Harry Potter Reborn

Chapter 227 Astoria's First Drink!

"I originally thought that the Three Broomsticks wasn't that great. Harry, compared to the Leaky Cauldron that you rebuilt, it's just one ten thousandth worse."

"But after seeing the Pig's Head Bar, I realized what 'every mountain is higher than the other' means. The Three Broomsticks Bar is so popular not just because it is good, but because of the support of its peers!" Hermione said.

"I bet any store in the world would be better off if there was another store as terrible as the Hog's Head nearby."

Hermione said: "I really suspect that the owner of the Pig's Head Bar is a seductive mud monster, otherwise how could he endure such a dirty hut."

"Now that I think about it, I seem to smell that disgusting smell of mutton again." Hermione's face turned pale.

Harry hesitated to speak, but finally decided not to tell her that the owner of the Hog's Head pub was Aberforth Dumbledore, who was also the younger brother of Headmaster Dumbledore.

Otherwise, Hermione may not be able to face Principal Dumbledore in the future.

"Let's go to Three Broomsticks for a drink and something to eat." Zhang Qiu suggested.

Hermione's stomach just turned and her mouth felt bitter, so she nodded, wanting to eat something to recover.

They returned to the entrance to Hogsmeade again.

The Three Broomsticks pub is still lively and lively, with many Hogwarts students and wizards.

When they opened the door and walked in, the bar that was noisy just now suddenly became quiet.

The male wizards couldn't help but glance at Harry, and then pretended that nothing happened, and the bar returned to its original state.

There is an empty table near the fireplace.

They walked there.

There happened to be two students who wanted to sit there. When they saw Harry's direction, they quickly stopped and gave their seats to Harry and the others.

Hermione whispered: "You are really a wicked person."

Harry went to the bar to order food first.

The proprietress, Ms. Rosmerta, looked at Harry. This was her first time seeing Harry Potter.

Apart from being handsome, there doesn't seem to be anything special about him.

So how on earth did he defeat...the mysterious man at such a young age?

Harry said: "Have you seen enough? Your eyes are about to pop out."

Ms. Rosmerta's face turned red, she sat up straight and thought: I have been teased.

She asked: "Excuse me, what do you need?"

Harry said: "Warm two bowls of wine and ask for a plate of fennel beans." After that, he placed nine gold galleons on the bar.

Ms. Rosmerta: “???”

She asked cautiously: "Which kind of wine do you want? And what kind of fennel beans you mentioned are eaten? I have never heard of them."

Harry said disappointedly: "Forget it, the four of us, let's have some fruit drinks and a table of delicious food."

Harry stared into Ms. Rosmerta's eyes and said in a serious tone: "You should know what delicious food means, right?"

"The color, smell and taste of food make people feel beautiful. Don't add weird things, okay?" Harry really didn't trust the taste of ordinary wizards.

Ms. Rosmerta was a little stunned. She nodded: "Okay."

Then he pinched a gold galleon.

Harry and the others were very surprised, because the people who came to the Three Broomsticks Bar were all here to drink, and very few of them were serious about eating.

Just like have you ever seen someone singing seriously in a Muggle KTV?

Ah, is there any? No. (=ω=)

Although the food at The Three Broomsticks is not as refined as that at Hogwarts, it is still good.

In addition, four barrels of honey wine were brought.

The shape is similar to a wooden barrel, but it is a smaller version with a handle and placed on the table.

Astoria couldn't wait to take a bite. It was neither hot nor cold, and the taste was just right.

Sweet, sour, and delicious.

"Is this wine? This is my first time drinking it. It's really good."

So before Harry could stop her, she drank half the bucket in one breath...

"Boom."

She placed the wine barrel heavily on the table.

With a flushed face and blurred eyes, he looked at Harry and grinned.

She was drunk...

"You can get drunk so fast. I didn't expect you to be an alcoholic."

Harry adjusted Astoria's body, and she leaned on Harry's waist, pulling on Harry's clothes, and kept pushing into his arms, occasionally smacking her mouth: "I...still want...

…drink……"

A gust of cold wind blew in with snowflakes.

A serious-looking woman and a very tall old man came in.

It's Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick.

Professor McGonagall ordered a glass of violet water, and Professor Flitwick ordered a glass of cherry syrup soda with ice, well, ice, so Professor Flitwick must have good teeth.

After Ms. Rosmerta gave them what they wanted, she walked to the door and tore off a piece of paper from the outside.

She showed it to Professor McGonagall and said, "Professor McGonagall, look at what this notice says."

Written on the paper: [Notice from the Ministry of Magic]

"Please note that without further notice, dementors patrol the streets of Hogsmeade from sunset every day. This measure is to protect the safety of the residents of Hogsmeade and will not be lifted until Sirius Black is arrested. Therefore

All customers are requested to finish shopping before sunset."

"I said before that it was just to catch Sirius and let the dementors patrol here. But in the past two days, I have seen from the Daily Prophet that Sirius is staying in a place considered safe by the Ministry of Magic.

And...he is most likely not guilty."

Ms. Rosmerta said angrily: "But why hasn't the Ministry of Magic taken away these damn dementors and let them roam here? They even broke into my shop. If it weren't for a few of my customers,

A wizard will use the magic of summoning the patron saint to drive them away, and we might all have become idiots."

Professor McGonagall was also very angry about this matter. She said: "Professor Dumbledore already mentioned this matter to Minister Fudge on the first day he took Sirius to the Ministry of Magic."

"But Minister Fudge kept telling him that he didn't agree to recall the dementors. Professor Dumbledore asked him why, and all he could say was ahhhh, and he couldn't even make up a decent excuse."

"I also have to warn the dementors patrolling Hogwarts every day to be more honest and not to break into the school."

Professor Flitwick took a sip of his soda and said, "Fuji is afraid that once he allows the Dementors to recall him, it will completely prove that he is wrong. Now, at least there are still a few people who don't have the ability to distinguish."

Foolish wizards believe what he says otherwise."

Ms. Rosmerta said quietly: "I heard that Minister Fudge seems unwilling to agree that Sirius is innocent..."

Professor McGonagall raised her voice slightly: "They have few people, so they won't be able to make a difference!"

Professor Flitwick coughed twice.

Ms. Rosmerta said: "I pay taxes to ask the Ministry of Magic to protect me, but look at how much the existence of dementors has affected my business, and what has been done since Fudge came to power? I

I just saw that the people in the Ministry of Magic have all become government officials, and they have been raised with their nostrils pointed in the sky, showing off their power."

"I really regret why I voted for him to be the Minister of Magic."

She said something dissatisfied, then walked away to greet other guests.

"Fritz, have you found the person you invited?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"Well, it's really hard work. One is staying in the goblin community to learn the forging skills of the goblins, and the other is hiding in Berwick Canyon. If I hadn't found them, they probably wouldn't have known such a big thing about Sirius until their death.

." Professor Flitwick said.

"What? Don't the goblins regard their forging skills as more valuable than their lives? How could they be willing to teach them to wizards?" Professor McGonagall said in surprise.

Professor Flitwick let out a weird laugh: "Kretsch wants to learn, but unfortunately the goblins are not that easy to talk to at all. They just treat him as a very easy-to-manage coolie, but Kretsch doesn't understand this at all.

"

Professor McGonagall shook her head and said nothing.

After they finished drinking, they opened the door again and left.

Not long after, Harry and the others felt that there was not much to see in Hogsmeade, so Harry hugged the sleeping Astoria and the group returned to Hogwarts.

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