Grandpa has retired. After distributing the family's only assets, he can often be seen around the castle. Meanwhile, John and the others have disappeared again, supposedly busy with their careers, but David doesn't believe it at all. The infamous Kingley Poaching Team is well known to David, who understands their lesser-known side: they are all very poor. Of course, if it weren't for the money, who would fight against the fiercest magical creatures? Do you think John and the others only catch Moonstruck Beasts, Evil Old Woman Birds, and Fire Lizards? Of course not; any adult wizard can generally catch those on their own. Besides, what poaching value do these creatures have? Breeding farms produce these animals in bulk, making it completely unnecessary to take risks. The reason John and his group are wanted by multiple Magical Departments is not solely because they stole local magical creatures. On the contrary, the local Magical Department would prefer that these dangerous magical creatures be removed. However, when John and his group bring these dangerous animals to another place, that place becomes dangerous. That's why they are rejected locally and are even wanted to prevent these dangerous animals from entering. A perfectly secretive and high-risk profession has surprisingly turned into a celebrity career thanks to John and his companions. This is a joke in the World Wizarding Poachers' Alliance and the Dark Wizards' Council. John and the others really don’t understand the rules of the trade; they only know they want to make money, which has caused quite a few troubles. At the beginning, they held a copy of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" as their guide to wealth and treated the "Dangerous Creatures List" issued by various Magical Departments as their action manual. They had no idea which way the doors of the Law Enforcement Division of the Magical Departments opened, nor did they care how terrifying the prisons of each Magical Department were. They truly embodied the practice of "Wherever there are magical creatures, I will go there." Of course, John's combat ability is off the charts, and his cooperation with family is seamless; he has never been caught by the Magical Department, but after gaining fame, he has never made any money again. Even as he gradually made a name for himself in the circle and gained a certain social status, being poor is still being poor. If it weren't for Mary and Susan being frugal, they might have had to ask James for money to open the store upon returning. During his time in the castle with Grandpa, David also clarified some matters. When he was three years old, John had a falling out with Grandpa over some issues and took Mary and their son away to another place. This led Grandma to misunderstand Mary, thinking it was her idea to leave. Of course, Mary also had conflicts with this family, not with Grandma, but with Grandpa. Regarding his education, Grandpa had actually come to see them when he was six years old. Upon seeing David's living conditions, James proposed to take his grandson back to England. However, Mary was very stubborn, insisting that David receive a basic education from Muggles because she knew how terrible wizarding family education could be. James believed that sending the child to a Muggle school for education was a complete waste of time. He thought Muggles wouldn't educate the child well; he stated he could teach, but Mary wouldn’t listen. Grandpa said that if a child in the wizarding world cannot be educated properly, they won't be able to attend a magical school and would have to go to Oxford or Cambridge instead, which is quite tragic. Mary’s character is actually very strong-willed, especially independent regarding the child's life and education, which is also why Grandma Lida doesn't like her. She worries that what John does will affect the child and fears that James' disdain for Muggles will influence him. Therefore, David completed his primary education in a Muggle school. Perhaps what Mary feels sorry for is that she did not give David more time to spend with his grandparents, which even led to a period of mutual estrangement. In fact, David is not a stranger to Grandpa; the interaction between the two is quite harmonious. After retiring, James has more time to spend with his grandson, and their mutual understanding is also deepening. "What did you do before? Were you the Minister of Magic?" David, dressed in a hunting outfit with a shotgun resting on his arm, followed Grandpa as they prepared to go up the mountain to hunt wild boar. Of course, they were not alone; there were also two hunting dogs, one black and one white, in front of them. James is not very old; at least his beard is still black. "Oh no, I was not the Minister of Magic," he turned back to smile at his grandson, "That is a dangerous and foolish profession." "But..." David hesitated, "Charles' ancestors said that our family once had a Minister of Magic." "Why use that tone?" James looked at his grandson with amusement, "Hearing you say that, I thought you were going to say that person was a bad guy." "But indeed..." He nodded slowly, "Damocles Rowle indeed did some foolish things." After saying that, he emphasized to David: "You must understand, there are no non-foolish Ministers of Magic; it’s not his fault." "And you?" David looked at Grandpa and asked, "A shopkeeper?" "Not really. The store in Knockturn Alley has always been managed by the Barkleys, and the shops in Diagon Alley have been rented out," James explained as he walked, "I am an alchemist and also a naturalist, often tinkering with little things." "But now I am completely retired; I finally have time to enjoy life properly." He gazed down the mountain calmly, as if feeling much more relaxed. "Alchemy?" David fiddled with the shotgun in his hand and asked, "Do you brew various magical potions?" "Oh, that will take some time to explain to you," James said lightly while raising the telescope in his hand to look for today’s target, "Don't forget our target today—the Diricawl."

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"Mr. Higgs, are you sure there are Diricawls here?" "Have a little patience, young man." Betty Higgs held her wand and scanned the area, searching for today's target. "You're studying at Hogwarts, right, Mr. MacLagan?" "That's right, I'm in first year, and this year I’ll be in second year, sir." MacLagan emphasized while gripping his wand tightly. He nervously mimicked Higgs' movements, scanning left and right as if the Diricawl would attack him at any moment. "I heard you're changing the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor again?" Higgs shook his head and clicked his tongue slightly, saying, "I truly feel sorry for you kids." "It's no big deal," MacLagan grinned and said, "After all, we don't really have to face werewolves." "That’s not certain, Mr. MacLagan," Higgs squinted slightly, gesturing towards the castle on the opposite mountain top, "There are quite a few werewolves living there, and even a spokesperson for the werewolves." "Higgs, be careful what you say!" Tibulus, who had been following closely behind, warned, "That person still has a seat in the Wizarding Council." After saying that, he reminded his honest nephew, "MacLagan, you must not share what we talked about today!"