Chapter 44: The Pig's Head Bar and the Nightingale

Diary. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Ginny explained that she came to check her homework, but she also said that this was her own diary, and that a girl would take her private diary to the library to write her homework?uh, maybe it was possible, but that's what Luna would do, and Ginny Weasley didn't look like a character who was willing to expose her secrets easily.

Xie An slowly put his hand back, like a thief who couldn't steal, and said goodbye to his prey with infinite regret. Hermione's question cleared Ginny's outbreak, and Ginny didn't think much of it and said directly, "I want to be a Quidditch pro." Ginny whispered but spoke quickly.

Hermione looked at Ginny in surprise, a little strange that such a shy girl could have such a dream.

"Looks like Ginny is a bit bigger than my goal. Hermione smiled.

"No, yours is fine too. Ginny hurriedly explained. The girl was completely unaware that this was tantamount to admitting her eavesdropping.

"Well, who will say it in the future, I don't think even if I get a perfect score in all the courses of the divination class, I will not be able to make a true and valid prediction about my future. Hermione shrugged her shoulders.

"Yes! Yes, we must be! In fact, our future is certain! We are destined to be with whom!There was a prophecy about Harry, don't you remember, Hermione?" Ginny retorted a little nervously.

"You mean that rumor? I haven't seen any record of that rumor in any official historical record, I don't think that's true. Hermione shook her head.

"No, Dad was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and he knows that prophecy too!" said Ginny excitedly, if something is completely impossible for you, what can you expect but expect fate to mark him directly as yours?

"Order of the Phoenix, I don't think there's anything credible about what they're saying. Xie An keenly heard the key words and hurriedly joined the conversation.

"Dumbledore is the head of the Order of the Phoenix! Professor McGonagall heard it! Dumbledore can testify. Poor Ginny easily fell into the trap and revealed important information to those who needed it.

"That doesn't mean much, after all, there have been more and more rumors about Potter over the years. If this rumor really came true, then why didn't they publish it, and could it be an accurate prophecy to say it after the fact?Or would it not work if it was said as those tricky liars like to say?" Xie An continued to belittle Potter frivolously.

"No, the reason why this prophecy was not made public was to protect Harry. Ginny retorted.

"I don't believe in this kind of hindsight prophecy, and unless I know it in advance, I might be able to confirm it a little. Xie An sneered, a smile of disbelief on his face.

"I don't know the full content of the prophecy, but I do know that Harry Potter will defeat the mystery man. Ginny insisted.

"Ginny, you're a year younger than Harry, and maybe the Dark Lord was defeated before you were born, so why do you say that this prophecy wasn't made up after these things happened?"

Hermione glared at Xie An and said sharply, "Please say the mysterious person in front of others!"

"No, well, I know one more thing, and this is definitely proof!" Ginny, annoyed by Andrew's nasty smile, ignored her fear, and continued, "My mom and dad can testify! If you don't believe me, you can ask Professor Trelawney that she made that prophecy at the pig's head bar! Professor McGonagall heard it herself!"

"Well, Ginny, you may have a point, but it's not normal to maintain Potter too much. Xie An smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

Ginny was stunned for a moment, overwhelmed by the sudden change in Andrew's attitude, and Hermione said, "Ginny, what you said is true? What is the Order of the Phoenix you just said?"

Ginny then realized what she had said, her mother had told her not to talk nonsense, otherwise Harry would be in danger, if only Hermione could forgive herself if she heard Ginny, but the hateful Andrew Lee on the other side, he laughed so hatefully!

Ginny hurriedly remedied: "I don't know too much, maybe what Andrew said makes sense, those things can't be true." Xie An smiled indifferently.

"It's getting late, let's go back, otherwise we will be caught by Filch, and it will be very troublesome. ā€

Ginny didn't do anything wrong, it was the evil Shea who was wrong. But Xie An didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him, he learned the background of the old photo from before, knew more detailed things about the prophecy, and confirmed the existence of the Order of the Phoenix, which would change many things. Moreover, until now, the Weasleys and Lord Earl may still be standing in the same trench, fighting together against Malfoy and other pure-blood families.

However, there is no official record of this secret organization, which has only appeared in the last hundred years, and even if Xie An eagerly visited Professor Binns's ghost at night, the professor said that he had never heard of this organization, and that it did not belong to any of the known mysterious organizations of elves or wizards. Then this organization may be specially organized by Dumbledore!

Dumbledore had formed his own secret society, like a Muggle party, which didn't seem like good news. If Getler gives the impression of a dangerous and bloodthirsty militarized wizard, is Dumbledore ready to become a revolutionary party in the wizarding world, an opposition party to overthrow the Ministry of Magic? Xie An couldn't help but be a little worried, maybe there would really be a direct conflict between the two sides in the future.

Hermione obviously didn't think much of it, and the dire situation made Shea'an begin to urgently need more powerful forces. The situation has become more dangerous: Penelope has been attacked!

Hogsmeade Village has always been a favourite place for Hogwarts students, and students can apply to visit Hogsmeade on weekends when they reach their second year. As a prefect, Penelope can apply for more time periods, which is why Xie An hopes to have a stable channel.

After Penelope passed the information several times according to Xie An's arrangement, she was no longer satisfied with the small role of running errands, she wanted to join Xie An's plan more deeply, Xie An stared at her coldly for a while, and after making sure that this prefect who was older than herself and more ambitious than herself was indeed not prepared, she agreed to participate in a secret tentative activity: go to Hogsmeade's village to participate in a direct secret activity.

This peaceful village is now a thriving undercurrent, where various factions have established their own networks of Floo, Portkey Markers, and other magical magic. It's hardest to tell if it's friend or foe these days - maybe someone has already been controlled by the Imperius Curse - it's too confusing.

Albus Dumbledore's younger brother, Aberforth Dumbledore's pig's head pub has now become one of the wrestling points of various forces, and even Xie An is a little nervous about the danger.

As a rookie, Penelope is not prepared to hide herself in a low-key manner, but fortunately, her status as a Hogwarts student makes all forces automatically ignore her. Albus Dumbledore, the president of the Ministry of Magic, the president of the Wizards' Federation, and the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, is the protector of all Hogwarts students, and no one can stand it at this time.

As Penelope looked nervously at the strange and familiar bar, Aberforth beckoned her directly to the bar.

"Hogwarts students, it's not a weekend, what are you doing here?" Aberforth asked, looking down and cleaning his glass. Penelope looked at the tall, calm-faced barkeeper. If it weren't for Xie An's special emphasis, who would have known that he was actually the younger brother of the world-famous white wizard Dumbledore - the elder brother is a genius wizard, and the younger brother is just a waiter who runs a bar--- such a contrast is really incomprehensible.

"How do you know I'm a student at Hogwarts?" Penelope tried to make herself look calmer and more mature, she had met Dumbledore many times, comparing the two up close, except for the eyes, the two were really similar: long hair in a shawl, gray beard, tall build, except that the headmaster Dumbledore had a whiter beard and deeper wisdom, and the barkeeper Dumbledore's eyes were calmer and more restrained, and his beard was gray.

"The professor of the school doesn't want you to come here at this time, you should go back to the school quickly, and remember to keep your head down when you go out, and don't say anything!" Aberforth wiped a goblet and hung it on the bar, the magic lights constantly changing, making the glasses glow a charming red, blue, and yellow color.

Penelope had been here before, but today it seemed like she had discovered it for the first time! It was not too late, and there were already a few cloaked drinkers scattered around the bar. They all wrapped themselves so tightly that they couldn't even distinguish between men and women, Xie An's assignment now seemed like a joke, and these people didn't have any chance to speak at all.

Penelope looked at the stubborn old English gentleman and whispered, "I never knew how many secrets there were here, would you like to tell me some useful news? ā€

Aberforth looked at Penelope like a fool, and Aberforth said coldly, "Who wants you to do this?

Penelope was hit at once, Xie An's idea didn't seem to work at all, but it was a trap, Aberforth couldn't be bought by a little girl at all!

Penelope looked nervously around the bar, except for the blonde girl smiling at herself in the oil painting hanging on the wall of the bar's living room, as if no one noticed what she was doing, she decided to try again: "I know you and Headmaster Dumbledore are brothers, Mr. Dumbledore, we are not enemies, I just want to know something about the Order of the Phoenix." Unaware of the implications of these questions, Penelope accepted Shea's instructions and decided to carry them out.

The barkeeper looked stunned by Penelope's question, glaring at Penelope with an ugly face, as if he was about to take out his wand and attack her.

"Jingle bells. A soft sound came from the door of the bar, and a wizard wrapped in a cloak floated in.

"Give me a glass of blood. A low voice came from inside the cloak, no skin exposed, and no man or woman could be heard, and he came to Penelo's side and said to the owner of the pig's head bar, a strong smell that made Penelo's face pale.

"Sorry, this week's supply is gone, you can order something else. Aberforth replied coldly.

Cloak seemed to think for a moment, and then said, "Then have some honey!"

Aberforth's face softened a little, and he turned to look for it from the cabinet in the back, "Do you want vodka?" ā€

The cloak seemed to think for a while before saying, "I like Moutai, or my daughter Hong, I remember you have it here." ā€

"Yes, yes, but it's not cheap these days. Aberforth took out a black jar from the right side of the cabinet, opened the mud seal on it, and a rich aroma of wine wafted out.

"Dangdang. Penelope didn't see any bags or arms, and a few gold gallons fell straight out of the air.

Aberforth calmly mixed the honey and white wine in a shaker, then poured it into a huge wooden cup and placed it on the bar: "African honey, thirty years old daughter red, enough to warm you up." Aberforth put the gold coins away, then turned to look at Penelope, who had not left, and said directly, "McGonagall may come for a drink in a while, do you want her to know that you have been here?"

Penelope was speechless in surprise as he watched the liquid in the rough wooden cup turn into a line of liquid and flow directly into the cloak. Soon a large glass of honey and liquor was consumed, and the cloak floated away.

"That's... Is that a vampire?" Penelope asked, stammering.

"Fool, would the Ministry of Magic let a vampire appear in the wizarding world? I don't even know this, so why don't I go back to Hogwarts soon!" Aberforth said sternly.

Penelope listened to Aberforth's words, stared at Aberforth for a while, and a beautiful smile slowly bloomed on his somewhat pale face, and the bar owner was stared at inexplicably, muttering that the children were becoming more and more disagreeable, etc., and began to clean the boxwood root he had just used and pick up the big wine glass.

"You remind me of my grandfather, who was as kind and stubborn as you were, as much as I hated my dad. Thank you for the advice, then I'm leaving. Penelope smiled at Aberforth and turned away from the bar.

Aberforth put the boxwood cup back among his nine brothers, saw Penelope come out of the bar, looked up at the girl in blue in the golden oil painting on the wall of the bar, the girl who had been smiling sweetly was also looking at him with a worried face, Aberforth sighed slightly, took off his apron, and turned to the back of the bar.

It was already completely dark, and Penelope was walking alone on the streets of Hogsmeade Village, it was not too hot, and without the lights of the Muggle city, the bright stars covered the pale blue sky early. Penelope hummed a song in a low voice, and she could tell from Shea's tone that he didn't have any hope for his mission, so Penelope didn't feel at all that he should be upset about his failure.

Seeing that the principal's younger brother was just an ordinary country bar owner, Penelope suddenly felt that the world was not so dark. Just as seeing the begonia flowers blooming at night makes people want to live hard, the kind and noble quality shines on the girl's heart and makes her temporarily turn back from the edge of the dangerous cliff.

"Gently wake up the sleeping heart (female voice and cute), slowly open your eyes (female voice and crisp), and see if the busy world is still lonely and turning around (female voice and snort)..."Softly humming a foreign song in praise of tomorrow that he learned from Xie An, Penelope, who was running and jumping, suddenly felt as if he was about to fly to the free sky like a bird.

"Fainted. "In the darkness, an evil red light struck the cheerful nightingale.