"I thought the Three Broomsticks weren't that good, Harry, compared to your rebuilt Leaky Cauldron Bar, it was a 1/10,000 bar. ”

"But when I saw the pig's head bar, I realized what it means to be 'a mountain is higher than a mountain'. The Three Broomsticks Bar is so popular, not just because it's good, it's because it's all about its peers!" Hermione said.

"I'm willing to bet that any store in the world with a store of the same type as the Pig's Head Bar in the neighborhood will not do any bad business. ”

Hermione said, "I really doubt that the owner of the Pig's Head Bar is a full-fledged mud monster, otherwise how could he put up with such a filthy hut." ”

"Now that I think about it, I seem to smell that disgusting smell of mutton again. Hermione's face paled.

Harry refused to tell her that the owner of the Hog's Head was Aberforth Dumbledore, who was also the younger brother of Headmaster Dumbledore.

Otherwise, it is estimated that Hermione will not be able to face Headmaster Dumbledore in the future.

"Let's go, go to the three broomsticks for a drink and eat something. Zhang Qiu proposed.

Hermione's stomach was tumbling and her mouth was bitter, so she nodded, wanting to eat something and recover.

......

They returned to the entrance to Hogsmeade Village again.

The Three Broomsticks Bar is still bustling, and there are many Hogwarts students and wizards.

When they pushed the door in, the bar, which had been noisy just a moment ago, fell silent.

The wizards couldn't help but look at Harry and then pretend nothing had happened, and the bar was back to its original state.

There was an empty table near the fireplace.

They walked towards there.

There were also two students who wanted to sit there, and when they saw Harry's direction, they quickly stopped and gave up their place to Harry.

Hermione whispered, "You're such a villain. ”

Harry went to the bar to order first.

The hostess, Lady Rosmerta, looked at Harry, for this was the first time she had seen Harry Potter.

Except for being handsome, it doesn't seem to be anything special.

So how on earth did he defeat at such a young age...... What about the mystery man?

Harry said, "Have you seen enough? ”

Ms. Rosmerta's face was slightly red, and she sat up straight, thinking to herself: The old lady has been molested.

She asked, "Excuse me, what do you need?"

Harry said, "Two bowls of wine and a plate of fennel beans." With that, he discharged nine gold Galleons on the bar.

Ms. Rosmertha: "???"

She cautiously asked, "What kind of wine do you want?" and what kind of fennel beans you are talking about? I have not heard of it. ”

Harry said disappointedly, "Forget it, the four of us, let's have some juice drinks and delicious food for a table." ”

Harry stared into Miss Rosmerta's eyes and said in an accentuated tone, "You know what it means to be delicious, right?"

"Smell, smell and smell make people feel good food, don't add strange things, okay?" Harry really didn't worry about the taste of ordinary wizards.

Miss Rosmerta was a little stunned, and she nodded, "Okay." ”

Then he picked up a gold Galleon.

......

Harry, they were strange, because the people who came to the Three Broomsticks Bar were all here to drink, and very few were serious about eating.

It's like you've ever seen singing in a Muggle KTV?

Ah, yes? No. (=・ω・=)

The food of the Three Broomsticks is not as delicate as that of Hogwarts, but it is not bad.

In addition, four barrels of honey wine were served.

It is similar in shape to a wooden barrel, except that it is a miniature version, with a handle, and is placed on the table.

Astoria couldn't wait to taste it, it was neither hot nor cold, and it tasted just right.

Sweet and sour, it tastes great.

"Is this wine, it's the first time I've drunk it, it's really good. ”

Before Harry could stop it, she took out the little half of the bucket in one go......

"Boom. ”

She slammed the barrel on the table.

His face flushed, his eyes misty, and he grinned as Harry watched.

She was drunk......

"You get drunk so fast, I didn't expect you to be an alcoholic. ”

Harry straightened Astoria's body, she leaned on Harry's waist, tugged at Harry's clothes, kept drilling into his arms, and occasionally smashed his mouth: "I...... Still...... Drink ......"

......

A cold wind blew in with snowflakes.

A woman with a serious expression and a very low old man entered.

It's Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick.

Professor McGonagall asked for a glass of violet water, and Professor Flitwick ordered a glass of cherry syrup soda with ice, well, on the rocks, so Professor Flitwick must have a good mouth.

After serving them what they had asked for, Ms. Rosmerta walked to the door and tore a piece of paper from the outside of the door.

She showed it to Professor McGonagall and said, "Professor McGonagall, look at how this notice is written. ”

The paper reads: [Ministry of Magic Notice]

"Please note that unless otherwise notified, Dementors patrol the streets of Hogsmeade every day at sunset, and this measure is to protect the safety of Hogsmeade residents and will not be lifted until Sirius Black is apprehended, so all customers are requested to finish shopping before sunset. ”

"I said it was to catch Sirius, and let the Dementors patrol here. But I've seen it in the Daily Prophet in the last two days that Sirius is staying in what the Ministry of Magic thinks is safe, and ...... He is most likely innocent. ”

Miss Rosmerta said angrily, "But why hasn't the Ministry of Magic taken these damn Dementors away and let them roam here?" They've even broken into my shop, and if it weren't for the fact that a few of my customers would have used the magic of summoning patronus to drive them away, we might have all become idiots. ”

Professor McGonagall was equally annoyed by this, saying, "Professor Dumbledore had already mentioned this to Minister Fudge on his first day of taking Sirius to the Ministry of Magic. ”

"But Minister Fudge kept saying that he just didn't agree to recall the Dementors. When Professor Dumbledore asked him why, he couldn't even make up a decent excuse. ”

"I also have to warn the Dementors patrolling Hogwarts every day to be honest and not to break into the school. ”

Professor Flitwick took a sip of his soda and said, "Fuji, he's afraid, once he has the Dementors recalled, he'll be completely proven wrong, and now dragging it out, at least a few foolish wizards who don't have the ability to discern believe his words." ”

"I heard that Minister Fudge seems reluctant to agree to Sirius' innocence......

Professor McGonagall's voice raised slightly: "They are few people, they can't make the climate!"

Professor Flitwick coughed twice.

"I paid my taxes to protect me from the Ministry of Magic, but look at how much the presence of the Dementors has affected my business now, and what has happened to me since the Fujige came to power?" ”

"I really regret how I voted for him to be the Minister of Magic in the first place. ”

She said a few words of dissatisfaction, and then walked away to greet the other guests.

"Flitze, have you found the person you went to invite?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"Well, it's a lot of work, one in the elf colony to learn the elves' blacksmithing, and the other in Berwick Canyon. If I hadn't found them, they probably wouldn't have known about Sirius until they died. Professor Flitwick said.

"What, don't the elves value their forging skills more than their lives, how could they be willing to teach them to wizards?" Professor McGonagall said in surprise.

Professor Flitwick let out a strange laugh, "Kreich wants to learn, but unfortunately the elves are not that good at talking, they just think of him as a very good coolie, but Kretsch doesn't see this at all." ”

Professor McGonagall shook her head, but said nothing.

When they had finished drinking, they opened the door again and left.

It didn't take long for Harry and the others to think that there was nothing to do in Hogsmeade, so Harry hugged the sleeping Astoria, and the group returned to Hogwarts.

......