Silver's feet touched the road, and Hogsmeade's street didn't look much. There was a black mountain outline in the distance, and the curve leading to Hogwarts ahead, the windows of the three broom bars were dimly lit and looked bad business.

"quies", Silver gently recited a spell at the wand, and invisible ripples appeared in the air. The magic alarm that was about to sound stopped immediately.

Silver wrapped his cloak tightly and walked quickly, turning into the last small street, knocking on a door on the left side of the small street. After waiting for a while, the squeaking sound of the door latch was heard, and the door opened, and a rough voice said, "Come in, hurry!"

Silver did not hesitate to do so.

"Go upstairs, let's talk about it later," said a tall figure, and then closed the door heavily.

At this moment, in the swaying light of a lonely candle, the ragged and dirty bar with sawdust was illuminated by the Pig Head Bar. Silver walked behind the counter and passed through a door, where there was a shaky wooden staircase, and he climbed up. On the top of the stairs was the living room, covered with a worn carpet, and a small fireplace, with a large oil painting hanging above the fireplace, which was a blonde girl looking into the house blankly and tenderly.

The man pulled the curtains tightly and sat on a shaking chair.

"Okay, Jack Silver, why are you here at this time? Don't you know this is very dangerous?" The man said rudely, "I was shocked when Neville told me."

"Something has forced me to come to Hogwarts, Abforth." Silver pulled out a chair, "Mind of my butterbeer?"

"Just take it yourself." Abuforth waved impatiently, "No matter what the reason is, you shouldn't come. Boy, if it's related to Albus, then you shouldn't come."

"Thank you." Silver got a bottle of butter beer with a flying spell, and then opened it and drank it directly with the beer bottle.

"I'm really too thirsty, I didn't drink much water along the way." Silver burped with satisfaction, "Abfus, why do you say that?"

"You can escape the whistling curse of the demon cubs, but you can't escape Albus' conspiracy, even if he dies." The bar owner muttered angrily, and behind the dirty lenses, his blue eyes looked bright and sharp. "What's more, he's alive now."

The light shone on Abforth's glasses, and the dirt-filled lenses suddenly turned opaque, bright white like a plywood.

"Listen, Silver, you'd better leave here as soon as possible, stay away from Hogwarts, or even from England, and go to South America - I heard that your family has gone there, which is wise." Abforth said, "You can't get through this muddy water right now. Whether it's my brother or the devil's soul, they both are equally dangerous."

"I was a little surprised to hear you comment on Albus," said Silver.

"My brother Abu thought of many things," said Abuforth, "in his implementation of his grand plan, people were often hurt. He was never a kind person, or he would not waste any kindness in those outside the plan. He was no different from your great-grandfather."

"So I said, be careful that my brother Albus, he is not a simple wizard, far less harmless than what is introduced on the Chocolate Frog Wizard Card." Albus hummed.

"I know, but because of this, I have to come," Silver said.

"I think it's better that he died at the beginning." Abforth said, "What are you like until Hogwarts now? It's the same with him or not. The demon cubs persecuted the underage little wizard, but he was hiding behind the scenes, like a hibernating venomous snake. It was a miracle that he didn't enter Slytherin. He was not as passionate as his students as he seemed."

"Everyone has many faces, Abforth." Silver said, "The strength of that devil is so terrifying, it's simply terrifying. I suspect he is not as simple as a soul splitting. Last weekend, I was almost blocked by him when I attacked their wild stronghold. I lost a small group of golden puppets before I escaped."

"You mean?"

"I think we made a mistake in judgment." Silver whispered, "The demon who is now riding on the head of the magic department is probably not the soul of a mysterious person at all, but another guy."

"This is impossible!" Abuforth couldn't believe it.

"I don't want to believe it, but all the signs indicate that he is a different person. I'm only telling you about this matter. One of my purposes is to come to Albus to discuss this issue." Silver put the beer bottle he had finished drinking on the table, "I have to figure out what guy I'm going to deal with." (To be continued.)

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