216 Hotel and Change
Callan certainly wasn't blind to the Prewett brothers' anomalies.
But he didn't know whether Fabian's impersonation of Gideon was a real anomaly or just an order from the Order of the Phoenix.
He simply pointed out the matter directly, and planned to convey the message through Aberforth, leaving it to Principal Dumbledore to deal with the headache.
And after the Acromantula incident, Karan didn't need to continue to shrink from something that seemed to expose himself.
He had long known that Dumbledore seemed to value him very much and was more tolerant of him.
This can be seen from the fact that Karan did not receive any blame for the Acromantula incident.
Now, Karan plans to take advantage of this tolerance.
After all this is completed, as for Karan himself, he only needs to continue studying peacefully at Hogwarts.
His idea is simple and direct.
But not everyone seems to think so.
Aberforth stared at the note in Callan's hand, the gray beard on his face trembling, and the anger in his blue eyes became even more intense.
"Is this why you came here to disturb me?"
Aberforth shouted angrily: "Treat me as a mouthpiece, an owl?"
Karan blinked.
He could see that Aberforth was unhappy with this identity, so he fumbled in his side pocket for a while, and finally took out a heavy bag and threw it on the table.
Looking through the slanted opening, it can be seen that it is filled with glittering galleons.
This was also prepared by Karan in advance, just to cope with the current situation.
"boom!"
Aberforth's face turned blue. He waved his wand, and the bag suddenly floated up and hit Kahlan hard.
Karan quickly dodged and the bag hit the wall behind him, and the gold coins inside fell everywhere like a sky.
Karan had never seen Aberforth so angry. He moved so quickly that he didn't look like an old man. He walked up to Karan in the blink of an eye and lifted him up with one hand, holding the wand in the other hand. The tip of the stick poked Karan's nose hard.
"how dare you!"
Aberforth's voice was horribly deep, and even the dirt-stained lenses could not hide the substantial anger in his eyes, which erupted like a dull volcano.
It seems that gold coins cannot solve all problems.
"Do you think you can just come here so arrogantly, and then I have to do what you tell me? To do something that clearly only requires an owl to do?"
"How on earth did you know about the relationship between me and Albus?"
His tone was already full of threats.
Karan could tell that the bag full of gold coins was just a trivial trigger.
In contrast, the last question was the real reason for Aberforth's anger.
This is something that few people would know, and not many people know about the relationship between him and the principal.
Albus probably didn't care.
But Aberforth didn't think so.
There was a brief silence.
Gold coins were scattered everywhere, glistening in the candlelight.
After a while, Karan finally spoke.
"What you think is a secret is just because you don't go to the library often enough."
Karan's answer was somewhat unexpected, and Aberforth frowned especially.
Karan continued calmly: "There are always various things stored in the library. There is a lot of information recorded there that no one pays attention to, including the Daily Prophet of all years."
Aberforth's frown deepened, and he asked doubtfully: "Have you read all the newspapers?"
Karan shook his head.
"Not all, but at least enough."
What Karan had prepared in advance was not just the bag of gold coins.He had already thought of an excuse to evade. It was also a very simple thing for him, and it was easy for others to believe it.
After a short while, Aberforth finally put Kahlan down.
The two of them sat face to face at a dilapidated wooden table. The piece of paper was already in Aberforth's hand. He looked back and forth at the few words written on it: [Prewett].
Karan, on the other hand, silently performed wandless magic. The gold coins on the ground floated one by one, and finally fell into another intact cloth bag in his hand.
Aberforth just glanced sideways. He didn't show any surprise at Karan's superb magic talent. He seemed to have known about it for a long time.
When Karan tied the bag tightly and put it back on the table, Aberforth finally said in a low voice: "Everything is full of secrets."
"You are really similar to my brother."
Karan nodded gracefully.
"Thank you for your compliment, sir."
Aberforth narrowed his eyes slightly. He finally put the piece of paper away and reached out to take the bag of gold coins.
"Remember to use your damn coins to inform me before you come next time."
His tone has softened a lot, and it seems that this bag of gold coins will still have some effect.
"Since you want me to earn this money for nothing, then I won't ask you why you don't use an owl."
"Okay, let's go quickly."
But Karan did not immediately release his grip on the bag.
"I have some other questions to ask."
He stared directly at Aberforth.
"I want to know more about Dorcas Meadows."
Aberforth frowned again and tapped his fingers on the table.
"Dorcas Meadows?"
In Karan's sight, Aberforth shook his head and said: "She is just a powerful wizard. I am not familiar with her, and she is not the kind of person who frequents the Pig's Head Bar."
"You're asking the wrong person."
He said directly and took the bag of gold coins.
Karan did not stop him this time.
Aberforth is an unknown person in the Order of the Phoenix. Not everyone knows his true identity, and he rarely has contact with other members. It can even be said that he has no contact at all, only with Principal Dumbledore. There were separate conversations.
He was unfamiliar with Meadows' experience, so that was to be expected.
After seeing Karan hand over the money so happily, Aberforth stared at him with a strange look for a while.
Karan saw the doubts in Aberforth's heart. He smiled and said, "You should know how much money those venoms helped me earn."
"And if you think it's too much, just treat it as an advance payment from me."
"For bar and hotel expenses."
Aberforth shook his head inexplicably, seeming to be lamenting Karan's inexplicable psychology.
He walked to the counter, put all the gold coins in the drawer that opened automatically, and said casually: "Then you will be disappointed."
"The Hog's Head Bar only sells alcohol, and all you can drink is butterbeer, which is enough to make you burst."
"As for the hotel you are talking about, I can only say that you have read too few Daily Prophets. The Pig's Head Bar no longer provides hotel services long ago, but you can stay at the Three Broomsticks."
After saying these words, he ignored Karan's reaction and once again urged Karan to leave quickly.
Karan put on the invisibility cloak again and left the tavern expressionlessly.
On the way, under the dim moonlight, Karan looked back at the Pig Head Bar again.
Sometime between late 1979 and early 1980, future Divination professor Sybill Trelawney conducted an interview with Albus Dumbledore at the Hog's Head pub.
It was during this interview that Sybill Trelawney made the prophecy related to Voldemort.
Due to financial constraints at the time, she lived in a shabby hotel called the Pig's Head Bar.
But now, the Pig Head Bar no longer provides hotel services.
Karan slowly narrowed his eyes as he looked at the room where the lights were gradually extinguishing.
Perhaps it's not just Myrtle who has changed.
It's not just Voldemort either.
There is also a Pig's Head Bar.
Or even...Albus Dumbledore.
After thinking of this, Karan gradually quickened his pace.
He seemed to be rushing back to the castle as soon as possible, but also seemed to be running away from something.
In the silent night, there was no sound everywhere.
Only the faint sound of howling from the distance could break Karan out of his thoughts.
When passing by the Three Broomsticks Tavern again, Karan looked far away in the direction of the hillside.
There was a tall house there, and Karan had heard rumors about it during the vacation that had just ended.
It was the haunted Shrieking Shack.