"They must be drunk - I don't think I'm drinking?" Ron rubbed his eyes vigorously, his tone not very firm.

"You're not drunk, you're not hallucinating. It's so unbelievable! Hermione's forehead lines were a little denser

"Let's go, and when they wake up, it'll be over." Ivey suggested. It's all over, there's nothing to look at, but if you just start out, you can enjoy it for a while.

"Agreed" Betty nodded, anyway, it wasn't a day or two for the little wizards to fight.

Continue on the road

"We don't care about them?" Hermione was worried

"Why don't you go have a drink or two and get involved," Ron said

"That's not what I meant. I'm afraid that Professor McGonagall will deduct us points if she finds out. ”

"If you want to buckle it, everyone will buckle it together, what are you afraid of" Ron was not worried

"I advise you not to worry, there are so many onlookers, Professor McGonagall will definitely know." Betty said

By the time the crowd behind them had disappeared, several of them had approached the end of the village, and there was a bar with three brooms not far away.

"Let's go, experience it. Look at what kind of wine is so attractive to drink them like this. ”

Ivy took the lead, and was about to push the door when Professor McGonagall suddenly came out of the bar.

"See Neville and Malfoy?" She said with an unkind face

"They're just up front, Professor, it's hilarious," Ivy gestured with a gesture

"You can't stop for a while! When I got back, I suggested to Dumbledore that the young wizards were not allowed to enter the pub again! So saying, he walked briskly forward

"I'll just say it," Betty looked at Hermione

"A bunch of idiots," Hermione complained

"Go in and have a drink or two, and pray for them by the way."

Enter the bar. The room was filled with smoke, and if it weren't for the noisy noise around him, Ivy would have thought that someone was cultivating immortals.

"I remember no wizards smoke," Ivy sniffed, "uh.... Is this vapor? And the smell of plums."

"Hmm~ A few more little guys" A tactful and magnetic voice suddenly came

A charming, curvaceous, and good-looking woman came to them

"Hello, ma'am," Ivy greeted as a representative

"Very handsome little brother" The woman's eyes lit up, and it was obvious that Ivey's appearance was very pleasing, "My name is Rosmerta, and I am the owner of the Three Broomsticks Bar. ”

"It was a great honor to meet you, beautiful lady"

"Come with me," Ms. Rosmerta led them to the bar

"You're also Hogwarts students, right, I heard that a few little ones are getting drunk and making trouble outside?" She asked with interest

"It's not a trouble, it's a unique way for them to communicate with each other." Ivey argued

"Haha——, despite what you say, I still have to regret to inform you. Professor McGonagall doesn't want me to sell any more drinks to the young wizards, so—" she brought out a few drinks from under the bar, "cherry juice or lemonade?" ”

"Ahh

Hearing this, Lady Rosmerta stared at him for a moment. Ron's face flushed at the sight

"You're from the Weasleys? Fred and George's brother? She asked

"Yes, how do you know?"

Lady Rosmerta didn't answer him, turned around and took out a piece of parchment from the cupboard and handed it to Ron, "George and Fred owe me a total of one gold Galleon and twenty-three silver sicos, and they say you'll pay them back." ”

Miss Rosmerta's words were like a thunderbolt that struck Ron's standby switch. With a wooden expression, his arms like rust, he picked up the paper roll one by one:

Oh – dear Ron Weasley, my wise, wise, brave brother, son of Arthur Weasley. Don't be surprised when you read this letter. You know, although we have tried our best to restrain ourselves, Jokowi's joke shop has drained all our possessions. Desperate, we can't resist the temptation of butterbeer, so we can only leave you this note with sadness, pain, and guilt.

Seeing this, you may not understand, or even believe it. But don't doubt it, because we did it on purpose.

Haha——, don't be upset, we promise that the toys invented in the future will count as your share. Well, it's a great honor, and if I were you, I'd be very glad to be a part of it.

Well, the butterbeer is here, and Ms. Rosmerta is starting to rush us, and that's it......

Putting down the parchment roll, Ron's face had turned into an embarrassment. Last time, most of the money that Ivy gave him, except for changing his outfit, was given to Mrs. Molly. In addition, I traveled to Egypt and bought some things, but I had little left.

"Ma'am, he doesn't have any money to stay here and work. Can you bring us a few glasses of butterbeer first, not too much, one for each person, okay? Ivy smiled brightly, trying to overcome her with her beauty

"You look a little older, that's fine, but these two ladies—" Unfortunately, it didn't work out, and the lady only half agreed

"Hello, Ms. Rosmerta, I'm Betty Ethel, and I've heard my mother talk about you," Betty stepped forward

"Betty Ethel—" Lady Rosemerta looked at her and frowned for a moment

"Wendy's daughter?" She asked uncertainly

"Yes"

"Then you're Ivey, Erin's child" She looked at Ivy again and smiled, charming and charming to see Ron's cheeks flush again.

"Uh—if my mother has offended her in the past, I'll apologize to you on her behalf" Lady Rosmerta smiled happily, but Ivy didn't think it was necessarily a good thing. What if my mother offended someone when she was in school?

"Haha——!" The lady's laughter trembled this time

"You know your mother," she teased, "and it's nice to meet you today."

As he spoke, he took a wooden barrel and poured four orange drinks, with thick bubbles piled up at the top.

"I'm in for this drink"

"What's so embarrassing," Ron said, unceremoniously picking up his glass and taking a sip.

"Hiccup~Cool-"

Ivey, they all raised their glasses and drank freely

"Hiccup~" ×3

"How? Our signboard," asked Ms. Rosmerta

"Great!" Ivy gave a thumbs up

"Come often, there's enough for the drink," the lady said, putting away their glasses

"I'm sorry Miss Rosmerta, but you and my mother are-"

"Wendy and Erin are my best friends at Hogwarts. But these two unconscionable fellows haven't come to see me in years. At the end, the lady had a hint of resentment

"I beg your pardon, ma'am. I don't think they meant it. It was because of Voldemort that it was only better in the past two years. Ivy explained briefly

"Oh, I'm sorry, dear," Ms. Rosmerta walked out of the bar and hugged the two of them, "I know, I don't blame them. ”

......

After a brief chat with Ms. Rosmerta, he said goodbye.

"Judging by the way you just looked, you couldn't be in love with her."

On the way, Hermione began to tease Ron. At the bar, she noticed that Ron often blushed inexplicably.

"Nonsense!" Ron reacts like a child who has been exposed to a secret. His face was red and a little embarrassed, "But she is really attractive"

"Hahaha-" several people let out merciless mockers

"Ron, my mother was the owner of three broomsticks when she was in school, and now she's at least forty years old," Betty admonished

"Is it so big? I can't see it at all," Ron was only slightly surprised

"Well, Ms. Rosmerta is really well maintained," Ivy agreed

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Betty was looking at him with strange eyes. Hurriedly changed his words

"Ahem – of course, the age difference is too big to be appropriate. I don't think it's better to discuss this topic and hurry up and go shopping for sweets. ”

——————

While Ivey was shopping, Harry was wandering around the castle alone. I happened to meet Professor Lupin and followed him to the office to have a conversation.

"Would you like a cup of tea?" Professor Lupin poured himself a glass

"No, thank you," Harry said calmly

"Oh~ Sorry, I forgot. Professor McGonagall told me about the divination class. But he poured a glass anyway and handed it to Harry, "You shouldn't be worried about the way you look"

"A little bit"

"That's good. The truth of the prophecy is unknown, but we must not scare ourselves. Professor Lupin said gently

Looking at Lupin, who was sipping tea, Harry stopped talking.

"What's upset?" He took the initiative to ask

"Professor, do you know my father?" Harry said

Lupin raised his glass for a moment, "How do you know?" ”

"Not only my father, but you also know Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew, and you're very good friends, aren't you?"

Professor Lupin slowly put down his teacup, "I'm curious, how do you know this?" ”

"Ivy told me"

"Ivey?" Lupin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled wryly, "Erin is still so unreliable, she tells the child everything." ”

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he asked, "Did he tell you anything else about me?" ”

"Something else? No, Lady Irene seems to have told him so much. Harry's expression was natural, and Lupin took a closer look to make sure he wasn't lying. Erin wasn't too outrageous, he thought.

"Professor, you haven't answered my question yet," Harry's voice brought him back to his senses

"Yes, we're very good friends," Lupin simply admitted, "so what? What do you want to know? ”

"Professor, what do you think about Blake's betrayal of my parents?" Harry asked softly

"Ivy already told you?" When Harry inquired about their relationship, Lupin guessed that he might know all these things.

Harry didn't speak, and Lupin continued, "My opinion doesn't make sense, it's a fact that Blake betrayed your parents. ”

"Professor, I just want to know what you think. Do you think Sirius Black will betray my parents," Harry asked calmly

Hearing this, Lupin instantly sat up straight, his eyes fixed on Harry, as if he wanted to get to know the child in front of him again.