Alan was amused enough to see Hermione's careful thoughts about separating herself from Miss Rosmerta, and he put his hand on his fanny bag - he had just touched a bag of gold Galleons, but then it occurred to him that he and Hermione were not new to each other, and it would be a good thing not to be so clear with Hermione at this time, at least it would invisibly increase the other person's feeling of need.

So Allen's hand on his fanny pack turned into rubbing Hermione's hair again, and he reflexively sat down.

"Oh, sweet little girl, don't worry, I'm in my forties. Miss Rosmerta was also a little annoyed, because Alan's recent reputation had made her forget the other party's age a little, but she couldn't help but look even happier when she looked at Hermione, who was a little jealous like the other little witches at Hogwarts, "I'm going to make you some food so that I can feed you little cuties, Sheryl, you come and talk to this young lady." ”

Rosmerta chuckled, winked at Hermione, who was blushing a little too late to respond, and turned away.

"Would you like to drink something to warm up, the rain was so heavy just now. How's Butterbeer?I've noticed that you and a few other Gryffindor fellows seem to like it the most. The female clerk in her thirties, who was a little fat but had a sweet appearance and honey-colored hair, walked over enthusiastically and recommended it to Hermione.

Hermione glanced at her fellow Gryffindors who were still poking their heads outside the store, afraid to enter...... Some amusedly nodded and did not refuse.

The clerk Sheryl quickly made a glass of butterbeer and put it in front of Hermione, and the two had a rough negotiation about ordering alcohol, Hermione was already familiar with this kind of thing in the Umbrella Company, but this time she didn't push down the price too much - after all, it was just a few barrels of wine a day, and there was no need to be too petty and lose Harris's dignity in such a trivial matter.

Sherrill and Hermione finished their business, and then asked Hermione with some hesitation: "Miss Granger, I actually have a question for you, you have been awarded the Merlin Order of Merlin III, and I have heard that the Ministry of Magic will award you a second-class medal recently, and I have heard from other young wizards at Hogwarts - you are very highly rated and excellent in your homework, as a Muggle, how can you have such an achievement today?" Realizing that her statement was prone to misunderstanding, the clerk hurriedly explained to the little witch who had just given her a big deal, "Ah, sorry, Miss Granger, please forgive me for my presumptuousness, I didn't mean to discriminate against Muggle-born wizards, I mean, how did you have time to do so many other things while juggling so many schoolwork......?

Hermione frowned, she knew that Sheryl didn't mean it, just a little curious, but from her words, she revealed the disdain for Muggle-born as if pure-bloods should be better than Muggle-born wizards, as if Muggle-born people had achieved high levels of achievement, which was a strange thing - this kind of implicit discrimination was actually ubiquitous in the wizarding world.

So Hermione thought about it for a moment and decided to answer for the Muggle-born wizards, "Muggle-born wizards generally think logically, which allows us to organize our study tasks more organized. ”

"Logical thinking?" Sheryl brushed her hair, looking a little puzzled, as a pure-blood, she didn't take a Muggle studies class at Hogwarts, and she was not familiar with the term.

Hermione's hand rested on the cabinet at the bar, "It's hard to explain to you, I'll show you this." ”

"Do you have a dog?" asked Hermione, straightening up.

"Dogs. ”

"So it shows that you love animals. ”

"That's right. The female clerk nodded.

"If you love animals, you must love your children. Hermione glanced at the other party's somewhat fat figure and continued to reason.

"Of course. Without hesitation, Sherrill replied, "In fact, I've just had a baby for almost half a year. ”

"So if you have children, you must have a husband who may not have been doing well lately, but there should be no big problem, but you should love him very much?"

"Yes, I have a very handsome husband, but unfortunately he has contracted dragon pox before, but fortunately he is very young and has recovered well, and he has not left too many scars. Sherrill nodded smugly, then surprised, "How do you know this?"

"If you can still have pets and you still have time to ponder these idle problems, it means that your family life is quite happy, if it weren't for something wrong with your husband, I think you wouldn't have come out and run to work as a clerk in three brooms not long after giving birth. Hermione raised an eyebrow and smirked, "Now finally, if you have children and a husband, that means you're not gay, right?"

"That's right!" the clerk exclaimed, "It's amazing that you've got all my messages right." ”

"This is logical thinking, which we Muggle students use to organize our study time and integrate similar points of knowledge to help us memorize. Hermione lifted her legs slightly, drank the butterbeer in her glass, jumped out of her chair, and walked briskly towards Alan's table.

After the meal, Luna took Helena, who could only watch them finish their meal, to go to Hogsmeade Village, and Hermione directly kicked Alan out of the three broomsticks, told him to get some seafood, and then went to the Black Lake to call the giant squid, and she herself followed Miss Rosmerta to collect the goods.

Seeing that Alan and his team were scattered, Ron and his party rushed in through the door and walked to the bar.

Ron tapped on the bar, attracting the attention of the clerk Cheryl, and Ron's chin lifted in the direction Hermione had just left, and then asked, "Did Granger just tell you something?

"Oh, she just taught me what logical thinking is. Sherrill said with a look of admiration before facing the new customer, "What do you want to drink? Well, it's not a weekend, and I didn't see any professors, did you sneak out......?"

"Logical thinking?" Ron had heard Hermione say this, but as a pure-blood, he was a little confused.

"Ahem, okay, I'll show you that. The female clerk coughed lightly, she was a little interested, and like Hermione just now, she put her hand on the bar, and asked Ron, "Do you have a dog?"

Ron didn't know why, and honestly replied, "No." ”

The female clerk didn't expect him to say such an answer, and was slightly stunned for a moment to recall Hermione's conversation just now, and then under the surprised gaze of the Gryffindor Five, she pointed her finger at Ron fiercely, and blurted out in a tone as if she had discovered some big secret: "This means that you are gay!"

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