Hogwarts Diary: Snape Goes Crazy

"We all know it's not!"

Hermione shouted immediately.

She looked at Vesey pityingly.

"Those people just want others to exclude you, but we all know that those who truly believe in you will always believe in you!"

Vesey smiled.

"So, there will be a lot of people?"

Harry looked at Hermione suspiciously.

Hermione nodded with a smile.

"Yes, there were a bit too many people, so I decided we could have a small party during our trip to Hogsmeade on the first weekend in October.

Harry and the others didn't think carefully about how many people there were in this slightly large crowd, they just thought it was about a dozen people.

Only Vesey knows that there were more than 80 people in the original book, and it is estimated that there may be more now.

Fortunately, she still has Harry as a teacher, otherwise she really wouldn't be able to teach him.

"But why go to Hogsmeade?"

Harry asked curiously.

"Umbridge is definitely watching us. No matter what we do, she will find a way to sabotage it, so it is safest for us to talk about it outside the school."

Because he was going against Umbridge, Harry was extremely excited.

He even began to look forward to the day he got to Hogsmeade.

That day will come soon.

Mr. Filch looked for the student in question outside the door, and when he saw Vesey, he whispered cautiously:

"Professor Umbridge said you need to order dung eggs."

Vesey looked shocked.

"Why are we ordering that thing?"

"Who knows! But if you really order it, you have to clean it up yourself, otherwise even if it's Harry Potter, I'll have to report him!"

He winked at Vesey, gave another fierce look, and asked the next student to hand over the consent form.

"What did he tell you?"

After Vesey went out, Harry asked curiously.

Vesey repeated what Mr. Filch said, and Harry and the others looked in Mr. Filch's direction in confusion.

"Umbridge told him why we ordered dung eggs?"

"Maybe let him check your package?"

Hermione asked hesitantly.

Everyone's eyes widened in horror.

Because it's very likely that's the case.

"Fortunately, Sirius didn't send us a letter, otherwise..."

Vesey said.

"But even if Filch finds out, he will pretend he didn't see it."

Ronald said with a smile.

The relationship between Vesey and Filch became particularly good after the second grade.

"It's impossible for her not to know that we have a good relationship with Mr. Filch. When she finds out, she will definitely find other ways to check our packages!"

Vesey said calmly.

Harry and the others nodded.

"Okay, let's just remember this matter so that we don't get targeted by her in the future. Let's go find those people quickly. Where are they?"

Ronald asked.

Hermione pointed to the front and said: "In front, it's the Pig's Head Bar. I think it's remote!"

They continued walking forward, and when they passed by the joke shop, they saw Fred and the others inside.

Not long after, they came to the Pig Head Bar.

This is a different style from the Three Broomsticks.

It's dirty and smelly here, and the store is so dirty that I can't even get out of there.

And there are a lot of messed up people.

Those people were wrapped in turbans or hoods, making it impossible to see what they looked like.

The bar owner came in through the back door.

He has long hair, a beard, and blue eyes.

Vesey stared at his face for a while, still not seeing much similarity between him and Dumbledore.

After all, he seemed too hidden.

The beard completely covered his face, making it impossible to tell what he looked like.

"What do you want?"

The old man glanced at them.

He looked around Vesey's body twice and asked as if he didn't care.

"Four butterbeers."

Harry walked over.

"Eight Silver Sickles."

The old man muttered, then took four unopened bottles of butterbeer and handed them to him.

He would have given Harry a glass.

But Harry looked at the dirty glass and declined the offer.

"Maybe we could order a glass of firewhiskey to try."

Ronald said excitedly.

"I guess that old guy won't care. There are so many people coming and going here that no one will notice us (cjbj)...

"Does Firewhiskey taste good?"

Vesey asked quickly.

"It's not a question of whether it tastes good or not, it's whether it's cool. You only need to take a sip and you can feel the fire burning in your stomach.

It also makes you drunk very quickly, especially suitable for wizards who are looking for excitement!"

"Then let's try a bottle!"

Vesey became interested.

"Let's share a bottle, I believe it won't..."

Before she finished speaking, the bar owner stood next to her and said in an insidious manner:

"I will definitely report it to your professor. Believe me, I even know who your dean is!"

"Boss, why are you like this?"

Vesey shouted in disbelief.

"So many people have drank it, why can't I try it?"

"I'm sorry. Others can, but you can't. I don't want your dean to come here and burn down my bar!"

Vesey sighed heavily.

"Let me have a taste? That sounds like so much fun."

"That's not okay, but I have a new drink here. The girls I made myself like to drink it..."

"Then boss, give me a drink too!"

shouted a hooded woman's voice.

The bar owner glared in disgust.

"What are you here for? Do you want a bite of shit?"

Cursing, he returned to the counter, found a cup, wiped it clean, and then started making drinks for Vesey.

After a while, he brought over a strange-looking drink.

"Try this, it's almost like firewhiskey..."

Then, as if he was afraid that Harry and the others would ask him to make a drink, he said warily: "This is the only one, I don't have any more!"

And he looked like don't look for me, I'm very fierce.

"Humph, if it weren't for your dean..."

He muttered, then disappeared behind the counter.

"It seems that Snape has a good relationship with him?"

Ronald looked carefully at the place where the bar owner disappeared.

"But it might be poisonous..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Vesey pour a sip of drink into his mouth.

"Well, it's cool!"

she yelled.

"I really want to try it too!"

Ronald said enviously.

"Hey, I'll give you the rest!"

Vesey pulled out another empty cup from the counter and poured the drink into it.

"Try it, I think it's great!"

Ronald tilted his head and drank the drink.

"It's exactly the same, except he's not drunk. How did he do this?

He can definitely sell this kind of drink! If he uses this as a sign, he will definitely make a fortune!"

But obviously, the bar owner did not have this intention.

"He probably made Vesey a drink out of favor, otherwise others wouldn't be able to treat him. Look at his temper!"

Hermione said with some fear.

"I think we should talk less to him, it will be over if he reveals our plan...

By the way, those people should be here too, I told them to come at this time, ah, they are here!"

Following Hermione's voice, students began to walk in one after another.

At first, Harry kept saying hello to them, but after a while, he became confused.

Hermione actually found hundreds of students. Was she planning to rebel?