"Are you in love with that girl?"

Back at the Oak Cottage, Rimbaud asked Scott curiously.

Scott listened amusedly, "Do you know what love is? ”

"Of course I don't know." Rimbaud replied, "But I know that humans love to talk about love. ”

The cabin was now open, and Scott sat on the wooden floor of the door, where the evening breeze blew.

The sun was setting in the distance.

From the highest vantage point in the forest, Scott could see far away.

He quietly looked at the forest sea that was dyed warm by the afterglow of the setting sun, and only spoke again for a long time, "I don't know, and I haven't thought about it. ”

"Don't you want to think about it? I really like that girl. Rimbaud's tone was a little regretful.

Of course you will.

Scott thought.

After all, everyone calls you "Raven King" and "Blackwing Lord".

"It's still young." "And what I'm going to face in the future is too dangerous." ”

He didn't really want to talk too much about it.

"That's right." Scott stood up, "I don't know what was written in the newspapers today. ”

He was a little annoyed that he had forgotten to tell the crow to buy a newspaper in the morning.

As for the scuffle that happened last night, he really wants to see the follow-up.

"Let's go." He said to Rimbaud, "Let's go to Hogsmeade. ”

He decided to go to the bar in Hogsmeade Village and ask around for dinner.

However, there is a good chance that he will encounter Hogwarts professors in Hogsmeade Village, and Scott decides to go in disguise.

The metamorphosis lasted for too short, and he decided to use human transfiguration to complete the disguise.

Unlike the natural disguise Magus, it is far from easy to use human transfiguration to achieve the effect of disfigurement.

Of course, it won't be as convenient as Magus Easy, and there will be a certain amount of risk.

Magus can easily change his appearance at will, but using human transfiguration, he can only fine-tune his facial features.

For example, while an Animagus can easily turn his nose into a pig's nose, Scott can only make his nose a little bigger or a little more collapsed with human transfiguration, and never change it too much.

Otherwise, if you are not careful, it will cause an accident.

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries receives many patients who have to be hospitalized for treatment because they are too whimsical to recover from their transformations.

But Scott is already a successful Animagus, and he is quite proficient in the Transfiguration part, so there is not much risk.

"I haven't tried this transfiguration in its entirety yet."

Scott sat down at his desk with gusto, using the [Magic Mirror] as if it were a normal mirror.

He looked at his face in the mirror and thought about how to adjust.

"First of all, the hair."

This can be solved with a hair growth charm.

Scott picked up his wand and waved it at his head, chanting a spell in his mouth.

His short hair began to grow wildly.

"It seems a little too long."

Rimbaud said, looking at his long hair that was already hanging down to the ground.

"It's okay."

With a wave of his wand, Scott cut off his hair and got a shawl-length hair.

"Change your hair color again."

He turned his hair blonde.

"Next is skin color."

He began to manipulate his skin, turning his white skin into a tan.

"Hmm...... It's kind of magical. ”

Scott winked at himself in the mirror, seemingly finding the joy of pinching people while playing video games in his previous life.

"The face has become a little fatter...... Thicken your eyebrows a bit...... The nose has become a little slumped...... Mouth a little thicker......"

After a pause, Scott looked at himself in the mirror and smiled.

Except for the only eye on his face that couldn't move, the other facial features had been adjusted to be like two people.

At this time, he has become a teenager whose facial features look a little simple, and his skin is bathed in the sun all year round.

"So no one knows me, right?" He turned to Rimbaud and asked.

He felt that now Emilia and Michael were no longer recognizable to him.

"Hmmm......"

Rimbaud looked him up and down for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Scott started changing clothes again.

Given that it was summer and wizarding costumes were nowhere near as cool as Muggle costumes, Scott simply changed into a short-sleeved T-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops.

Finally, he tied his shawl-long hair into a ponytail and looked in the mirror again.

"Being too Muggle-like would also get attention."

He muttered, and simply put on the pompous necklace that Luna had given him.

"It's nondescript, but now it looks like a wizard."

Nodding with satisfaction, he was finally able to go out.

Since the transformation of the Animagus destroys the disfigurement, Scott chooses to let Rimbaud grow up and carry him to the vicinity of Hogsmeade Village, and then out of the forest.

By this time the sun had completely set, the village of Hogsmeade had been lit up with street lights, and with its glittering shop windows and signboards, the village looked like something out of a fairy tale.

Although the village was brightly lit at this time, few people wandered the streets.

Scott arrived at the door of the Three Broomsticks with a clear purpose.

Two drunken middle-aged wizards pushed open the door and walked out of the bar with each other's arms.

Scott sideways away from the two and walked inside the bar.

A heat wave was on the way.

In the smoky bar, there are not many wizards gathered here at the moment, and the small space seems to be very crowded and noisy.

Scott looked around and didn't see anyone familiar, so he couldn't help but quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

Although his mother is no longer recognized, he still doesn't want to meet the professors.

Determined, he walked to the bar.

The bar's owner, Ms. Rosmerta, was lying on the bar and chatting with a few customers.

"The Ministry of Magic has become a mess......"

But the guests seemed to be a little absent-minded, and their eyes kept wandering between the proprietress and the plump red lips and the upper circumference.

When Scott walked to the bar, Ms. Rosmerta spotted him immediately.

"Oh? A new face? She propped her chin in one hand and looked Scott up and down with her charming eyes, "How come I've never seen you, boy." ”

"Because I've only recently come of age." Scott said unashamedly.

"Really?" "You'd better be an adult, boy," said Ms. Rosmerta, "in a teasing tone," said Ms. Rosmerta, "or I won't sell you alcoholic drinks." ”

"Hahahaha." The wizard sitting next to him laughed with a mouthful of yellowed teeth, "You might as well order a soda honestly, boy." ”

"What's this, I think I secretly tried drinking before I became an adult! Those are all fond memories of my youth. Another wrinkled wizard stroked most of his bald hair.

"A glass of butterbeer."

Scott sat down on the barstool, ignoring the two wizards.

He looked at the menu hanging by the wine cabinet.

"And a beef burger."

Ms. Rosmerta was a little surprised, "It's been a long time since anyone has ordered food from me, and even I forgot the menu." ”

Scott realized that the menu looked old and broken.

Ms. Rosmerta smiled again and said, "But since I'm a new guest, I'll definitely meet your request, beef burger, right?" Wait, boy. ”

With that, she poured a glass of butterbeer and placed it in front of Scott, then turned and walked into a small door next to the wine cabinet.

"Hahahaha...... There are people who really think of this place as a restaurant. The toothless wizard sitting next to Scott burst out laughing again.

Scott, though a little incomprehensible to his joke, did not pay attention to the drunkard's meaning.

He just drank a butterbeer while listening attentively to the other people in the bar.

“…… I didn't expect Fudge to step down in such a way. ”

Someone is talking loudly about a topic that interests him.

Scott turned his head to see that one of the witches who spoke was wearing a large wide-brimmed hat whose face was too wide to be seen.

Others chimed in.

"It's a pity, Fudge is still very young, and it's not been long since he came to power."

"I can't believe it's true, if it weren't for the obituary published in the Daily Prophet today!"

"Who would have thought."

"But he hasn't been able to make any outstanding achievements over the years."

"I don't know who the next minister will be, I hope it's a hard-line wizard, and now ......"

The speaker shook his head and hid the second half of his sentence.

The wide-brimmed witch spoke again, "Do you believe that rumor?" Some say that it was the mysterious man who had been resurrected and that it was he who killed Fudge. ”

Her sharp voice instantly drowned out the voices of others.

However, the name "Mystery Man" also seems to have an indescribable magic, and the otherwise noisy bar suddenly goes silent.

"How...... How so? Someone immediately denied it in a louder voice, "Didn't the newspapers say that Fudge died while fighting a group of dark wizards who were trying to rob Azkaban." ”

Hearing this, Scott's eyes flashed.

It appears that the Daily Prophet's press release deliberately omitted some facts that would cause people to panic.

Although he didn't know why this was or who signaled the contents of the press release, Scott was sure that if Dumbledore was in charge, he wouldn't want to hide it.

"Don't be stupid! I think the rumors are true! ”

The witch who took the initiative to talk about the mysterious man seemed to be drunk, and hurriedly spoke in a sharper voice.

"Didn't you see the list of arrests and the new wanted list released by the Ministry of Magic? Everyone knows that the owners of those names are former Death Eaters! ”

"Tell me, who else but the Mystics can lead the Death Eaters, the arrogant purebloods, into action? No one can do it but him! ”

"Wait and see, although it has only been more than a decade, the short peace is over! We're going back to those terrible, dark days! ”

The more she talked, the more hysterical she became, the sound so loud that everything in the bar was buzzing, and Scott even felt like the chandelier on the ceiling was about to fall.

This time no one contradicted her again.

Of course, no one echoed either.

Everyone began to drink in silence.

"Now, only Miss Slytherin can save us!" The witch stood up suddenly, "It's just her!" Salazar Slytherin's daughter, a legendary witch who has endured immortality for millennia! ”

Scott's eyes widened.

Could it be that this is Medea's propaganda offensive?

The witch's words managed to provoke some discussion.

Although the attitude of the people is not too enthusiastic, it is clear that curiosity is aroused.

The witch then began to praise Medea in a high-pitched voice, describing her as the savior of the wizarding world.

Perhaps her attitude was too close to brainless worship, perhaps because her "speeches" were too empty, or perhaps she underestimated the distrust of the surname "Slytherin", but her tirade did not resonate much.

As she chattered, many people's faces became ugly, and quite a few even stood up and walked to the bar, slapped the coins on the bar and turned to leave.

Scott also heard their whispering and muttering.

"Come on, I've always felt that crazy woman was going to cause trouble for everyone here now."

"Who would believe her, it's Slytherin, after all."

"We might as well hope for Dumbledore."

"Who's to say it isn't."

"Speaking of which, I'd like Dumbledore to take up the position of Minister for Magic......"

As the number of people who left increased, and no one came back to life, the lady who "spoke" passionately finally shut up.

Just then, Ms. Rosmerta walked out from behind the wine cabinet with a plate of burgers.

"Beef burger." She placed the plate in front of Scott, "I hope it will suit your appetite, of course, you can't help it, after all, I'm a bar, not a restaurant." ”

"Thank you."

Scott, who was already hungry, didn't care about whether it was suitable for his appetite or not, so he grabbed the burger and began to nibble on it.

"What's going on?"

Ms. Rosmerta looked at the much emptier bar in front of her, and seemed to wonder why her business had gone bad in the blink of an eye.

Tooth and Pleats hurriedly offered courtesy to the beautiful proprietress and told her what had just happened.

Eventually, the two began to ask, "What do you think of those rumors, ma'am?" “

Lady Rosmerta's face turned a little bad when she heard this, and she shook her head, refusing to answer.

"People come to the bar just to drink and relax, and there are a lot of things that shouldn't be discussed in a happy place." She smiled and said, "What's more, I'm just an ordinary bar hostess, and I don't dare to participate in many things." ”

Tooth and Folds nodded their heads again and again, with an expression of hearing the truth, and did not forget to praise the wisdom of Lady Rosmerta, fully and vividly showing the shape of a licking dog.

At this moment, the brass bell hanging from the wooden door of the bar rang again.

Scott looked back......

It was Professor Flitwick, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Barbling.

Scott silently turned his head and lowered his head to eat the burger.

Fortunately, the three professors did not approach the bar, but sat down at a small table near the bar.

"A glass of butterbeer."

"A glass of mead."

"A glass of redcurrant rum."

The three of them ordered different drinks.