Chapter 57: The Pig's Head Bar
After leaving Duke Honey, Benjamin wandered the streets of Hogsmeade alone. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Winters in England were always so cold and wet that Benjamin's feet shivered in the snow, even with his boots.
He'd have to find a shop to warm up.
Benjamin rubbed his hands together again, then took a hot breath in the middle.
Because it's a weekend, there are always a lot of people coming to Hogsmeade.
In addition to students from the third grade onwards, there are also some laid-back wizards.
Although Benjamin's appearance looked a little young, it did not arouse anyone's suspicion.
In fact, who hasn't had the experience of sneaking into Hogsmeade?
Two senior witches walked over, Benjamin had never seen them at the Slytherin table.
"Oh, what a lovely little wizard, are you also a wizard at our school?" said one of the long-haired witches. She has a pair of blue eyes and likes to spin around when looking at people.
Benjamin thought for a moment and admitted.
"Yes, I'm from Hogwarts too. "It's very easy for Benjamin to be cute if he wants to be cute.
Sure enough, the two witches were captured by him.
They reminded when they noticed that Benjamin's hands were purple from the cold of winter.
"Hey, little wizard, would you like to have a drink with us, Butterbeer!"
The girl next to her pushed her female companion, "He's too young, it might not be good to drink this." Perhaps, we can ask him to drink a glass of peach-flavored soda, without ice, of course. ”
The two witches giggled.
Benjamin, however, had no interest in butterbeer, well, a drink he had never heard of.
As for sparkling water, it sounds like simple purified water, and it's also not Benjamin's dish.
So Benjamin made a gentlemanly gesture, he gently stretched out his arm, and then bent down slightly, "Two ladies, I still have my own things to do." ”
The two witches burst out laughing in surprise.
Oh my God, this wizard is so cute!
After the two were stalked, Benjamin told him his name.
"Benjamin, just call me Benjamin. ”
Of course, they will not be told their last name, because the Ludwig family is too famous to be a good surname for students who are not Slytherins.
"Benjamin, we know, my name is Hannah, she's Heros, and we're both 5th graders in Ravenclaw. ”
Then they said goodbye to each other, and Benjamin watched them walk into a hotel called Three Broomsticks.
"Three broomsticks? ”
Benjamin pulled his cloak together and continued to walk through the snow.
Everywhere you look, it's white.
Then around the corner, Benjamin saw a small shop with a pig's head hanging on it.
"Hog's Head Bar".
What a quirky name, but one that's very much to Benjamin's taste.
A dilapidated wooden door, a few greasy, dusty windows.
It's hard to see what's going on inside from the outside, and it's definitely a good environment for Benjamin.
When he saw a wizard with a veil, (the wizard also looked at him, cold eyes) pushed open the small wooden door and walked into the hotel, Benjamin pulled out his white ** staff.
Then a mask of a skull was conjured in his hands.
Professor McGonagall must have been thrilled to see this, she hadn't seen such a gifted student in a long time.
Benjamin slowly put the skull mask on his head.
Now no one can tell his age.
You say he's tall? There aren't too many dwarfs among wizards, like the famous Pettigrew.
After he pushed open the wooden door, he first smelled a somewhat pungent smell, which should be the smell of mutton.
With no waiter to guide him enthusiastically, Benjamin walked to the hotel window alone and sat down in a slightly cleaner spot.
It was not easy, almost all the tables and chairs were covered with dust.
And the dim light here reminds Benjamin of the evil Dark Wizard.
Could there really be a dark wizard in this?
When Benjamin came in, his maverick mask really attracted a lot of attention.
But only for a few seconds.
The pig's head bar is the most freak.
Benjamin saw that many people had ordered a glass of butterbeer, and the yellow bubbles looked quite appetizing.
He walked to the front desk and said to the waiter at the bar, "I want a butterbeer too." ”
Benjamin still couldn't change his voice, so he had to deliberately keep his voice down.
Apparently, the waiter who was given him beer heard it.
It's just that the man just glanced at Benjamin lazily, then took out a dirty mug, poured it full of butterbeer, and handed it to Benjamin.
Back in his seat, Benjamin stared tangled at the butterbeer in front of him.
He was really worried that he could drink other people's saliva or rat droppings in one gulp.
It's so dirty.
"It's dirty, isn't it? That's the lesson of the first time you came to the pig's head bar, didn't your teacher tell you to come to the pig's head bar and bring your own cup!"
Benjamin didn't notice that there was an elderly witch by his side.
She had yellow fangs blackened by smoke, and one eye was blind, and then she bumped into one, a cat's eye.
Looks a lot like the witches of Benjamin's world, ugly and scheming.
"I, I'm not a student. Benjamin, as if unwilling to be looked down upon by her, took a sip of Butterbeer.
As soon as the liquid entered his stomach, Benjamin felt his cold body warm up.
And it's sweet, with a malty aroma.
Benjamin's eyes narrowed.
Of course, I don't care if you're a student or not, it's the rule. Looking at you like this, I think it's delicious. Haha, that's as it should be, Butterbeer, quality assurance. I think back to my childhood, I used to be a witch with all kinds of charms!"
Benjamin looked at her wrinkled skin and bloated figure, and it was hard to imagine how amorous she once was.
So, for witches, age is always fatal.
"Alas, it's a pity that I'm old. How unforgiving the years are, and I don't know how to do alchemy. If I knew how good alchemy, then I would be able to stay young forever. The witch snatched Benjamin's glass and drank it with a grunt.
Then Benjamin looked at him in surprise and left the Hog's Head Bar.
Alchemy?
Before Benjamin could think about it, he saw a giant, no, Hagrid walked into the pig's head bar.