Ron and Hermione's relationship froze again one day, and Way, in the words of the Sly's twin brothers, "Crookshank just followed its instincts." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 But Ron still couldn't stand the big cat dangling in front of his spots, and behaved like he was about to prey, and considering that Ron was now sick, Hermione chose not to quarrel with him to deal with their relationship, so she spent most of her time in the library, during which time she was very busy, and because of the time turner, she needed to spend more time to complete the homework assigned to her by the teacher.

Now the three of them will be very awkward as long as they are together, but they will often bump into each other unconsciously. Harry wanted to act as a buffer between the two, but neither of them appreciated it.

The first Hogsmeade week came, and none of the three of them made it.

Harry wanted to go but was not qualified, Ron was limited to his own physical factors, of course, more because he made a mistake and was punished, even if Mrs. Molly signed for him early, it was canceled by the letters sent from home later, such as asking Percy to confiscate his signature, which was considered a punishment for him.

As for Hermione, the reason she gave herself was that she was too busy to take care of the consequences of using a time turner and catch up on some of her class assignments, but perhaps only deep down knew that she didn't want to go to that place with someone's memories, which meant nothing to her, that the novelty was gone, and that she didn't need to go again.

Compared to the somewhat awful trio of recent times, Malfoy's days were much more moist, and many of the arrangements were completed, which gave him plenty of time and mood to do something boring.

Let's say, go shopping with a girl.

"Draco, how about you try this flavored bean? I think it's pretty good. ”

Well, dandruff does smell good.

"Where's this licorice wand?" she asked, running to another shelf.

Without waiting for Malfoy to answer, Pansy said excitedly, waving her arms again.

"Look, this bubblegum blows out so beautifully, I'm going to turn my dorm room the color of bellflowers, what do you say?"

This is at the Honey Duke Confectionery.

Pansy basically tried all kinds of snacks throughout the store, and it seemed that women were born with a love for desserts compared to men. If Malfoy hadn't foreseen the extra pockets of the Traceless Extension Charm, he thought that he would most likely not be able to go back today, and would have been drowned in piles of goods.

After shopping, they went to the Three Broomsticks Bar.

Wizards of all stripes gathered here, and they talked and talked about the secrets of the wizarding world that seemed to be true and false, and alcohol was the best means of entertainment, and a few wizards were so angry that they almost rolled up their sleeves and raised their wands to fight it out.

The other tables were also full of people, some tall and thin, faceless wizards who covered themselves in robes, and only showed their mouths when they drank. There are old witches with sharp hats and wrinkled faces, and even let the black cat in their arms climb on the table to drink together, and more ordinary-dressed wizards are also here to pass their leisure time, of course, more students come to try the fresh, the freshness and excitement make them a little excited, and they want to restrain themselves, showing others the illusion of "actually I come often", but they don't know that the student robe that symbolizes their identity has exposed the fact that they are still a "rookie".

"Butterbeer isn't alcohol, is it? Just let me taste it? At the front desk of the bar, Pansy was staring at a bubbling glass of beer with her hands on her cheeks, and her words couldn't help but have a slightly inquiring and coquettish tone, hoping to take a sip. The proprietress of the three-broom bar laughed, she had never seen such a lovely girl, so she took the initiative to pour a glass and handed it to Pansy, and said with a smile: "Cute face, is it the first time you have brought your boyfriend? ”

"How dare he?" Pansy glared at Malfoy, taking a sip of the cup that had been placed in front of her, but her face turned red unconsciously, and she didn't know if it was the effect of beer or the result of her boyfriend.

"Hey, Draco, why did you become two? Did you use any new magic?" Pansy's face was stained with an intoxicating red, dizzy and unconscious, and the next moment she fell headlong on the bar, if it weren't for his quick eyes and quick pulling, Pansy would have had to bump hard.

Malfoy couldn't bear to look at it, this amount of alcohol simply broke through the lower limit of his cognition, just now he just pretended not to see someone's small movements, as long as he didn't agree, Pansy should not be able to drink even a sip, thinking that he would open one eye and close one eye to let her try it, but the amount of early taste actually put her down, it was really unexpected.

"That's a touching amount of alcohol. Malfoy sighed as he thought about what to do now.

"Uh... I'm sorry. Mrs. Rosmerta quickly apologized, she had obviously overestimated the amount of alcohol the girl had drunk before, which had never happened before, and she knew very well the degree of butterbeer in her shop, and it was hard for her to get drunk like this by drinking so little.

Just as Malfoy was thinking about how to deal with the little drunken cat, the proprietress in front of him spoke in surprise.

"Actually, it's pretty good, how about it, do you need a room from our bar?" Ms. Rosmerta changed to another expression at this time, showing a hint of a smile, looking at him ambiguously, and began to "seduce". "Looks like this little girl still likes you. ”

Malfoy even doubted that her next sentence would be to say something like "three years of blood, not a loss of death".

"You still like to flirt with students as always. Malfoy said.

"What? Do I know even a student of your age? Ms. Rosmerta chuckled lightly, her gestures full of the air of a mature woman.

"I'm not ashamed, I'm proud. Malfoy sneered.

"Such a serious boy is really not cute at all, and he doesn't blush. She shook her head in disappointment, and said, "You watch her here, I'll go to the kitchen and get her something to sober up." As he spoke, he pinched Pansy's rosy face, "Look at it, how cute, I'm so moved, do you really don't think about it anymore?"

"Let me first find out if the charges of instigation can be imprisoned in Azkaban. Malfoy said with a blank face.

"It's really boring. The woman shook her head in disappointment, stood up, twisted her thin waist and walked towards a corner of the bar, which attracted the other males of the bar for a while, and I have to say that this woman does have a kind of seductive charm.

"It's finally gone. Malfoy finally breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a tingling pain in his arm, only to find that Pansy, who had just fallen in front of the table, had unconsciously grabbed his arm, and also bit lightly on his wrist, leaving a row of tooth marks.

"Are you a dog?" Malfoy said to himself, feeling that he was really bad today, "This is my hand, not your favorite crème brûlée." Malfoy reluctantly reminded, only to find that Pansy's teeth were tighter.

"Dangerous goods I - any beverage with alcohol. Malfoy said, making up her mind not to touch these things again.

"Draco, don't die. Pansy, who was already half-drunk and half-awake, suddenly dreamed of such a sentence.

"I'm too hard at it, isn't it?" Malfoy was a little speechless, but still stroked her hair and comforted, "I don't care for my life, don't worry, I won't die." Pansy shuddered when she heard this, and then she fell silent again.

This made Malfoy wonder what was going on in the visions Pansy had brought to Pansy by the Dementors that made her so frightened that she would have nightmares at such times.

Soon, soon they will no longer be able to "do evil". Malfoy muttered to himself, clenching his fists at the thought of the disgusting monsters.

"They're going to get the end they deserve. The smile on his face faded away, and all that remained in his gray eyes was the indifference of dealing with the enemy, deep and calm.

"The sobering soup is here, lad. Rosmerta's voice came from behind him.

"Thank you. Malfoy put on a polite smile again, turned and reached out to take the cup, as if it had been the same expression on his face just a moment ago. (To be continued.) )