Chapter 289 Controversy

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Harry immediately remembered the 2000 Halo he had received, an owl that couldn't be transported. Ron smirked, his light wheel 2000 was also going to the post office soon.

"It was the joke condiment shop, and there was a lot of stuff for pranks, and a lot of Fred and Joe's stuff was bought here. ”

"It's the famous screaming shack, and I've heard it's been haunted all the time. ”

"Ah, but now. Ron sneezed and said, "It's so cold today, I thought we could go and have some butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks, how about we?"

As if receiving the order of the goddess of ice and snow, the blizzard hastened its ferocity, flakes of snow, and gusts of cold wind. The cold penetrates the scarf behind the coat and squeezes desperately into the person's body.

"That couldn't be better. Harry stomped his foot and immediately agreed, a little afraid of the cold.

They quickened their pace, trotted across the road, and a few minutes later they entered a tavern.

As soon as the door was opened, the hotel was full of people, crowded and noisy. The heavy snow seemed to drive everyone to the tavern, warm smoke rising and all the cold being kept out of the hut.

A woman with a curvaceous figure and a hot face is taking care of a large group of noisy wizards at the bar.

"That's Ms. Rosmerta. Ron blushed and said, "I'll go get some wine, okay." Although he asked, he didn't really ask for everyone's opinion, and the person had already rushed out of the bar.

"Ron, I want a cup of coffee, I don't drink. George said quickly, not knowing if Ron had heard it. He has always never drunk a drop of alcohol, whether it is red wine or beer, he does not drink it at all.

They continued to walk inside, and came to the back of the room, where a table was still empty between the window and a large Christmas tree. It's close to the fireplace, it's very warm, and you can look out the window at the snow.

After about five minutes, Ron returned in high spirits. Thankfully, he didn't get it wrong, three large cups of bubbling hot butterbeer, and a large cup of steaming coffee in the same cup.

George took the coffee in a large beer glass, a huge beer glass that made it look a little weird, but it tasted good. In snowy weather, coffee and chocolate dispel the cold, warm the appetite, and warm up the inside out.

Suddenly, a breeze blew, and the door of the three broomsticks hotel opened again, and they subconsciously looked towards the door, and they all froze.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick from Charms class walked into the tavern with a shower of snowflakes, and they tidied up their clothes at the door, dusting off the snow.

He was followed by a tall figure as large as a large wine barrel, it was Hagrid, and next to him was a short, stout man in a dark green top hat and a thin cloak with a dignified demeanor, it was Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic.

Ron and Hermione immediately pinned Harry under the table and told him to hide from the teacher.

Hermione pointed her wand at the Christmas tree next to her and whispered, "Shapeshift!"

The old Christmas tree next to their table floated up and landed lightly in front of their desk, covering them firmly.

The teachers and Fudge had already turned back from the bar and walked towards them, in a tense and intense heartbeat. The teachers stopped a few feet in front of them and took their seats at the tables next to them.

The teachers sat down with Fudge, muttering something. Then another lady came over and spoke in an enthusiastic voice.

"A glass of canyon spring water. ”

"Thanks, it's mine. Professor McGonagall said.

"Four pints of mead. ”

"This is mine. Haier said excitedly.

"One part pear juice with soda and ice with umbrella snails. ”

"Hmm!" Professor Flitwick smacked.

"All that's left is your red vinegar honey wine, Minister. ”

"Thank you, dear, Rosmerta. "I want to say, it's nice to see you again." Why don't you have a drink, and sit down with us and talk for a while?"

"Well, thank you, Minister. ”

Rosmerta quickly took another cup from the bar and turned it back, asking curiously, "What wind has summoned you here, busy minister." ”

Fudge twisted a little unnaturally, but he quickly adjusted and said calmly, "What else can I do besides Sirius Black, who is still on the run." ”

He continued, "Honey, I'm sure you've heard about what happened at Hogwarts on Halloween. ”

"I've heard rumors. Ms. Rosmerta admitted.

"Hagrid, you're not going to tell the whole tavern, are you?" Professor McGonagall said angrily.

"Uh--" Hagrid stammered, blushing, "maybe we can help catch the fugitive." ”

"Minister, do you think Blake is still hiding around here?" asked Lady Rosmerta in a whisper.

"That's for sure. "He deliberately escaped, did not flee, did not hide." He won't give up easily. ”

"But you know what? The Dementors have already searched my tavern twice. "It's going to affect my business, and they're scaring my customers away, Mr. Minister." ”

"My dear, Rosmerta, you know, so do I, I don't like them at all. "But it's a necessary precaution, and the Dementors have a lot of resentment, they can't even get into the castle, and they've lost men." ”

"They deserved it, they invaded Hogwarts without permission, and George did a fantastic job. Professor McGonagall said sharply, "Those terrible monsters can have a very bad effect on the psyche of young students. ”

"But we need to catch Blake as soon as possible, we can't leave him alone, he's threatening the safety of the students. Fudge argued.

"The academy has thoroughly investigated, whether it's Blake or his Animagus transformation. will not be in the school again, and you should focus on the outside of the school. Professor McGonagall said unabashedly.

Fudge fidgeted and twisted his hands.

"To be honest, I still can't believe it. Miss Rosmerta was silent for a moment, then continued, "Of all those who have fallen into the bad guys, Sirius Black surprised me the most. ”

(To be continued.) )