"It seems he's really dead."
After waiting for about five minutes and seeing no movement from the Old Wizard, George cautiously pushed the door open and walked in.
He checked the Old Wizard's breathing, and only after confirming he was truly dead did he let out a huge sigh of relief.
A seventy or eighty-year-old Dark Wizard—if it were a direct confrontation, he would definitely not be a match.
The Old Wizard could simply protect himself with a Shield Charm and then easily knock him out with the simplest Stupefy.
As a Dark Wizard, to live to such an old age, he must have had some tricks up his sleeve, and perhaps even some powerful trump cards.
The main reason he was able to kill him by sneak attack was not because his own abilities were strong, but because the other party had no defenses whatsoever.
After confirming the Old Wizard's death, George feigned a look of panic, quickly pushed open the closed shop door, and ran towards Diagon Alley.
He didn't shout in Knockturn Alley; doing so might not attract Aurors but instead draw some ill-intentioned Dark Wizards first.
"Oh no, oh no! Mr. Merton was injured while brewing a Potion! Can someone please come and save him quickly!"
After George ran to Diagon Alley, he began to shout frantically with a panicked expression, looking as if his own father had truly died.
Soon, two Aurors patrolling nearby were drawn to him.
"Take us there quickly!"
As a gathering place for Wizards and Dark Wizards, Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley are patrolled by Aurors almost twenty-four hours a day to prevent anything from hitting the news and affecting the Ministry of Magic, especially the Minister's reputation.
Moreover, it was still the start of the school year, and many young Wizards were being brought by their parents for big purchases.
"Director Scrimgeour, after examination, no magic fluctuations from a second wand were found, nor was any property missing, ruling out the possibility of murder.
It can be confirmed as an accidental death caused by Potion brewing."
Inside Merton's Potion Shop, a Witch with pink hair, a pale heart-shaped face, and around eighteen or nineteen years old, was reporting the investigation results to the middle-aged Wizard standing opposite George.
The middle-aged Wizard nodded with satisfaction after listening:
"A very detailed analysis, Tonks.
It seems Mad-Eye taught you well this year.
Study hard with him, and in two years, you can become a full-fledged Auror."
"Although Professor Moody has a bad temper, it's my honor to be able to study with him."
The Witch showed a hint of pride on her face.
Although Alastor Moody had already retired, he was a well-known Auror in the Wizarding World; more than half of the Dark Wizards in Azkaban were sent there by him.
To receive guidance from such a retired Auror during her Auror preparatory period made other probationary Aurors of her year very envious.
Meanwhile, George, who was pricking up his ears to listen, had a thought after hearing their conversation.
"Scrimgeour, the head of the Auror Office, is that Rufus Scrimgeour, who later succeeded Cornelius Fudge as the new Minister for Magic?
And Tonks, is that the Metamorphmagus Nymphadora Tonks?"
He carefully recalled his memories from his previous life, and gradually some impressions of the two people in front of him emerged.
This Scrimgeour, after succeeding Cornelius Fudge as the new Minister for Magic, adopted a very tough stance against Lord Voldemort and the Death Eaters.
Then he was cruelly murdered by Lord Voldemort.
As for this Tonks, she was born with the ability to change her appearance at will, and it seems she eventually married Professor Lupin; he didn't expect her to have just graduated and not yet become a full-fledged Auror.
From this perspective, Professor Lupin is quite the cradle robber.
Of course, that's not important; what's important is that he knows Scrimgeour and Tonks are both relatively responsible Aurors, which is a good thing for him now.
Are Aurors necessarily good people?
Not necessarily.
The Ministry of Magic is currently rife with corruption, and many Aurors are involved.
If he had encountered a greedy Auror, it would be hard to say how much of this inheritance he would ultimately receive.
"What a poor child, finally adopted, and now an orphan again."
After handing the investigation report to the Director, Tonks turned to look at George, her eyes showing sympathy.
Through the recent investigation, she naturally knew the background of this thin boy.
"That's not necessarily true; it might even be a good thing for him."
However, Scrimgeour, who heard Tonks's sigh, shook his head.
As the head of the Auror Office, having worked for so many years, he knew exactly what kind of Wizards resided in Knockturn Alley.
From the boy's thin and scarred body, he had long seen something amiss and had guessed most of it.
That's why he said this was a good thing for the little boy; at least he could inherit a considerable fortune and go to Hogwarts for school.
"Child, your name is Dora, right?
Because Mr. Merton died unexpectedly, and you are his only relative, so…"
Scrimgeour came before George and roughly explained the situation.
There were two main points.
Firstly, George could inherit the Dark Wizard's shop and the money stored in Gringotts.
Secondly, with the Dark Wizard's death, no one could teach George magic, so he had to go to Hogwarts to study.
Both points were within George's expectations, and he readily agreed.
Throughout the investigation, he did not appear overly sad or heartbroken.
Because it would be too fake, and he didn't have such good acting skills to deceive Scrimgeour, who clearly was an old hand.
However, in the end, he still made a request.
"Sir, I don't want to use the name Dora anymore; can I change my name?"
He wasn't familiar with the name Dora; if possible, he preferred to change back to George, which sounded more pleasant to his ears.
"Of course, you can.
Tomorrow, Miss Tonks will take you to handle all the inheritance procedures, and if you wish, she can also help you change your name."
Scrimgeour was not too surprised by George's request; he thought George might want to forget some unpleasant memories through this method.
"Don't worry, leave it to me!"
At this moment, Tonks stepped forward and placed her hand on George's head, gently ruffling his hair with a warm tone.
She wasn't foolish either; from the conversation between the Director and George, she had vaguely sensed something.
"Then thank you, Auror Miss."
George, hearing this, politely expressed his gratitude.
Having the opportunity to connect with an Auror was certainly not a bad thing, especially since he might need an Auror's help in the future.
Knockturn Alley was not a good place; inheriting the Dark Wizard's fortune was like a child walking down the street with a piece of gold, which would certainly attract envious eyes.
They might not dare to do anything openly, but what they might do in secret was hard to say.
"What a sensible child."
Seeing George so young yet so sensible and polite, Tonks immediately felt a greater fondness for him.
For adults, most don't particularly dislike children; what truly annoys them are those mischievous children and their indulgent parents.
If they encounter obedient and polite children, many are willing to lend a hand.
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