The sounds of the Pighead Bar, the explosion of spells, and the guests who were screaming and fleeing almost alarmed half of the Hogsmeade village.

Many surrounding merchants, some villagers, and even many Hogwarts students watched curiously.

"Mr. Percival, what happened?" Mr. Rosmerta, the owner of the two broom bar, walked in the crowd, and he asked curiously.

"That damn Tom, a thief!" Mr. Percival roared and angrily at the door of his bar, "He stole 100 of my Gallons... Damn, after I exposed it, he fled under my nose with that money..."

The surrounding merchants looked at each other in a little. They and Mr. Percival have basically been neighbors for decades... Although no one likes this Mr. Percival who has a bad temper and is unwilling to communicate with others...

But they all have to admit that this elderly Pig Head Barman is not a bad guy... He must not do the kind of thing that falsely accuses people for no reason.

What's more, the new waiter Tom looked like a scathing face; after coming to Hogsmeade for half a year, he often sneaked and didn't know what he was doing... Everyone had no good feelings for him.

Several neighbors quickly expressed their consolation, so that Mr. Percival would not have to be sad, after all, the loss was not big...

Mr. Rosmerta persuaded Mr. Percival to write a letter to the Ministry of Magic to try his best to recover the losses.

"I don't trust those bastards in the Ministry of Magic!" Mr. Percival said angrily, "I still remember twenty years ago, one of my goats was stolen. After reporting them to the Ministry of Magic, they insisted that I lost it..."

While speaking, he hung a sign that "suspended business" on the door while closing the door heavily.

The spectators were helpless about this.

The victims were unwilling to notify the Ministry of Magic, and they were not able to say anything.

They had to smile and disperse while chatting about this.

...

The witch who had just launched an attack on Tom Gunter suddenly became a cat, and now has become a witch.

She was wearing an emerald green robe, with square eyes, and her black hair was tied into a tight bun, and her expression looked serious.

"Is it okay, Abuforth?" she asked softly.

"No problem at all, don't worry, Minerva," replied Mr. Percival, "After all, I've been here for more than sixty years, and I still have this prestige...whether that boy?"

His voice sounded a little anxious.

"In that 'Tom' room," the witch replied, "It should be nothing serious... Abuforth, you have to be careful, that 'Tom' is very powerful, I didn't hurt him much... and if it weren't for a sneak attack before, we both might not even be his opponents... If he comes back and tries to revenge..."

"Just a coward," Mr. Percival sneered, "He thought I had not discovered his true face. In fact, on the first day he came to Hogsmeade, I realized that he had another purpose, so he 'taken' him... Believe me, he dare not go back to Hogsmeade, because he was too afraid of Grindelwald, he would think we were Grindelwald's people, so he didn't have the courage to come back..."

"It's better to be careful." The witch said softly.

She walked to the window of Pig Head Bar and opened half of the window.

"I'll leave first, Abuforth, I have more important things!" said the witch.

"Yeah, be careful!"

Then, the witch's body began to shrink slowly and finally turned into a cat... Then, she left the Pig Head Bar at a lightning speed.

...

Mr. Percival walked towards the basement.

The room of "Tom Gunter" was very messy, with some weird gadgets everywhere, and in the dirty corner, there was a coma boy lying.

Mr. Percival bent down, picked up the boy, and took him to the living room-

Mr. Percival looked at the messy environment around him because of the previous battle and frowned slightly.

He waved the wand in his hand gently... The tables and chairs jumped back to their original positions one by one, and restored their original shape in the air; the oil lamp flew to the small table beside the wall and lit it again. The broken, torn and open places were restored to their original state.

Everything immediately returned to its previous appearance.

Then, he aimed his wand at the unconscious boy:

“Recover quickly (Enervate)!”

The boy's brow frowned slightly and he woke up.

...

Matthew Wakefell looked at the surrounding environment in surprise.

If I remember correctly, before he fell into a coma, it was in the secret passage between the Screaming Shack and Hogwarts... At that time, Tom Riddle had already captured himself...

But now, he seems to be in a narrow and dirty bar with a history of hundreds of years.

There was thick dirt everywhere, the air was filled with a strange smell, and some candles were lit on the rough wooden table. Everything was almost dirty, from the floor to the roof, and even the butterbeer bottles were filled with a thick layer of gray.

That's right, it's the Pig Head Bar!

Matthew raised his head and saw a ferocious, twisted face... The old man's face was covered with almost a dozen scars, as if he had been disfigured.

Matthew soon recognized him as the hostess at Pighead Bar, Mr. Percival!

"Mr. Percival..." Matthew struggled and got up from the ground.

"Why am I here?" he asked in confusion.

"I'm also very surprised... why did you faint at the door of my bar for no reason!" The old man with a ferocious face said with a fierce look on his face, "If I weren't afraid of being gossiped about, I wouldn't have let you in!"

"I fainted at the door of Pig Head Bar..." Matthew was stunned, not yet able to realize what was going on.

"Yes, it has delayed my business for so long..." The old man glared at Matthew coldly, "I'm awake now, right... hurry up... get out of here!"

"I..." Matthew was still confused, so he forced Mr. Percival to pull him out.

But they did not go through the main entrance, but came to the back door of Zhutou Bar.

Mr. Percival pushed Matthew out and closed the door heavily.

Matthew stood there in confusion.
Chapter completed!