The Leaky Cauldron!

"The other person had a package containing some wild fruits and a rabbit that had been skinned and was covered in blood. The size of the rabbit was quite large.

"I found these outside," the other person said.

Braun didn't express gratitude but accepted the fruits and began eating them. Truth be told, they didn't taste very good—rather bitter. However, for Braun, who hadn't seen the sun for a long time, this was already a rare gift. It's worth noting that a few days ago, the original person had eaten some unidentifiable mush. At this moment, being able to eat wild fruits is already considered a precious gift.

"I'll roast the rabbit for you. What about the two Muggles in the cell?" The other person asked, skillfully starting a fire and preparing to roast the rabbit.

Braun was silent for a moment. While killing the other person to prevent any leaks seemed like the best choice, as a human being, he didn't intend to take that route.

"Give the prisoners a portion of food each day. Release them in ten days," Braun instructed. Cassatt agreed without any objections. In his mind, whatever Braun decided was the right course of action.

As the rabbit roasted over the flame, its fur turned golden, and the aroma of the meat filled the cave. Braun couldn't help but salivate. However, he knew the rabbit wasn't cooked properly. He could only quietly chew the somewhat bitter wild fruit in his mouth while keeping his eyes fixed on the rabbit meat.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the rabbit was finally cooked. Braun took a slightly burned rabbit leg, chewed it, and swallowed it slowly. His body was severely depleted, and suddenly eating meat wouldn't be beneficial—it would only further weaken his body.

"Give each of them a small piece of meat about the size of a thumb, and the rest can be given with the wild fruits," Braun instructed Cassatt, who was heading towards the dungeon.

Since the decision was made to let the other person go, Braun had no intention of killing them. Providing a small amount of meat would help their bodies adjust, and wild fruits would be their main food. With ten days of recovery, at least Braun would have the strength to return to London City.

"Just keep waiting," Braun muttered to himself, gazing at the rough stone ceiling.

...

Ten days wasn't a long time. During this period, the first thing Braun did every day was sign in. Today, his Mangekyo Sharingan finally completed its upgrade, officially becoming the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan. Today was also the day Braun would leave this place.

"Let's go!" Braun ordered Cassatt, who respectfully carried a large backpack. It contained items they had collected over the years through robbery, including magic books, gold galleons, various currencies, and jewelry from the Muggle world. Capturing Muggles was a better option than attacking wizards, considering the potential troubles.

Aside from this wealth, Cassatt still had two shrunken human heads hanging from his waist—the heads of Boss and his accomplice, killed by Braun. Braun's original parents were dead, and there were no remains. Leaving these heads was a way to pay homage to them and serve as a reminder of their sacrifice. The heads would also be displayed at Braun's home as a memento of their courage and a reminder of the price of weakness in this ruthless, magical world.

The two children who had been in the dungeon with Braun were now following behind. They seemed a bit subdued, controlled by Braun, and their memories of this period were erased. The wizarding world and the Muggle world were like parallel lines. As ordinary people, it was often better for them to live as if they didn't know anything, rather than having their beliefs shattered. This was the best outcome for them.

Under Braun's illusion, their presence went unnoticed until they approached the city of London. Then the two children became visible.

"My God! What happened to these two children?"

"Get a policeman! Call the police!"

The crowd erupted in exclamations, and soon two soldiers in uniform came over. After one of the soldiers compared the photos in his hand, they found the parents of the two children.

Looking at the two children being hugged and cried over by their respective parents, Braun knew it was time for him to leave.

"Go to the leaky cauldron," Braun whispered. Cassatt nodded respectfully and followed Braun, respecting his every move.

The Leaky Cauldron was located at 4 Charing Cross Road. This small-fronted bar had been here since the sixteenth century and was one of the oldest pubs in England. Ignoring the Muggles passing by on the street, they walked through the magical detector and entered the bar.

Inside, the bar seemed much larger than its exterior suggested. It wasn't very crowded at this hour; a few wizards in cloaks were quietly enjoying their drinks."