As the black fog dissipated, Allen and Lun had already strolled in the old town filled with red tiled cottages. There were a large number of Roman-era architectural ruins everywhere. The two black wizards had been placed on a floating disc and followed the two brothers Harris, but the two brothers' sights were attracted by the ancient Roman open-air theater next to them.

The theater is made of white marble along the mountain. There are twenty rows of marble seats from top to bottom surrounded the stage in a fan shape. Although the marble statues retained on both sides of the stage are incompletely destroyed, they are still independent and beautiful.

Lunn noticed that there were still some modern equipment in the theater and asked curiously: "The Muggles are still using it to perform?"

"The ancient and modern are quite complementary." Allen glanced at Lun and said, "Let's place the two burdens behind first before we go shopping. The Muggles can't see them, but it's hard to guarantee that they won't meet wizards..."

"We have to place them separately, or the one who wakes up first will do something to the other." Lun pointed to Allen, "Come on, are you better at this."

Allen nodded, friendly greeting a middle-aged Muggle who treated them as foreign tourists by his side, and used the idea of ​​taking the gods to capture him. Then he brought the two black wizards behind him to a Muggle hotel with the walls painted with ancient and local styles. After opening a room, he stuffed the Bulgarian wizard like a shrimp in his hand into an empty room.

Lun threw him onto the bed and was about to turn away, but Alan didn't move. He touched his chin with his hand, "Wait, these two paupers have no money."

Lun looked at Allen in a daze, not reacting for a moment.

"Whether it was these two or the Tom behind them...what would you do if they woke up and found themselves penniless?" Allen said, which made Lunn frown, who was thinking about throwing his baggage and not thinking too much. He looked at the unconscious witch on the bed with disgust.

"You are still considerate. These two fugitives must have money in their bags so that they will not be exposed..." Lun reached into his waist bag, took out a purse, threw it in his hand, and Jin Jialong in the purse made a crisp and pleasant impact, and then took out a few handfuls and threw them on the bed, "It's cheap for them."

"We can't use our own money." Allen waited for Lun to throw it away, and then received Jin Jialong into his pocket. "Dumbledore had never taken a divination class, but Tom was not. Although he didn't know how capable he was to prophecy, he was superstitious about this... So in order not to avoid the other party's divination traceability through our Kim Jialong divination and learning that it was Harris who planned this matter behind the scenes, we had to make a little effort to make a divination. It would be difficult to make a fortune."

"What should I do? We can't rob it, right?" Lun said as he stopped. He glanced at Allen and saw the expression of approval in his younger brother's eyes. "Do you want me, who is in charge of the law, to do something illegal or illegal..."

"Mr. Sclinger, you don't care about the law and you manage Auror..." Allen reminded himself of his second brother's current identity.

"Mr. Crawford... Then why did you wait until I threw the money before reminding me?" Lun stared at the witch brother who looked like a housekeeper in front of him, "And why did you put it in your pocket when you took it back."

"I forgot to bring the money out." Allen responded without blushing, without any intention of returning Jin Gallon to Lun. "I heard Arthur say that he and Wickor Clum's father had drunk the fruit brandy that was rich here. It is said that it tastes pretty good. How many drinks will I drink later? I'll treat you..."

"I'll look at them, go by yourself..." Lunn was helpless at his brother's shamelessness. He waved his hand and drove him away, "Many people who know Sclinger are better not to let him appear in the local wizarding world."

"You'll treat you later." Allen responded with a smile.

"I'll just ask..." Lun agreed to be bullied by his brothers and sisters at home, and then reminded him, "Allen, there is still plenty of time. You can choose someone with a bad heart."

As the director of the Law Enforcement Division of the Ministry of Magic, Lun is more inclined to find a suitable wizard to manipulate him to do this.

"It seems that Luna's dark circles are not so serious. We won't let anyone pay for it in vain... His gold coins are given to these two dark wizards, and we can give him our gold coins as compensation. He won't lose anything..." Allen sighed: "Okay, but you have some reason. He finally has to bear the risk of being prophetized and divined. I'll choose a bad heart..."

"Be careful! Try not to make people discover it." Lunn reminded him again. People seem to be more excited than usual. Obviously, he has never done any pranks since he was a child. Although he did not intend to participate in this "robbery", it also brought him some stimulation to break the taboo.

"...You really should have had more conversations with the Weasley twins. Lunn, you have to learn to relax..." Allen looked at the fake Sclinger in front of him speechlessly, which was red from excitement, and then walked out.

The determination of the candidate is much more troublesome than Allen imagined. Allen left the hotel and used the God-Surveillance to scan the crowds of people coming and going, then realized that this was not an easy thing. It was difficult to find a wizard in this unfamiliar place, let alone choose a bad heart...

So, one of the eyes of Allen's pupils shrank, and the eyes that no longer showed any emotions were revealed, looked around and determined their location. Allen walked along the old city road, and couldn't help but feel a little glad: "If it were a few weeks earlier, it would be more troublesome to make divination and prophecy..."

Allen and the others found a gathering place for local wizards. The costumes of local wizards are more ethnic and fabulous than those of Britain. The wizards are all dressed in elegant weaving; they have an incredible combination of colors, and traditional dresses are decorated with bright embroidery and the luster of coins, beads and silk.

But even if you don’t talk about Alan’s current appearance here, he looks like a foreign wizard tourist, and it is not easy to determine the goal. Although many people have more or less bad thoughts in their minds, they are still within the normal range after all.

Once again, his eyes changed and he made a prediction, Alan confirmed that a witch in his 50s was wearing a petticoat, loose trousers, belt and vest, and a big belly. His hair was long and messy, drooping greasy, and his eyes were occasionally circling the passing witches.

Alan, who was not planning to choose more, walked over and patted his shoulder, used the soul-snatching spell to control the wizard and himself to walk out of the gathering place of the wizard like an old acquaintance, then found a few muggles at will, and exchanged gold for some muggle money called Leva. Alan and the controlled wizard returned to the hotel just now, and threw half of all the Jin Jialong and the newly obtained muggle money on him on the bed.

"What did this fat man do?" Lun looked at the male witch in front of him, feeling that he looked a bit disgusting, and couldn't help asking curiously.

Allen responded: "He peeked at the witch."

"Oh...huh?" Lun didn't react at first when he heard this, and then his expression began to become a little weird.

"Don't be fine, let's go to the next hotel to put the other one." Alan clapped his hands and greeted his second brother and the controlled witch out the door, but before he could walk far, Alan felt the perceptual mark on his arm become hot, and his slender fingers pressed on the mark on his arm.

"Lunn, Luna told me that the snake monster might be about to break its shell, and I have to go back first." Allen put down his arm and said to Lunn, "Let these two witches be left to you to do whatever you want."

Lun spat and waved his hands to his younger brother repeatedly: "Young sarcastic and sarcastic! I'll do it if I come."

"Don't forget to come back and bring fruit brandy!"

"knew."

"But I still have to ask for the wine, so you owe me a meal."
Chapter completed!