“You need to take responsibility for this matter, Fisher!”

Kakarov’s face looked as if some magical creature had stepped on it; otherwise, he wouldn’t appear so terrifying.

He pointed a finger at Fisher’s nose and scolded, “You’ve allowed my school to face the most dangerous attack!”

“Those dangerous creatures!”

Vice Principal Gilbert stepped forward, equally accusing him, “They could harm the children.”

“I don’t want that either, you know!”

Fisher looked angrily at the empty, broken pocket on the ground; he was frustrated that he couldn’t take these items to the Ministry of Magic to explain.

“I never thought his nephew would be at De…”

“What are you trying to say?!”

Kakarov’s expression grew darker, like distant mountains, deep green and blue-black.

“Alright, I’ll handle this matter.”

Fisher knew that bringing up a child at this moment was truly beneath his dignity.

He pointed at the broken pocket on the ground and explained to the others, “I mean, I never thought they would be so willing to… you know, this mistake isn’t our fault.”

“Not your fault?”

Kakarov stared into his eyes, the muscles in his face twitching, and said slowly, “What I mean is, you shouldn’t have come to the school to carry out any capture missions!”

“Sorry, Igor, you know we had to do this.”

Although Fisher’s words were polite, his tone remained firm. He was an Auror; it was his duty.

Looking at the chaotic campus, with magical creatures running everywhere and students shouting as they rushed out of the castle, he felt a sense of regret.

“As for the school… I’ll have my colleagues help catch those creatures right away.”

“And!”

Fisher looked seriously at Kakarov and reminded him, “The other party is an extremely dangerous individual, the third-in-command of the Gindalon poaching team; I have no reason to let him go.”

“Then you should have killed him before he stepped onto the campus!”

Kakarov said bitterly, “Instead of driving the danger into Durmstrang!”

“No, I’m an Auror, not an executioner.”

Fisher stared into Kakarov’s eyes, shaking his head slightly, and said firmly, “My duty is to bring them to Azkaban for justice to be served.”

“Sounds so nice~”

Kakarov’s mouth twitched; he knew very well that leaving someone alive was to capture all the poaching team members. Otherwise, being too harsh would only provoke them.

Aurors are human too; they have families and friends, and those poaching team members have no bottom line.

But he didn’t want to solidify the conflict; after all, the incident had already occurred.

“I don’t care who they are; all I know is that you’ve pushed the danger onto my students.”

“That child…”

Fisher paused at this point and then explained, “Is likely the son of the leader of the Gindalon poaching team; we have the right to target…”

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“Are you alright?”

In an unknown forest, David and his uncle Yule suddenly appeared.

“Ugh—”

David was a bit unaccustomed to the method of transportation via the Portkey and reacted quite strongly.

Yule gently patted his back while cautiously observing the surroundings, still comforting him, “I’m truly sorry; we had to prepare this way due to time constraints.”

Seeing that David was feeling better, he helped his nephew to his feet and smiled, “If possible, I would have preferred to come pick you up with the enchanted carriage, my Lord Roal.”

“Forget it; who knows…”

David didn’t finish his sentence and held it back, still feeling a bit uncomfortable.

Yule guided his nephew forward, jokingly saying, “You really should adapt to this mode of transportation early on; it’s safe and convenient.”

“Yeah, safe and convenient.”

David followed up on his uncle’s words with sarcasm, “It’s a pity it’s not allowed by the Ministry of Magic; they’re really blind and should have listened to you long ago.”

“Stop complaining, especially in front of your mother; John’s incident has really upset her.”

Yule pointed to a stone house appearing in the distance and said, “We need to hurry; you still have a flight to catch.”

“Ha ha—flight?”

David looked at the wilderness and the lonely stone house ahead, mercilessly ‘complimenting,’ “Wow~ this airport is really luxurious.”

Yule was too familiar with his nephew’s sharp tongue to care, explaining casually, “That’s because you’ve been spoiled; I worked hard to find this place with a fireplace that is hidden and safe.”

“Me, spoiled? Aren’t you just afraid of being tracked by the apparition?”

David rolled his eyes at his uncle, looking at the eerie little house, genuinely fearing that a female ghost might emerge from it.

Of course, if it was a female ghost, it was better if she was pretty; he didn’t like ugly female ghosts.

However, judging by his uncle’s taste, if there was a pretty female ghost, it wouldn’t be for him.

David shrugged and said, “Whatever; I’m insignificant, and my life is always dictated by you.”

“Sorry, this time it’s really not my fault.”

Yule smiled as he put his arm around his nephew’s shoulder, walking side by side, and explained, “It’s John’s fault; really, he shouldn’t have tried to mess with that fire dragon.”

“I knew it!!!”

David hung his head in frustration and complained, “He always manages to come up with something new.”

“You really misunderstand John.”

Yule walked to the front of the stone house, checked the magical barriers he had set up, and seeing no one had touched them, he led his nephew around to the back door to enter the house.

The stone house was just a hunter’s cabin, with a bed, a table, and a small fireplace; the whole place was covered in dust, but unfortunately, there was no female ghost.

“It was Charles’s idea!”

Yule, seeing they had safely arrived at their destination, relaxed slightly.

He cheerfully introduced, “Charles said the Norwegian Ridgeback dragon is a treasure all over; this haul could be worth half a year’s yield.”

“What happened?”

David examined the small fireplace, estimating he could just barely fit inside.

“Remember, it’s to Ugly Woman Alley.”

Yule helped his nephew clean out the ash from the bottom of the fireplace, reminding him of their destination, then he took out the Floo Powder he had prepared long ago and continued with a smile, “The result was that dragon just laid eggs and was in a violent mood! Almost killed John!”

“Hahaha—!”

At this point, he couldn’t help but laugh, then shook his head regretfully, “Unfortunately, Charles said he wanted to give you a dragon egg as a birthday gift.”

David bent down and stood in front of the fireplace, grabbed a handful of Floo Powder from the stone bowl, and said with a smirk to his uncle, “The destination you chose really isn’t great; I don’t like ugly women.”

“And also, please convey my thanks to Uncle Charles; I really like dragons, but I’m still young, and it’s a bit early to go to prison for training.”

Saying that, without waiting for his uncle to reply, he raised the Floo Powder in his hand and reluctantly recited, “Ugly Woman Alley!”

Bang—!

Suddenly, green flames erupted from the small fireplace, and David’s figure instantly disappeared.

Yule heard his nephew’s mockery and amusingly shrugged his shoulders, grabbed a handful of Floo Powder, and also dove into the fireplace.

“I’m not fond of the name Ugly Woman Alley either,” he shook his head and reluctantly shouted, “Ugly Woman Alley!”

Bang—!