Chapter 734: Death Eater Handler
"I've done what you asked. Where's the stuff? Have you brought it?"
A hoarse, deep voice echoed from an isolated, empty classroom on the eighth floor of Hogwarts, as chilling as a poltergeist's whisper.
"Don't worry, you'll get your share."
Kyle pulled a suitcase from his Mokeskin pouch, placed it on the table, flipped it open, and pushed it forward.
"Two hundred enhanced crackling and popping balloons, not one less."
With Zonko's Joke Shop closed, Kyle had sourced them from Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. Fred and George had hidden them in a hollowed-out book to avoid detection by Filch.
Kyle had suggested a more practical approach—just using a small box with an Undetectable Extension Charm—but the Weasley twins had disagreed, calling it too boring, not nearly exciting enough.
Peeves immediately swooped over to inspect the suitcase, tapping it lightly. Indeed, there were plenty—thirty more than promised, even. But instead of looking pleased, he frowned.
"That's not right. There were supposed to be a hundred Dungbombs, and I don't see a single one."
"Don't worry, Dungbombs can't be transported like balloons. It'll take a few more days," Kyle explained. "And this time, they've made some... improvements."
"Improvements..." Peeves's eyes gleamed. "They've made them bigger?"