"Otherwise, I don't think Master would mind seeing your corpse."

The Death Eater's pupils flinched. He had no doubts that the maniac was committing cannibalism, so he let go.

But there is no doubt that the blocking of the Death Eaters made Bella calm down a little - she didn't wave her wand at Townsend anymore, but shot a few spells, blowing up the whole Leaky Cauldron, and then she came back to her senses , said to Tang Sen:

"Throw your wand on the ground and come here honestly, I don't want to keep the master waiting."

Tang Sen didn't pay attention to her, just spread his hands and said, "I refuse."

"Then I'm afraid you will suffer a bit." Bella laughed maniacally, waving her wand:

"Drilling—"

Snapped.

The wand in her hand suddenly fell out of her hand and fell to the ground.

The other Death Eater was stunned for a moment, and just reacted to prepare to fight back, but the floor suddenly seemed to come alive, and turned into a big hand, grabbing him tightly.

At this moment, a figure slowly emerged from Tang Sen's side.

No one would not recognize him, the iconic long gray hair and long beard covering his chest, as well as the unique magic wand in the opponent's hand all showed his identity.

The headmaster of Hogwarts, currently the strongest white wizard, Professor Dumbledore.

Bella's pupils shrunk to the size of a pin's eye, and no matter how crazy she was, her first reaction was to pounce on her wand, trying to disapparate to leave here.

But Dumbledore didn't give her this chance. He lightly waved the wand in his hand, and Bella's body suddenly stiffened like a stone, and she fell heavily to the ground.

"Professor Tang, your purpose of inviting me to lunch is not pure."

After lightly controlling the two Death Eaters, Dumbledore turned around with a helpless expression: "I'm not your bodyguard."

"I thought the headmaster of Hogwarts would be happy to protect his staff." Tang Sen smiled and said, "Professor Dumbledore, you know that I am a fortune-teller and not good at fighting."

"When I predicted that I would encounter danger at the Leaky Cauldron at noon today, the only person I could think of who could help me was you. After all, Voldemort is the only person who is malicious to me at present."

He said: "Only you can deal with enemies of this level, can't you?"

"Why don't you go to the magician?" Dumbledore stared at Tang Sen with deep eyes, "I believe you can contact him."

"Then I will become a criminal." Tang Sen said seriously: "If Professor Dumbledore has read today's newspaper, he should know that contacting magicians is a felony. I don't want to lose Professor Hogwarts After all, I am also on the Ministry of Magic's review list."

Dumbledore smiled helplessly, and waved his wand towards the Leaky Cauldron.

The debris on the ground began to fly back to where they should be, and those objects damaged by Bella's spell were restored as if they were back in time.

Old Tom poked his head out from behind the bar.

"It scared me to death. I thought that lunatic Bella would directly cast a killing curse on me. Professor Tang, next time you are in danger, can you tell me in advance—oh, Professor Dumbledore, long time no see."

"I think Professor Dumbledore is capable of keeping you safe." Townsend comforted, "I don't want to have no place to eat later."

Having said that, he looked at Dumbledore again, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, Professor Dumbledore should have no taboos, right?"

"Chuck—I mean the house-elf at the Leaky Cauldron, his dragon stew just keeps getting better and better."

"By the way, there is also a new batch of thestral meat. I have to say, it is very chewy."

Tang Sen said enthusiastically:
"You must taste it!"

(End of this chapter)