Hogwarts: Don't call me Wandmaker

Chapter 272 Lupin's New Job
Cairo, Egypt, a certain district.

The July sun scorched the ancient stone walls, and the air was filled with the scents of spices and papyrus. Deep within the bustling Muggle market, an inconspicuous archway was hidden in the shadows.

The hieroglyphs on the archway shimmered with various colors in the sunlight, but no one chose to stop and take a look at this magical scene; they all hurried past.

It wasn't until near dusk that two people finally stopped in front of the archway.

The two people, one tall and one short, were both wearing local-style hoods, making it impossible to see their faces.

“That is the mark of the Eye of Horus, which only wizards can see.”

The taller one said, "Sirlen, this is your first time here, and you're not familiar with many things, so once we go inside, you must stay close to me and absolutely cannot wander off on your own..."

"I understand, Professor Lupin."

The two men looked up, and under their hoods were Siren and Lupin.

“Let’s change the way I address you; I’m no longer a professor at Hogwarts,” Lupin said.

As he said this, he subconsciously thought of what had happened a few days earlier.

At that time, he had just resigned from Hogwarts and was in a very low mood.

Fortunately, the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor paid well, and since he had been living and eating in the castle all year, he had saved up some money and wouldn't have to worry about the wolfsbane potion for the night of the full moon for a while.

Lupin wanted to help Sirius, but his werewolf identity made it difficult for him to even get into the Ministry of Magic, let alone provide any assistance.

This continued until a few days ago, when an unexpected guest suddenly found him.

Garrick Ollivander, the famous wand maker known to everyone in the British magical world.

Lupin still remembers the scene.

"Please forgive my uninvited visit, Mr. Lupin, but there is something only you can help me with." The wandmaker stood in his cramped, makeshift dwelling, but there was no hint of disdain in his eyes.

Lupin couldn't understand it.

Given Garrick Ollivander's status, if he were truly in trouble, there should be many people in the wizarding world willing to help him. Why would they come to him?

He's just a werewolf who can't be seen in the light of day.

“I would like to ask you to escort a child to Egypt,” Garrick continued. “Of course, I will pay the appropriate fee and cover all expenses for the journey.”

Let a werewolf protect a child?
Lupin had never heard of such an outrageous request before and immediately suspected that Ollivander was a fraud.

The next second, Xilun also stepped out from behind him.

Lupin was stunned. He had thought they would meet again, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

"So, the child you're talking about, could it be Xilun?" he asked.

“That’s right.” Garrick nodded. “His parents and I were all busy and couldn’t get away, but we were worried about him going to Egypt alone, so he recommended you to us. After learning about your story, we all agreed that you were the best choice.”

Lu Ping had mixed feelings. He never expected that his first job after resigning would be recommended by a former student.

But he still agreed.

there are many reasons.

First of all, even if he stayed in England, he wouldn't be able to help Sirius. Instead of worrying, he might as well find something else to distract himself.

Another reason was that he was worried about Celen leaving England alone.

Even though Celen acts very maturely and is the youngest Animagus, he's only thirteen years old this year. No one would feel comfortable letting a wizard that age go to another country alone.

Finally, Garrick Ollivander's offer was really high... Although he repeatedly stated that he only wanted to help his former student and would not accept any Galron, Garrick gave him a price he couldn't refuse.

Twelve bottles of wolfsbane potion, made by a senior apothecary at St. Mungo's, far more effective than the crude, inferior products found in Knockout Alley.

It must be said that Garrick is truly an old wizard who can manipulate people's hearts; Lupin simply couldn't utter a word of refusal.

Then I followed Xilun here.

However, he still had some confidence.

Deeply affected by James's death and Sirius Black's betrayal, he chose to leave England, a place of sorrow, and wander around.

During this period, he came to Egypt and lived there for a long time... because Egypt was not so hostile to werewolves, and he was able to find some odd jobs more easily.

It has to be said that Xilun really found the right person.

“Come with me.” Lupin took the lead and walked forward, with Xiren quickly following.

Passing through the archway is like passing through an invisible barrier, and everything around you suddenly expands.

Before them appeared an even older street, seemingly built of massive stones.

There are shops here, but more often they just lay a carpet on the ground on both sides of the street and sell their goods on the carpet.

The streets were full of wizards, much more lively than Diagon Alley.

Merchants hawked their wares in ancient Arabic, while domesticated sphinx chicks huddled in gilded cages, next to a glass jar containing a swarm of buzzing scarabs.

In an inconspicuous corner, a veiled witch is whispering the "Pharaoh's Curse," claiming it can make enemies hiccup for a month straight.

The same spice aromas as outside, a blend of bitter and sweet herbs, can be overwhelming.

"Khalili Magic Market is located near the Nile River and is the largest magic trading center in North Africa."

Lupin explained from the side, “But a lot of wizards also means they’re hard to manage. So this isn’t a safe shopping street like Diagon Alley; it’s more like another form of Knockdown Alley… Stay close to me.”

"Don't worry." Xilun nodded, looking at a nearby stall with interest.

There were some magic scrolls displayed there... these are magic books unique to Egypt. They prefer to use the ancient scroll format rather than the more convenient book.
But unlike others, these are all cursed scrolls.

The Fang Curse: The teeth of the person under the curse will become sharp and long until they pierce their own chin.

Sandification Curse: A part of the body will turn into sand, and can only be restored by a specific incantation.

In addition, there are the Mummy Curse, the Scarab Heart-Eating Curse, and the Pyramid Curse.

Items banned in the UK are openly displayed on stalls here, with clearly marked prices.

Five Galleons a book, and you get a discount if you buy ten or more...

Merlin's beard—Xiren never dreamed that something that could only be traded secretly could be discounted.

He now understood why Lupin had said this place was more like Knockturn Alley.

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(End of this chapter)