Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

After leaving the castle with the suitcase, something was moving restlessly inside. Albert thought it was Sander, but Sander told Albert through his mind that it was two vampires who had escaped from Albert's Imperius Curse. Want to escape.

How can this work?

Now far away from the castle, Albert did not follow the large army to the station, but sneaked to Hagrid's hut alone.

He opened the suitcase a small crack, and two bats turned into vampires flew out impatiently.

Seeing Albert waiting outside, Salin and Mike panicked. They knew they were no match for the little wizard, so they could only escape quickly.

But it’s already in Albert’s hands, will he still let you escape easily?

Two slender and tough vines came out with a whoosh and quickly entangled the bats, making them unable to move.

Albert showed a sinister smile, and Salin and Mike shuddered unconsciously, "You guys are not good!"

【Ding!Saleen's negative emotion value +50! 】

【Ding!Mike's negative emotion value +50! 】

"The soul is out of the body, the soul is out of the body."

He stuffed the two vampires into the cloth bag again and put a tender and fresh carrot inside, which was the vampire's favorite. Albert was moved to tears. He was so good to them.Apart from Albert, is there any capitalist in the world who is as charitable as him?

In the distant village of Hogsmeade, smoke was already rising from several huts. After all, when it was time for dinner, Albert's stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

Walk through Central Avenue and turn into a small alley. There is a bar at the intersection.

A tattered wooden signboard hung from rusty brackets over the door, with a picture of a severed pig's head, blood seeping through the white cloth it was wrapped in.

The name is Pig Head Bar.

Albert felt that it was difficult for him to understand the aesthetics of the wizarding world. Can such a decoration attract guests?

Did the bar owner Aberforth Dumbledore naively think that he could attract customers with his face and figure like Ms. Rosmerta?

However, many major events happened here, and in 1612, it was once the headquarters of the goblin rebellion.

Twelve years ago, Trelawney wanted to apply for the position of Professor of Prophecy at Hogwarts and made a prophecy here, which indirectly led to the tragedy of the Potters and Longbottoms.

Last year, Hagrid got Norbert's dragon egg from Quirrell here.

Most of the people who come here cover their faces and wear black wizard cloaks. This bar is a typical gathering place for three religions and nine streams.

Known as "Little Knockturn Alley".

But no one dares to make trouble here, because the owner of the Pig Head Bar is a powerful guy with a very weird temper. Once someone makes trouble in the Pig Head Bar, he will first subdue the troublemaker and then punch him on the bridge of the nose. , that force would break the bridge of a person's nose into three pieces.

Fan protagonists who travel to the world of Harry Potter always live in the Leaky Cauldron, but Albert doesn't want to live in the Pig's Head Bar.

When he opened the door, a strange smell lingered on the tip of Albert's nose, like a combination of the smell of mutton and alcohol. The curtains were covered with thick dirt.

The bar was empty except for the owner, Aberforth, who was at the bar and nonchalantly wiping dirty wine glasses.

Seeing Albert come in, Aberforth stopped what he was doing and said in a low voice: "Little wizard, you are going the wrong way. This is the Pig's Head Bar."

Albert glanced at the door number and said with certainty: "I know, the Pig's Head Bar is what I want to come to. It's dinner time, is there any food?"

Aberforth stared at Albert for a long time, and when he saw that he had no intention of leaving, he said: "There is only one kind, and I will pay you whether you eat it or not."

He turned back to the backstage, not knowing how to cook the food. Five minutes later, he came out with two plates of black and green things and handed one of them to Albert.

"Um...are you sure this thing is edible?" Albert swallowed. The thing in front of him was like a ball of paste, and the color looked very horrible, which made Albert lose his appetite.

"Whether you like it or not, you have to pay for it, 2 silver coins."

Aberforth would not spoil Albert just because he was an underage wizard. He set an example first, picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of "paste" and put it in his mouth.

Albert stared at the plate of rice in his hand, thinking that he had to pay for it anyway, so he might as well give it a try. He had spent so much time in high school and college cafeterias before, and he didn't believe that there was anything worse than those things. food.

"Ahh-"

After one sip, the pores all over Albert's body instantly opened. This taste is really good!

Even better than those made by the house elves in Hogwarts!

"Ah wu... ah wu... ah wu, burp——"

Albert finished the food on his plate in a few moments and burped with satisfaction.

"Okay, you've finished eating. It's time for you to pay and leave." Aberforth began to chase people away.

"Hey, it's so late. Shouldn't I stay in the hotel? Isn't there any room at the Pig Head Bar? I don't think your business is that good."

Abfus left his counter, came to Albert, took away the dishes, and said seriously: "No, I don't accept young wizards to stay here, please give me two silver coins quickly, and then you can leave."

"Okay, okay." Albert pretended to be impatient and took out a gold galleons from his pocket. By the way, he accidentally dropped a brand new photo on the dirty floor of the Pig's Head Bar.

In the photo, Albus Dumbledore stood in front of all the students, spreading his hands and saying something, and the students below were jubilant.

But that's not the point. The point is that Albus Dumbledore's beard is missing a section, only from his chin to his chest...

This photo is the work of Colin Corrivet, a freshman in Gryffindor. It was taken the morning after the thunderstorm ended. Albert bought it for a high price of 5 copper Knuts on the grounds that he paid homage to Dumbledore. The professor's majestic appearance.

Albert also thoughtfully used developing potion on this photo so that Professor Dumbledore in the photo could move.

"Wait a minute, if you are willing to give me this photo, I will let you stay here for one night. I will give you a bottle of Firewhiskey for three hours per night."

Albert stared at Aberforth's serious eyes and asked in an "uncertain" tone:

"Really? Underage wizards shouldn't be allowed to drink firewhiskey, right?"

Aberforth grabbed the photo with a cool wave of his hand and said loudly: "It doesn't matter, as long as you don't tell anyone, no one will know.

By the way, the guest rooms are on the second floor, they are all empty, you can choose whatever you want..." The voice gradually became quieter, Aberforth walked backstage and disappeared from Albert's sight.

Albert carried the suitcase upstairs and whispered softly: "Thank you, Dumbledore."