After going back to wash up and recuperate, the trio lazily climbed the stairs along with Ginny and Neville. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a long afternoon, a hot bath and a nice meal, Harry and Hermione didn't want to move.

When they reached the tapestry on the seventh floor, Luna was standing alone in the hallway in a trance.

"Hello~" She greeted them without looking back.

"Well," Roger replied, "so early?"

"It's you guys who are late~" Luna turned around, this time wearing the pair of airship plum earrings that looked like little carrots.

Roger smiled and walked back and forth in front of the tapestry three times before the door to the Room of Requirement slowly emerged from the opposite wall.

Neville stepped forward and pushed the door open, followed by a bleak wail as he opened the bar room.

Pushing away the little fat man in the way, Roger walked into the bar, took out a considerable amount of spirits from the wine cabinet, and unscrewed the lids one by one.

Harry naturally picked up two bottles and handed one to Neville.

You must know that when it comes to drinking, Harry and Roger are 'comrades-in-arms' who belong to the same camp.

In the past two years, the little savior has already been trained to become a qualified drunkard.

"Don't say anything, let's do one first~" The three of them touched each other's bottles, but the mouth of the bottle touched their lips, and Roger and Harry's movements stopped at the same time.

"What's wrong with you?" Neville watched as the two of them paused.

"No, you see... What do you say?" Harry tugged at his collar a little uncomfortably, "I was actually wearing clothes at the banquet, and I felt a strong sense of disobedience..."

"Ah, I know, I know," Roger nodded in agreement.

"I don't understand at all!" Neville spat out strongly, "The appearance of clothes is a big step towards civilization!!"

Ever since the little fat man took a class with his bare buttocks, he has had this great feeling of heartfelt satisfaction with the progress of mankind.

"So what now?" Roger looked at the wine in his hand and at the clothes on his body, and accused Harry in dissatisfaction: "It's all your fault! Why did you agree yesterday!"

"Damn! Yesterday you were the first to agree, right? Now you still have the face to say me!?" Of course, the little savior does not carry this pot.

"So," Roger rubbed his chin with half-squinted eyes, "or..."

"Take it off!" Harry picked up the second half of his words, and threw his clothes away with great skill, leaving only a pair of panties.

"Whew~It's comfortable~" The little savior breathed a sigh of relief.

"STOP!" Ginny rushed directly to the two of them, "Are you going to disaccept the rules you just made yesterday!?"

Roger looked at little Ginny with a smile and asked aloud, "Then what are the contents of the regulations first...?"

"When you drink... Can't take off your clothes...?" said the girl, who had been right, and felt less confident as she spoke, because she realized what was going on.

Harry, they hadn't started drinking yet, and this kind of behavior could only be regarded as drinking naked, and it didn't violate anything.

Roger took a big sip and raised an eyebrow at the girl in protest.

Ginny clenched her fists and gritted her teeth and shouted, "Then I will declare the second rule! All members of the organization are not allowed to drink!"

"I agree!" Neville reacted instantly, raising his hand in support as fast as he could in his life.

Hermione also did not hesitate, and raised her hand: "Agreed!"

"If you want to quit drinking, you can drink some Gordigan tea~" Luna said in a trance as she sat on the booth at the bar.

"Well... Belch... Then I'll take you as you agree..."Ginny nodded at the mad girl with a little confusion on her face.

"And what about you?" the girl's aggressive gaze turned to Roger again.

"Of course it's against it," the corners of Roger's mouth curled slightly, and he reached out and handed a bottle of vodka to Ginny: "So, let's see who drinks faster~"

"......" The girl's face froze, and it took a long time to squeeze out two words from between her teeth: "Shameless!!"

Roger bowed elegantly: "Thanks for the compliment~"

Ginny froze.

"That's not fair," Hermione said with a slight frown.

"Life is inherently unfair, just get used to it. The boy grinned.

"No, you're a scoundrel," Hermione retorted, "and if any proposal you don't like is contested with this trick, that rule will simply help you do whatever you want." ”

The clever girl was keenly aware of the loophole that Roger had deliberately left behind.

"If I were to refute your proposal, would we like to see whose hair can be wrapped in more coils? Hermione fingers played with her sideburns, gesturing to Roger.

"The person who wins can't initiate it anymore, wouldn't it be good if he won the written test project~" Luna's eyes glanced at a few people without focus.

Hermione then added, "Well... And it is necessary to exclude the physical element first, after all, the gender is different, and many gender characteristics cannot be counted at all. ”

It's like who has bigger breasts than girls and boys, and it's basically a sure win.

Roger glanced at the chests of the three little girls sitting there... The word "steady win" seems to deserve to be revisited......

Hermione's face instantly darkened, and the bruises on her forehead burst out: "You're... What a look... Ahh

"Hehehe..." Roger laughed dryly, silently moving away from her.

So, these should be added. Hermione pulled the parchment and pen out of her bag and gestured to her friends.

This is reasonable, and no one disagrees.

As a result, things continue to develop in the same direction as usual.

Roger and Harry held Neville's little fat man in the air and held up the bottle: "Here!cheers...!!"

Hermione and Ginny walked around the room, a room they hadn't been in very often.

Luna didn't join in, sitting alone at the bar, watching Neville get more and more drunk and peeling himself into a bare pig.

Ginny stamped her foot in resentment with her eyes, the bastard had gone mad, and it was useless to accuse them of accusing them now.

"We should have another system of punishment," the little girl said, pulling Luna and Hermione by the door, away from the three drunkards, and whispering, "Otherwise, that bastard wouldn't take what he said seriously!"

Hermione glanced at Roger, who was holding two bottles of wine into his mouth in the distance, and said in a slightly speechless tone, "Harry and Neville are easy to deal with, but Roger..."