An empty tavern, a bottle of wine, a stack of peanuts, two wine glasses, and a man crying bitterly.

The collapse of a middle-aged man may be in an instant.

McGonagall raised her eyebrows slightly, but she didn't have much empathy, perhaps as Mr. Zhou Shuren said, the joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same.

While crying, Poppy poured herself another glass of wine and took a sip.

After this second glass of wine, his mood eased a lot, because he was already a little drunk or two.

So he began to babble and began to talk to the empty seat opposite.

"Former ...... Senior, you said that although we are an official in the eyes of others, we are just an ordinary person, you are still a sixth-level knight, I am not even a knight, I don't do anything bad on weekdays, I just listen to the arrangement above, this is an accident, why is it all ours, isn't it? ”

"Tell me, this time you just stamped the order and sent out the secret order, but in the end you were also arrested. If you don't issue that secret order, I'll arrest you a few days ago......"

"Alas...... This is a fool, a fool......"

Poppy drank two more glasses, and began to babble nonsense.

McGonagall almost understood that this guest was indeed an official of the Ministry of War, and that there was a close senior who was implicated in this case, and he was one of the officials who was killed the night before.

"Don't just drink, eat some peanuts." McGonagall sat down in front of Poppy and shoved the yet-to-be-touched stack of drunkard peanuts a little in front of Poppy.

Poppy looked at him sideways, his eyes a little foggy, and he was stunned for a moment before reaching out and pinching a peanut and feeding it to his mouth.

"Click, click."

The peanuts were chewed, and the crispy fragrance made him sober up a little, and the conversation was also raised, and he pulled McGonagall to begin to tell about his love-hate relationship with the senior, oh, it was a brotherhood.

McGonagall grabbed a handful of peanuts and became a qualified melon eater.

Irina, who was originally drinking alone, also came over with a bottle of wine full of curiosity, sipped a small wine, listened with relish, heard the highlights, and cheered twice.

"But, you're so basic, does your wife know?" Irina asked curiously.

"Kee? We are pure brotherhood...... Do you understand brotherhood? Poppy tilted her head to look at Irina and increased her voice a little to emphasize.

"I understand, it's that my brother is more important than my wife, and I go to drink with my brother every day after work." Irina rolled her eyes, squinted at McGonagall, and said with a bit of murder, "If you dare to do this, I don't mind being widowed." ”

"I don't have a brother." McGonagall looked at Irina, who was three points drunk and three points murderous, and quickly clarified.

"Well, the world is unpredictable, I thought we could drink until we were old, but I didn't expect him to go before me......" Poppy sighed deeply.

"Here, drink some more." McGonagall helped him fill his glass.

Poppy drank it all in one gulp and fell into the memory kill again.

"You said that senior was unjustly killed? This has nothing to do with him? McGonagall saw that he was almost drunk, and began to induce patterns.

"Yes...... Isn't it, what is he, what is he...... Where did the border army mobilize, and it was also waging war against the orc clan and the elf clan at the same time, I'm afraid no one would dare to believe this kind of thing, right? Poppy nodded, a little vague.

"Who gave this order? If His Majesty ordered him, how could he be arrested? McGonagall asked.

"You...... What does this do, you ask? Poppy squinted at McGonagall, a little wary.

"Come on, come on, have another drink, it's not enough to get drunk." McGonagall poured him another glass.

"Goo." Poppy took a sip of the wine and started talking again.

"I heard from my predecessors, this order was not directly given by His Majesty, it was given by His Royal Highness the Second Prince in the name of His Majesty, and I don't know what method he used to hide it from everyone......

Alas...... What's going on?

Moreover, the night before yesterday, the murderer who didn't know where he came from, wiped out several adults in the military department, and burned them cleanly, so that they couldn't even see a complete corpse.

Now the people in the military department are panicking, no one knows if they will be the next target, and there is no explanation from the top about this matter, it is too uncomfortable......"

Bobby drank less than half of his Moutai and was completely drunk, but McGonagall asked for the address from him in advance, settled the account from his money bag herself, helped him out, stopped a carriage, and told the coachman to send him home.

"Now...... Andrey most likely...... Also a head, two large. Irina staggered to the door, and then fell unconsciously into McGonagall's arms.

"I said that this wine is strong, don't believe in evil." McGonagall looked at Irina, who fell asleep in his arms, smiled helplessly, picked her up, and sent her upstairs.

The alcohol on weekdays is not even as good as beer, so when encountering a high-grade wine like Moutai, Poppy and Irina got drunk without drinking much.

Sending Irina upstairs, McGonagall was about to go downstairs when Amy and Anne poked their heads out of the toy room next door.

"Father, did Mother go to bed so early today?" Amy asked curiously.

"She had a little bit of a drink and was a little drunk, so she went to bed first tonight." McGonagall smiled.

"Well, alright." Amy nodded, but her eyes rolled, and she said, "Don't you just drink and don't eat food?" ”

McGonagall saw through Amy's careful thinking at a glance, and said with a smile, "There are still some appetizers downstairs, if you two little ones are hungry, you can go eat a little more." ”

"Okay." Amy immediately nodded happily and took Anne's hand downstairs.

Because she got drunk quickly, there were still a lot of drunkard peanuts left on Irina's plate, and the two plates of cold pork ears and cold pork tongue barely moved chopsticks.

McGonagall poured a glass of hot milk for the two little ones, and the snacks and milk were actually quite compatible.

"These peanuts have been skinned." Amy picked up chopsticks, picked up a peanut and threw it into her mouth, her cheeks moved quickly, making a sound of slag, like a little squirrel gnawing on a pine cone.

"It's so fragrant, it's fragrant and crispy, it's delicious." Amy took another peanut and fed it to her mouth, said happily, and did not forget to remind Anne to eat it too.

Anne also took a peanut and fed it to her mouth, chewing it quietly, and her smile was also spreading at the corner of her mouth, it seemed that she also liked the taste of drunkard peanuts.

"Meow meow~" The ugly duckling walked around the table, tilting his head and calling in a little anxious.

"I'm going to try this pork ears salad." Amy picked up a piece of pig ear.

The slender pig ears, with a little white brittle tendon in the middle, dipped in red oil, and a few sesame seeds sticking to them, were fed to her mouth.

"Slag~"

"Wow! This taste! Awesome! ”

Amy's eyes lit up completely, and she chewed happily.