"Well, it seems that Hagrid is discussing the relationship between the bloodlines with Madame Maxim..."Roger scratched his face and said disappreciatively: "I hope it is not heard by others~"

"You mean... Hagrid and Madame Maxime are half-blood giants?" Neville asked, stunned.

"You can guess by looking at that," Hermione interjected, shrugging her shoulders, "They can't be the size of a mere skeleton, but they can't be purebred giants either, because they're all about twenty feet tall." ”

"I thought he had accidentally fallen under some vicious expansion spell when he was a child, but I didn't expect it to be so. Ginny didn't look too surprised.

Or rather, with the exception of Neville the little fat man, none of the group showed surprise or seriousness.

"Alright, we're almost done, let's go back quickly," Hermione urged as she stood up and bent down to pick up her shoes and put them on.

Just now, because of Madame Maxim's voice, what she wanted to hear was interrupted, so hurry back now and have a drink or two, maybe Roger's conversation can be returned...

......

......

Gryffindor Tower, inside the boys' dormitory.

The six of them didn't go to the auditorium again, and went straight back to the common room. As for why girls can go directly into the boys' dormitory, but boys can't get into the girls' dormitory, you have to ask the eccentric founder of Hogwarts.

"We're back~" Roger kicked open the dormitory door with a large pile of various foods.

"Slow down, guys," Ginny grumbled as she lay on Harry's bed.

"Those house-elves are so welcoming, and as soon as Roger says they're going to have a little party, they want us to move the whole kitchen..."Harry stepped out from behind Roger, holding an equally large number of snacks.

The food was put away, the wine was served, and with a "brush!" sound, there were three more naked men in the room.

"Uh-huh!!Come on!Let's have a drink!!"

"Let's have a showdown, Roger!!"

"Wow ha, good momentum! Come on, cheers !!"

"It's back to normal in an instant..."Hermione covered her forehead, and the three girls sat on the other side sipping butterbeer, waiting for Harry and Neville to drink the thing together and then cluttered... Although even she thinks that if there are only two people, it will probably not be able to do this...

"But everybody looks happy. Luna said pleasantly.

"yes," Ginny was noncommittal, and pulled out a huge bucket from behind her with a "bang" and landed it beside the boy.

Roger put down the glass, looked at the bucket and then at the little girl, and looked at her curiously: "This is...?"

"Give me a drink. Ginny was expressionless.

“... Do you want me to drink this?" Roger looked into the barrel, and suddenly, the pungent smell from the evaporation of a large amount of alcohol rushed straight to his nose, and Jinnicole had never learned the god-level spell of alcohol elimination.

Ginny nodded flatly, "Yes." ”

"Could it be that ... What about the dancing at the party that you haven't deflated?" Roger weighed as he carried the bucket.

Ginny's hand rested on the bucket: "Do I need to answer this?"

“..... Okay, then I'll drink. Roger licked his lips and took the barrel like a whale sucking up water and drinking it all.

Sending down the wooden barrel, this thing let out a mouthful of wine: "Happy!"

"He actually killed about 5L in one go..."

"It's really perseverance, worthy of Roger..."

Neville and the little savior watched the play naked.

"How is it, satisfied~" Roger looked at Ginny with a smile.

The little girl crossed her arms and snorted, giving Hermione a 'I can only help you get here' look.

With Ginny out of the way, Roger got up and found three washbasins in the dormitory, poured the spirits on the table one by one, and handed them to Harry and Neville.

Neville looked at the full pot of spirits in his hand, then at Roger, "What is this..."

Roger grinned: "As you can see, washbasin~"

"Washbasin!?" The little savior of the alcohol test changed his face in an instant: "Is that container that is not something to drink at all!!"

Roger lit up the empty barrel beside him: "Do you two want to use a bigger container?"

Suddenly, Harry and the little fat man picked up the basin like lightning: "This is a bird! We have also been trained in a special way!!"

"Don't underestimate us, bastard!"

Criering and barely finishing the full basin of spirits, Neville was already lying on the ground, "Hmmm... It's too strong... What the hell is this..."

Harry couldn't take it anymore either, and leaned a few times to see the empty wine bottles scattered under the table before he fell completely... Polish refined distilled vodka --- eaux-de-vie with an alcohol content of 96%...

Harry: "...!!"

The two died at the age of fourteen...

"Tut-tut, that's ugly..."Roger put down the basin and picked up another bottle of wine.

The two strikers had been damaged, and Hermione couldn't be silent any longer: "I said Roger..."

"Huh?" the boy turned his head as he took the bottle in his mouth.

"Why do you seem like nothing is wrong every time you drink heavily...?" Hermione looked at the pile of empty bottles on the floor.

"What, didn't you notice?" Roger blinked in surprise.

"Well, what did you find?" said Ginny.

"I've always drunk water..."Roger poured the bottle of eaux-de-vie in his hand into the cup, and then used his wand to pat it: "Water can be turned into sweet wine by magic, and that wine can also be changed into water by magic..."

"!!" Ginny snatched the cup from Roger's hand, and put it under her nose and sniffed, "I'll go! It's true! You've been playing tricks for so many years??

With that, the girl put the cup to her lips again, ready to try the real thing...

"Goo-dong..."As the girl swallowed, the corner of Roger's mouth picked up thief: "Oops, I really drank it... Actually, I'm lying to you~"

Ginny gave Roger a blank look, reached out and put the cup on the table, picked up the lighter a little more, and the flames sprang up.

"......" The girl still wanted to say something, but her eyes had begun to straighten, and the flush began to spread rapidly along her white and tender cheeks, and she was already completely drunk at a glance.

"Hey, what's in the cup!" asked Hermione, holding Ginny, who was already shaking.

"The water of life... But I just lit it with my wand, and it's diluted twice the concentration..."Roger took a sip of the glass that was still on the flame, and smacked his lips and said, "It's probably just over 40 degrees." ”