"I mean, when did the pig's head bar start doing business so well?"

To say that this pig's head bar is still as dilapidated as ever. The wooden door that creaked at the touch of it was even half squeezed by the customers who came in and out, and the other half was still swaying back and forth on its post, moaning miserably.

Harry stared at everything in front of them in amazement.

"I probably understand why," Maka grinned, "Well, the beauty of the customer attraction effect is really beyond imagination, it seems that Aberforth gave that little salary was not in vain!" ”

"What salary?" Ron said curiously.

"I don't need to explain this to you, just go in and see for yourself." Maca pointed to the inside of the door and motioned for everyone to squeeze in and say hello, "Let's go!" It's all here, you can't just turn around and leave, right? I think there should be a room upstairs. ”

Why do you say you can just look at it yourself? As Harry, Ron, and Hermione stepped into the bar one by one, they immediately heard a crisp female voice faintly passing through the crowd of customers and reaching their ears.

At that time, Charlotte was a famous beauty at Hogwarts, and many people knew her. In addition, she is still working as a professor's assistant, although she may not be seen often in class, but there are still quite a few people who know her well.

"Miss Werther?" Hermione was surprised, "How did she end up here to be a bartender?" ”

"To earn some pocket money," replied Maca, "in fact, I introduced her in the first place—although she was paid as a professor's assistant, and she didn't have to pay for food and lodging at school, that salary was sometimes not enough for her. ”

"That's hard work!" Hermione nodded.

"Yes! It's not easy to get by," Maca waved her hand, "Come on! Go say hello and stop by the upstairs to rest for a while. ”

After Dumbledore's funeral, there were few outsiders coming to the foot of Hogsmeade's village. The reason why it's so crowded now is because of the male students who have heard the news, especially the senior students.

So, at that time, Charlotte had to find a reason to refuse to let others stay, but now no one has come to stay.

"Hi, Senpai!" When Maca used this old name, she couldn't help but feel a trace of nostalgia in her heart, "Good morning! What about Aberforth? Then the old man left you here alone to greet guests? Where did he hide? ”

"Yikes! Isn't this Maca? Charlotte poked inside the bar, looked at Maca who was squeezed in from the outside, and said happily, "Do you still call me senior sister?" I used to listen to it strangely, but after listening to it a few more times, I got used to it...... But you're a professor now, how dare I call you that! ”

"Everyone else doesn't call it that, but it's more unique when I call it! Otherwise, where can you get the attention of this beautiful woman? ”

Since the first entrance dinner, he and Charlotte have been talking very casually, and now that I think about it, this surprisingly pure friendship is really very rare.

Luna, who had been crowded with him, heard this, but somehow grabbed his robe, which caused Maca to be surprised. What's the matter, does this little girl finally know how to start declaring sovereignty?

Before Maca could steal some fun, Luna leaned over him and whispered, "Maca, I saw him, he was there!" ”

"What? Who do you see? Maca suddenly asked suspiciously, and said that this girl was not jealous, which was a pity.

Maybe it would surprise this girl with long pale blonde hair if she understood what it was like!

He followed Luna's gaze and glanced into the door behind Charlotte, but found nothing. It's dark and you can't see anything out there, and God knows what Luna sees.

"I'll take Harry and them for a while," Maka said to Charlotte, "and keep busy!" If Aberforth pays you too little, tell me and I'll help you get him more! ”

It's not that he doesn't want to talk to Charlotte anymore, it's just that it's not a good time to chat. If nothing else, at least his presence here has already caused many Hogwarts students to start whispering. There's no way, he, Macca, is now more or less an idol and powerful star.

"Well, the boss is in the back!"

Charlotte also knew that this was not a place for small talk, so she said it bluntly. She didn't say it explicitly, because the second floor of this pig's head bar is actually a stronghold of the Order of the Phoenix, and it's always good not to be noticed. And it doesn't need to be said that Maca herself understands it all too well.

"Okay, let's talk at school when we get a chance!" Maca nodded, and led Luna out of the crowd, and by the way, Harry and the others who were following him also stepped forward to say hello.

There are so many people in front of this bar that you have to line up to even say anything, and the charm of Charlotte's big beauty can be seen.

After waiting for Harry, Ron, and Hermione to speak to Charlotte, Maca led them out of the Hog's Head Pub and led them around the back door of the bar with their inquiring eyes.

It's a small alley, and you can tell from the dust and debris in the alley, and there are certainly not many people walking from here.

When Takmaka waved his hand at the inconspicuous wooden door, a large goat's head suddenly appeared on the bare door with a faint flash of light.

"Ahem......" he coughed dryly at the goat's head, and then said meaningfully, "It is said that the goat's horn is better bent!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, two ghostly lights flashed over the goat's eyes, and the door opened.

"Goat horns?" Ron had a puzzled face, "What do you mean?" ”

On the day of Dumbledore's funeral, he and Harry had come out of the pub, but they were almost familiar with everything here. As for Dumbledore's brother, they hadn't even had a chance to get to know each other.

"It's just a code, don't care." Maca shook her head, "It's the barkeeper's personal interest...... On this point, you'd better not ask too much. ”

After saying that, he asked the four of them to hurry up, and then walked in first.

The back door was located in the utility room at the end of the bar, and as soon as you walked in, you could smell a musty smell, and it was quite strong. The smell irritated everyone's nostrils, making everyone want to sneeze a few times.

"Go faster, I don't want to choke on the smell!" Maca pinched her nose and urged her friends to speed through the barrel racks, and in a moment pushed open another door across the utility room.

"Ahh Ahh

After all, someone couldn't help it, and sneezed several times in a row, while Maca looked at Aberforth, who was sitting at the table and reading a book, and rubbed her nose vigorously.

"I think you should take some time to clean up that utility room! Can't you smell the smell there? He grumbled at Aberforth, who had turned back.

"Well, I don't think there's any need for that," Aberforth said indifferently, "I never go there myself anyway, and if you can't stand it, you can help me clean it up—there's no need for anything in it." ”

"And you want me to give you free labor? Think beautifully! Maca glared at him unceremoniously, then moved her gaze to the other side, "When did you have a house-elf here?" ”

"He's dying of hunger, I'll give him food, and he'll clean the bar for me." Aberforth explained succinctly, and his eyes were already on Harry, "Called a whole bunch of people to my bar that day, boy?" Well...... And a few of you, who were all ...... that day."

"Uh...... Hello, sir! ”

Harry knew about coming here for a meeting before it was officially formed. It's just that I didn't expect that the bar owner has a pretty good memory, and he recognized him at a glance.

Maca didn't bother the pair of destined acquaintances to exchange feelings, his attention was already drawn to the house-elf standing at the table. Not to mention whether he could tell what the elf looked like, at least the layers of socks on the elf's feet alone were enough to show his identity.

"That's him," said Luna, "I just saw him inside the door." ”

"Who?" Hermione asked.

She is very interested in house-elves, and the idea of changing the living environment of these little ones has not diminished in any way.

"She probably said this is the sock thief you met at the Wizard Costume Store." Maca looked at the house-elf and explained casually.

At first, the house-elf stared at them with the same curiosity. But when Maca said this, his big head shook like a rattle, and the big ears shook vigorously as he shook his head violently, which looked funny.

"Dobby didn't steal the socks, Dobby gave money!"

Harry was stunned at hearing this familiar self-title, and a vague memory that had long since faded with time slowly surfaced in his mind.

"Dobby?" He muttered.

"Oh, Harry Potter, it's really Harry Potter!" At first, Harry was standing at the back, and it was clear that he wasn't as tall as Aberforth, so he didn't realize it was until Harry spoke, "Dobby, you've seen the esteemed Mr. Harry Potter again!" ”

Maca looked at the elf from the side, a hint of surprise flashing across her face. He didn't expect that Dobby, the elf who had not appeared again in the second school year, would appear in front of everyone again at this time.

"Could it be ......," he frowned slightly, "something happened to the Malfoy family?" ”