0154 Idea

0154 Idea

He had an idea. A persistent idea that had been haunting him for a while.

He wanted to find a house for himself, a place where he could settle down and end his years of wandering. Ever since the new dormitory of the orphanage was built, he felt that he had somewhat fulfilled his duty to the children who had no one else to rely on. With the orphanage having some social support and the children having some survival skills, he felt that it was time for him to pursue his own happiness.

After all the drama he had gone through, he valued stability and peace very much.

To be honest, Hogsmeade was not Bryan's ideal place to live. The buildings here were too crowded, too close to each other, and too close to Hogwarts. He didn't like the noise or the constant presence of the professors of Hogwarts. He preferred a more secluded and quiet environment, where he could conduct his magical experiments and research without any interference.

Of course, settling in the Muggle world was not a good choice either, because there were too many Muggles, which would make it inconvenient and risky to use magic.

The best option was to settle in a village where most of the residents were wizards. That way, he wouldn't have to be restrained by anything.

Currently, in Britain, Hogsmeade is the only pure wizarding village, but there are also many villages and hamlets that have sizeable wizarding populations, such as Tinworth in Cornwall, Upper Flagley in Yorkshire, Ottery St Catchpole and Godric's Hollow in the West Country, and so on.

During the summer vacation, Bryan also took some time to think about this problem. He decided that after catching Sirius Black, he would take that large sum of galleons and visit these villages to find a quiet and comfortable mansion as his future home.

Bryan stood in a narrow and dim living room, his eyes swept over the slightly moldy silver-green wallpaper on the four walls, wrinkled his nose, and looked a bit dissatisfied.

He remembered that the last time he rented a house outside was after he graduated from college in his previous life. During those years when he was a corporate slave, Bryan had lived with a young couple who always argued loudly and a middle-aged uncle who only came out of his room once every three or four months.

This house was rented with the help of Mrs. Rosmerta, the landlady of the Three Broomsticks pub. There was no such role as a real estate agent in the wizarding world. Bryan, who was not very familiar with the situation, had to seek help from the locals.

The original owner of the house was a forty-something bachelor who made a living by delivering vegetables and ingredients to Hogwart's kitchen. This was not a rare thing. Most of the villagers relied on Hogwarts to support their families. When Bryan asked why he wanted to rent out his house, the bearded bachelor answered casually,

"I'm going on vacation, sir. I've been living in this village for many years. It's time to change my living environment. Maybe I'll meet love unexpectedly on my journey!"

The old bachelor said so to Bryan, but turned around and muttered under his breath,

"Oh, I've had enough of those dementors who patrol the village every day and break into my house every now and then. Unless they get out of here, I'll never come back!"

Because the original owner lived alone and worked as a deliveryman, the house was not very clean and sanitary. Even the bedroom was filled with a strong mixture of cabbage, potato and carrot smell that made Bryan want to gag.

Of course, Bryan had nothing to complain about. After all, the rent for this house was only a little over one hundred galleons a year, which was quite cheap compared to other places.

This was the name of the sender at the end of the letter. Bryan was used to knowing who the letter was from before reading it.

'Did he find out?'

Bryan's eyes shook for a moment, and eagerly looked at the words written in fine handwriting.

The content of the letter was very short, and had nothing to do with Sirius Black, but it still made him frown slightly.

"In the same compartment with Harry Potter, met dementors checking halfway, no one was hurt, but many people were scared. Harry fainted."

After destroying the letter with a simple incineration spell, Bryan shook his head and chuckled softly,

"The Chosen One always has some stories wherever he goes. Well accidents–"

Dinner was simple, just a bunch of fried potato slices and a few roasted sausages that he bought from Mrs Rosmerta's pub earlier. Bryan sat in the dining room, facing his shadow on the wall cast by the candlelight, quietly enjoying the tranquility of being alone. By the way, he also thought about how to catch Sirius Black.

There was no good way to do this. There were not only one smart person in the wizarding world. If there really was a way to catch Black immediately, the Aurors would have done it already.

At present, it was generally believed that Black would sneak up to Hogwarts and try to kill Harry Potter in school. But no one could say for sure how Black would do it or when he would do it.

Bryan had some ideas, but they were not very reliable. He thought that maybe he could use some tracking spells or devices to locate Black, or maybe he could use some bait or traps to lure him out. But he knew that these methods were risky and uncertain. He needed more information and clues before he could act.

Before today, Bryan could only wait passively for Sirius to expose himself in an assassination attempt. He had no idea where Black was hiding or what he was planning. He felt frustrated and helpless. But after meeting Tonks this morning and learning about Black's relationship with the Potters from her mouth, as well as that the Aurors were not only guarding against Sirius sneaking into Hogsmeade but also squatting outside his old house, Bryan suddenly had an idea.

"Why not go to where the Potters were killed and see if there are any clues."

Bryan chewed on his sausage and said vaguely, with a bit of sauce dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Maybe criminal psychology will work. It's better than waiting."

He thought that maybe Black had some emotional attachment to the place where his 'Master' died. Maybe he would visit there occasionally to mourn or to seek revenge. Maybe he would leave some traces or clues behind.

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