Hogwarts: Harley from the Witch Path

Chapter 218 How did you see that the old man likes crosses?

The bad weather lasted until December.The weather has just turned sunny and there are only two weeks left until the Christmas holidays.

As the Christmas holidays approach, the weather is getting colder and colder.

The muddy ground outside the castle was covered with a layer of crystal frost overnight, and the towers were covered with icicles.

The atmosphere in the school is getting more and more joyful, and everyone is getting ready for Christmas.

Hagrid took inspiration from last year's pumpkins, and this year he planted twelve extra-large evergreen trees.

Professor Dumbledore personally decorated a little phoenix on the top of each arbor. As long as someone passes by, the phoenix will sing beautiful songs.

Professor Flitwick has decorated his classroom with colorful fairy-shaped lanterns that fly through the air.

Professor McGonagall decorated the classroom with several statues of lions.

I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Harry always feels that the lion's belly has the trophies of the Academy Cup and the Quidditch Cup.

Even Professor Babling had done her best to decorate the classroom, and hung small coffins with crosses carved on them in the windows.

This filled Harry with the desire to complain.

Not to mention the operation of engraving the cross on the coffin, where did you see that the old man liked the cross?
Wait, wizards having Christmas is weird in itself!Who hosted the witch hunt back then!
Of course, what pleased the little wizards most was that the school allowed the little wizards to go to Hogsmeade on the weekend before the Christmas holiday.

Harry made an appointment with the Weasley twins in advance, and went to the Pig's Head to sign the contract.

Harry had longed for the Hog's Head pub, especially since it sold spirits to little wizards.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Harry and Hermione rushed ahead of everyone and were the first to board the Thestral carriage.

But after getting into the carriage, Hermione fell asleep leaning on the chair.No way, it is really tiring to take twelve courses at the same time.

Although Harry reminded Hermione to pay attention to this situation, and told Hermione the location of the Response Room.

And Hermione also started using the Time-Turner, going to the Room of Requirement to rest from time to time.

But this still squeezed Hermione's energy a lot, and it also made Hermione a lot older.

Hermione didn't want Harley to be 17 when she graduated and turn out to be in her 20s.So she's already thinking about dropping some classes.

Professor Trelawney looked more like a liar in any case, and Hermione didn't learn anything in Divination class, so it was completely unnecessary.

And Professor Bubbaji... Seriously, she doesn't know as much about Muggles as Hermione does.

Professor Bubbaji is obsessed with Mendel's theory, and tries to use this theory to study and refute the blood theory preached by pure-blood families.

However, limited by the laws of the Ministry of Magic and his own moral constraints, Professor Bubaji can only conduct conjecture and pure theoretical research.

Significant as her research was, this kind of lesson... was almost impossible for a young wizard to learn.

After arriving in Hogsmeade, it was still early for the appointment with the Weasley twins, and the two decided to go shopping first.

Hermione bought a lot of candy, especially a kind of tooth mint.

"Mom and Dad like to eat this, so they often write to me to urge me to buy it."

When Hermione paid the bill, she whispered, "Dangtang Dentist is so depraved!"

When it was close to eleven o'clock, Harry and Hermione left Literary Residence and went to the Pig's Head Bar.

The Hog's Head pub, on the corner of the main road in Hogsmeade village, looked cramped and dirty from the outside, with thick grime on the windows.

The door to the bar was a battered wooden signboard, suspended from rusty brackets.

The signboard depicts a severed boar's head, blood seeping through the white cloth wrapped around the head.

The corners of Harry's and Hermione's mouths twitched slightly. Is this the very famous Pig's Head Bar among little wizards?
This environment... is really shabby!
There is also a brand new wooden board under the signboard, with the history of the Pig's Head Pub written on it:
"The Hog's Head has a very rich history."

"In 1612, the goblin slovenly Lara rioted here, setting off a goblin rebellion."

"And this is not only the location of the riot, but also the headquarters of the goblin rebellion."

"It can be said that the blood and tears of countless wizards are engraved here, and it also represents their contribution to the wizarding world."

"The current Pig's Head Pub is a well-known attraction in Hogsmeade Village. It sells the purest spirits, which are cheap and have a special taste."

It can be seen that this is a carved signboard to advertise its own store.

But Harry was deeply skeptical about this, such a dirty shop exterior...is this signboard useful?

And this word... why is it so familiar?

Harry thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized that he could vaguely see the shadow of Professor Dumbledore's font in the font on the signboard.

A short, fat man wrapped in a black robe was standing at the door of the bar.

He looked at the signboard and muttered softly, "Merlin is here!"

"That old goat also prepares a sign for Christmas? That's outrageous!"

Saying that, the short fat man pushed open the greasy door and walked in cautiously.

Harry and Hermione followed closely and walked into the Hog's Head Bar, but they regretted it as soon as they entered.

The first-floor lobby of the Hog's Head looked small and unkempt, covered from floor to ceiling with a thick layer of dust.

A few candles burned dimly on rough wooden tables.

At this time, there were not many people in the bar, only two mysterious wizards with black hoods were sitting opposite each other.

But the short fat man walked straight towards the two of them, and tried his best to avoid the boss's probing eyes.

However, the boss seemed to be used to such people, and he didn't bother to talk to him, but looked at Harry and Hermione who entered the store later.

After seeing the faces of the two, the boss's blue pupils shrank, but he still asked loudly:

"Little wizard from Hogwarts? Was it introduced by a classmate?"

"Would you like some firewhiskey? Or chilled champagne?"

Hermione frowned, because little wizards were not allowed to drink.But she didn't say anything.

"Just a bottle of mead first." Harry came to the counter and said softly.

"When it's time to leave, I'll buy some wine to take away, and then we'll pay the bill together."

The boss's eyes lit up, and he immediately took out a bottle of dirty mead, and took out two dusty cups.

He wiped the glass with a greasy rag and handed it to Harry on the tray with the mead.

Harry looked at the dirty glass, frowning, and tapped it with his wand.

The dust on the mead bottle disappeared in an instant.Harry took the bottle and turned away from the counter.

"You haven't got the cup yet!" the boss shouted from behind.

"No, I can change myself with Transfiguration."

Harry waved his hand, such a dirty cup is fine.

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(Thanks to Nine-Tailed Yanhu for the reward!)
(End of this chapter)