After breakfast, everyone gathered at the gate, where Professor McGonagall led the way to Hogsmeade.

"How are we going to get there?" Harry yawned in his sweatshirt, having been late in Quidditch training yesterday and waking up early in the morning, the tiredness had returned to his body after the excitement.

"I don't think it's going to be a walk over." Ron hesitated.

The twins, who were not far from them, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"We have a silly brother."

"He's still a stupid brother who thinks he's smart."

Looking at the gaze cast around him, Ron's face quickly turned red, and he argued, and then was mercilessly ridiculed by his two older brothers.

"You're my brother." Finally, Ron couldn't help but shout.

"What's going on?" Professor McGonagall's voice came from the front.

The twins grimaced at Ron and disappeared into the crowd. Ron had to hate that he had tripped over two pesky stones.

Professor McGonagall glanced at the giggling twins and shook their heads to keep them going.

It didn't take long for them to see the transport to Hogsmeade, the wooden cart that had taken them to Hogwarts this term.

"I should have thought of it a long time ago." Ron was a little annoyed.

Magos saw several young wizards curiously touching the air in front of the car, but it turned out to be empty.

"There are no invisible magical beasts, these wooden cars are magic cars." A sound of surprise came from the mouths of the little wizards.

Looking at this row of wooden carts, Magos knew that this was a magic car and had the idea of driving one back, which is also a mount, right?

Without giving them a chance to discuss, Professor McGonagall loudly told them to get into the car one by one, and each wooden cart went up to three people and then drove automatically. Hermione was taken away by Lavender and Parvati, so McGoth sat in the same car with Harry Ron.

Unlike the last time when the sky was dark and the storm was raging, the weather was very good today, so the three of them chatted casually while keeping their eyes on the window.

The speed of the wooden cart is fast, and the scenery outside the window is speeding by. It didn't take long for them to see the familiar platform in front of them.

"It's Hogsmeade, we're almost there." Ron's face was full of excitement.

The Hogsmeade platform flickered away in their eyes, and Ron and Harry poked their heads out of the window to look back, thinking that the platform was their destination.

After crossing the platform, the speed of the wooden cart slowed down significantly, and a building mixed with stone and wood slowly appeared in front of them.

Getting off the wooden cart, the little wizards couldn't wait to enter the first building in front of them.

"Three broomsticks." Harry read his name from the sign hanging outside the door.

"It's like let's go in and have a look." Ron looked at Professor McGonagall, who had gotten out of the car first, anxiously waiting for her to speak.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall also knew the thoughts of the young wizards in front of him, and simply told them not to leave Hogsmeade, and announced the dissolution after the meeting at four o'clock in the afternoon.

The little wizards and their friends cheered and crowded into the town, except for the young wizard who came for the first time, most of the other grades went straight past the three broomsticks bar and went straight to the town.

"Let's go in too." Ron said impatiently.

Seeing Hermione with the girls, McGoth nodded to her and walked into the bar with Harry Ron, there is no hurry to treat guests, everyone is coming here for the first time, and the most important thing is to familiarize yourself with the environment first.

Pushing open the door of the bar, the noise came instantly, and standing at the door, you could tell at a glance that the Traceless Stretching Spell had also been cast here, and the area inside was much larger than it looked from the outside.

"You're also a young wizard coming to Hogsmeade for the first time, right?" A female voice came from the large bar next to it.

McGoth and the others turned to see a beautiful witch with long curly hair and a good figure looking at them from behind the bar.

Ron looked at the beautiful witch, his heart fluttered, and his face began to turn red.

"It's beautiful." He muttered.

Harry was also amazed by the witch, but he didn't think much of it, and he trembled a little uncomfortably when he heard Ron's words.

"Yes, we're all here for the first time, may I ask you?" McGoth couldn't remember the name of the owner of the bar, but he did remember that the owner was at least the same age as Harry's father. So the inner beating was quickly suppressed by him.

"I'm the owner here, Rosmerta, welcome to Hogsmeade, do you need a drink?"

"Thanks, Lady Rosmerta, I've heard that this mead is famous, may I have one?"

"You can't be served drinks as a rule, but," Rosmerta smiled slightly.

"For the sake of your being so polite, you can make an exception. Do you want mead? ”

Harry was a little moved, but he wasn't interested in mead, and happened to see a bubbling drink in the hand of a guest not far away.

"Can I ask for that?"

"Hot Butterbeer. No problem, that's my signature here, and I think it will satisfy you. As she spoke, she looked at Ron, who had been staring at her.

"You're all there to do, what do you want to drink?"

Ron didn't hear their conversation at all, and had been immersed in the fantasy of beautiful women, but he didn't expect Rosmerta to suddenly speak to him, and he lowered his head in embarrassment when he felt that his thoughts were recognized.

Ron's move embarrassed Harry, who nudged Ron hard.

"Ms. Rosmerta asks what you want to drink."

"Huh? Oh. I drink, I drink, I drink anything. Ron, who knew he was foreign, stammered back.

Rosmerta was very familiar with Ron's gaze, because there were so many young wizards looking at her with that gaze.

"Then let's have a hot butterbeer, and there won't be an exception next time." With that, she bent down to get the glass, and Ron's eyes straightened.

McGoth was also shaken by the large area, and forcibly looked away, and then saw Ron staring straight at the spring light. He subconsciously looked at Harry, but he didn't even look at the bar, but kept looking at his surroundings.

Quietly nudged Ron, waking him up from the landscape, and looking at McGoss's teasing gaze, Ron was eager to find a crack to drill into.

"Your mead, and your hot butterbeer. Don't let too many people see me, or your Professor McGonagall won't let me go. Rosmerta placed three glasses of wine in the corner of the bar and motioned for them to go up the stairs to drink.

"Thank you." McGoth handed over a golden Galleon.

Rosmerta retrieved his ten silver cossi.

"Hogwarts students are half price."

"Thank you." After thanking them again, they took their drinks and carefully avoided the classmates who were talking and laughing loudly.