"After a long day of shopping, shall we go sit and rest with three broomsticks?" Harry suggested, "Drink two bottles of Butterbeer to relieve your fatigue..."

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"We can't go there, the owner of the candy store reminded us that the professors love having two drinks there. Ginny immediately rejected her idol's suggestion.

"Then go to the pig's head bar, there are few people in that area. Roger slid through an oversized package and smacked his lips in suggested.

Everyone wondered: "Pig's Head Bar?"

It's the first time I've been here, and I'm not familiar with Hogsmeade.

"It's the alley next to the post office, and the intersection is. Roger turned and pointed in the direction of the intersection.

Anyway, it's all bars, and a few friends think there should be no difference between the two, so let's go.

Before reaching the entrance of the alley, an old woman in an emerald green robe with her hair in a bun pushed open the door of the post office and walked out.

It's Professor McGonagall!

Thankfully, she didn't seem to see Roger at first glance, and was about to walk straight towards the Three Broomsticks Tavern on Central Boulevard.

Roger stood still and didn't move for a moment, as long as the professor didn't look back, then this matter was basically in danger.

However... Harry, who was half a step behind, suddenly shouted, "Professor McGonagall!

"!?" Roger burst into a foul mouth, neatly pulled out his wand and sealed the little savior's mouth with a petrification charm, and looked back to see that Ginny and Luna were gone, apparently having received Harry's notice to hide in advance...

The boy gritted his teeth, and he shook off his steps and wanted to run into the alley first.

But it was too late, and Professor McGonagall turned her head slightly to see Roger running forward with a big bag...

"Roger Collins!?, why are you here!" the professor recognized him at a glance.

How recognizable this thing is, since he entered Gryffindor House, there have been bad things one after another, Professor McGonagall because he has a lot of gray hair...

Seeing that the professor recognized him, Roger ran faster.

If he didn't catch it, he could still quibble when he went back to school, but if he was caught red-handed, with this year's still negative house score, Professor McGonagall would definitely not be able to spare him!

When Professor McGonagall saw Roger's posture, her body trembled slightly.

It's just a fake parent's signature, after all, it's the first year that I've been allowed to come to Hogsmeade, and it's understandable that I'm eager, so she won't pursue anything...

If she doesn't follow the school rules and sneaks out, if she is caught, if she admits her mistakes, she can also give a certain amount of understanding, and a few points will be deducted...

But this thing has been called out by name, and it is still running away with joy?

Professor McGonagall's face turned pale, and she drew her wand and pointed at Roger, who was running away, and the silent confinement spell tied the boy tightly.

"Where do you want to run... Mr. Collins?" Hermione swore she had never seen a professor so angry, her lips pursed into a slit, and her voice was filled with cold anger.

"Where's Collins, I'm looking for him, too—" asked Roger, who was bound in place, looking terrified.

Professor McGonagall was on the verge of being by him.

"Then you'll need to find a mirror, Mr. Collins. Her voice was as cold as the biting cold wind of December.

Roger had a dumbfounded, inexplicable expression, and then seemed to suddenly remember something, and said with a sad face: "I think you misunderstood, I'm not Roger... I'm Neville, Neville Longbottom... Roger drugged my drink, and after a few sips, he became like him..."

Professor McGonagall sneered, "Then what did you see me running?"

"I thought you saw him, and I wanted to chase him over and get me back... If I keep doing this, how will I live in the future......" Roger said aggrievedly as if he was about to cry, and tears were even faintly visible in his eyes.

Now, the professor is also a little unsure, is it a compound decoction...?

Look at this acting, it's the pinnacle, if Hermione hadn't known from the beginning that Roger was bluffing, she would definitely be shaken...

"Is that really the case?" Professor McGonagall shifted her question, asking Hermione and Harry behind the boy.

Harry was petrified and couldn't move, and Ginny and Luna couldn't reveal themselves.

Hermione, the only one who could reveal the truth, bowed her head slightly and was about to speak, when Neville walked out of the Devees-Bans store at the end of the street...

Professor McGonagall spotted the little fat man with a round face, and his slightly shaken face was instantly covered with frost: "I really believe in your evil !!"

Seeing that the matter was revealed, the rope that tied Roger broke instantly, and the hand holding the wand pointed behind Professor McGonagall with a roar: "Headmaster Dumbledore, you came just in time! someone is pretending to be Professor McGonagall to kidnap the students!!"

Hermione, who was standing next to her and watching the development of the situation, almost didn't stand firm, Roger, the slut, even had the wicked person sue first, and beat him up?

It's shameless!

But as soon as these words came out, Professor McGonagall subconsciously wanted to turn around and explain, but found that there was no Dumbledore there... She's been lied to again...

Taking advantage of the professor's efforts to turn around, Roger ran away in third gear and plunged into the pig's head bar in the alley.

There was only one small, dark, very dirty room in the bar, and there was a strong smell of mutton in it.

Several bay windows were covered with a thick layer of dirt that barely allowed the light, and the rough wooden table was lit with candles, and at first glance the ground was compacted mud, but when Roger stepped on it, he realized that centuries of dirt had accumulated on the original stone floor.

Although it is a bar, there is also an inn on the second floor.

And it's not for nothing that Hagrid was able to win a dragon egg from a strange hooded hand the year before, and it seems very popular here to hide his face.

Roger covered his face with his robe before entering the shop and threw a gold coin to the bar owner who flashed out of the side door, and the boy went straight upstairs.

The barkeeper didn't ask anything, didn't stop Roger, just opened the drawer of the cash drawer, and the gold coins flew in one after another.