Evan didn't care about Umbridge, he wanted to ask Dumbledore about the vampire, but the other party didn't give him a chance, and after dealing with this matter, he didn't know where he went, and he was definitely not in the headmaster's office anyway. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For days after that, Umbridge never appeared at the school.

Many people are speculating whether there is no way to remove the scars on her face, and she has no face to continue to stay at Hogwarts.

If any professor encounters such a humiliating thing, it is better to resign directly.

These rumors have been going on, and many people have sworn that Umbridge has submitted his resignation letter to Dumbledore as if it were true.

All in all, it was in this pleasant atmosphere that Hogsmeade visited Japan for the first time this semester.

Everyone had been looking forward to this day for a long time, and Evan and Hermione were going to talk to everyone about forming an extracurricular group to do combat training and learn defenses.

Compared to teaching Umbridge a lesson, that's the right thing to do.

The morning of the trip to Hogsmeade, it was sunny, but windy.

After breakfast, Evan, Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Colin lined up in front of Filch, checking their names against the long list of classmates whose parents or guardians had allowed them to visit Hogsmeade.

Since Umbridge left, Filch had also settled down a lot, and with a wave of his hand, he let Evan and the others pass.

"It feels really good, Umbridge isn't there, and the whole school is a lot more relaxed. Ron said, "Well, if I could, I would like that woman to just quit and never come back." ”

"That's impossible!" Hermione said, "we need to be careful, she won't just leave it at that, and then again, you two went too far last time, and I heard she was hurt very badly......"

"She deserves it!"

"yes, that's right, but she'...... after all"

"Alright, Hermione, where are we going now?" asked Harry hurriedly, "Three broomsticks?"

"Oh no!" Hermione was distracted, not worrying about Umbridge's revenge, which was already the topic they had discussed the most in a while, "No, it was always crowded and noisy. I talked to Aven and told the others to meet us at the Pig's Head Bar, which was another bar, you know, not on the main road. Yes, I don't think it's a bit safe, but my classmates don't usually go there, so I don't think we'll be overheard. ”

"The bar was deserted, we could get a private room. Evan said.

They walked down the main road, past Jokowi's joke shop, where they unsurprisingly saw Fred, George and Lee Jordan.

Passing by the post office, every few moments some owls flew out of it.

Then they turned onto a side road with a small bar at the intersection. A tattered wooden sign hung from a rusty stand on the door, on which was depicted a severed boar's head, blood seeping through the white cloth that encased it.

As they approached, the sign creaked in the wind, and the five of them hesitated outside the door.

"Let's go, let's go in. Hermione said, looking a little nervous.

"Don't worry, it's nothing, it's just, well, it's shabby!" said Aven, leading the way inside.

In fact, it's not a shabby bit.

Inside, it's completely different from the Three Broomsticks Bar, where the big bar always feels bright, clean and warm, while the Pig's Head Bar has a small, dark, very dirty room that smells of mutton.

Several bay windows were covered with a thick layer of dirt that barely let in the light, and some candles were lit on the rough wooden tables.

At first glance, I thought the ground was compacted dirt.

However, when I stepped on it, I realized that the ground that was originally paved with stone had accumulated dirt for centuries.

Evan had been here a few times before, but he couldn't help but sniffle and smell the thick smell of mutton in the air.

Speaking of which, Dumbledore's younger brother Aberforth really has a soft spot for goats.

"Do you remember?" said Harry, in a low voice, "Hagrid once said that he won a dragon egg here, and that was Noble, the Norwegian Ridgeback Dragon, what happened to us in our first year. ”

"yes, he said he won it from a hooded stranger. Ron said, swallowing.

"Pretty much in the style of the place, isn't it? I've always wondered why Hagrid didn't suspect that the man had kept his face tightly in their relationship. Harry continued.

It wasn't until now that he realized that it seemed to be fashionable to hide his face in the pig's head bar.

There was a man at the bar, his whole head wrapped in a dirty gray bandage.

Still, it was possible to pour a smoking, flame-burning thing through a gap in the bandage of his mouth, and at a table by the window sat two hooded figures, who would have thought they were Dementors if they had not spoken in a thick Yorkshire accent.

In a dark corner by the fireplace sat a witch with a thick black scarf hanging down to her feet.

All they could see was the tip of her nose as it lifted the mask slightly.

"I don't think that's right!" Harry whispered as they walked towards the bar, looking attentively at the scarf-clad witch, "Did you think it would be Umbridge in there?"

Hermione narrowed her eyes and glanced at the scarf-wrapped figure.

"Umbridge is shorter than the woman!" she whispered, "and besides, she should be in the hospital now, and even if Umbridge comes here, she can't stop us." I read the rules and regulations of the school two or three times, and we didn't deviate. I also asked Professor Flitwick if students could go into the pig's head bar, and he said yes, but he repeatedly suggested that I bring my own glass. We weren't really building an army, we were just building an extracurricular group and letting Evan teach us magic, and I looked up everything I could think of about organizing study groups and extracurricular groups, and they were absolutely permissible, I just felt that we shouldn't be overly hyped about it, because Fudge and the Ministry of Magic didn't want us to do that. ”

"Wait, haven't you found out who she is?" said Evan softly.

"Who is it?"

"Of course it's Montdongues!" said Aven, "and this disguise looks great, doesn't it?"