HP: The New God from Hogwarts

On the tacky wall clock on the wall of Mrs. Puddifu's teahouse, the wooden owl popped out of the clock box and chirped eleven times, announcing the arrival of eleven o'clock.

"It's eleven o'clock. I have to leave first. I have an appointment with Sia." Momo wiped her mouth with a napkin and said to Cedric and Draco.

Cedric and Draco were a little disappointed, but Cecilia was a girl, so it wasn't too lemony.

"Okay, see you tonight. I'll take the candy back to the common room for you first." Cedric thoughtfully handed her her coat, then grabbed a handful of lemon candies from the bag and put it into her hand, " Bring some to Sia too.”

"Okay." Taowu took the woolen jacket he handed and put it on her body, waved to them both, and left the teahouse.

There was heavy snow outside the door, because there were happy and excited students on the road, so it didn't feel very cold. The snow was turned black and muddy by the students.

She wrapped herself in her coat, covered her long silver hair and the lower half of her face with a cashmere scarf, blended into the crowd on the street, and walked to the door of the Pig Head Bar.

Unlike the bustling Three Broomsticks Bar, the Hog Head Bar is deserted. The heavy wooden door is covered with pitted marks of knife cuts, and the wooden sign hangs on a rusty bracket that makes a creaking sound when the wind blows.

On the sign was a bloody pig's head, as if it had just been chopped off, wrapped in a dirty white cloth, with blood seeping out of the white cloth.

Momogiri looked at this scary photo without words. Except for some perverts who like to hunt for novels, no one wants to come to this kind of bar. No wonder the business is so bleak. It is estimated that the owner Aberforth has to rely on the help of his brother Albus to survive.

She pushed open the wooden door, and a strong smell of mutton hit her face. She almost spit out the milk tea she just drank. Thick dust accumulated on the bay window, completely blocking the light-transmitting gaps. No daylight could enter, and only a few candlesticks provided weak light.

It was very quiet inside, with a cheerful jazz song playing, and some people chatting through the music.

A beautiful cocktail flew in front of her, and when she was wondering, Badr's beautiful face appeared in front of her, and he stood in front of her holding a wand.

"Welcome, Sister Luna. This is my special peach-flavored cocktail. I think I make it much better than grandpa. Try it."

Momo picked up the cocktail floating in the air: "You can already use the floating spell. You are only seven years old. Badr, you are simply a genius!"

She took a sip of the light pink drink in the cup. It was like peach-flavored sparkling water, with a little cocktail aroma, and it tasted unexpectedly delicious.

"How is it?" The young boy looked at her expectantly with his blue eyes.

"It's very delicious, Badr, you are really a genius!" She drank the drink in the cup. It was so refreshing!

Badr's eyes widened when he saw her move. He stretched out his hand before he could stop him: "Sister Luna..."

"It's over, I got into trouble!"

Under Taowu's confused eyes, he ran towards the house, and then shouted to the people inside: "I got into trouble, Sister Luna drank the whole glass of wine!"

Momo followed him inside, where Cecilia and Newt were sitting at the bar and looking at her. Harry stood next to Cecilia and looked at her with a worried look on his face.

There is a portrait hanging on the wall inside the bar. The portrait shows a gentle and quiet red-haired woman. That should be the grown-up Ariana in Aberforth's fantasy.

There was an old man with white hair lying on the bar, with a long white beard hanging on the table of the bar. His gray jacket looked dirty, as if it hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and he fit into the bar environment perfectly.

Momowu knew that it was Aberforth. He looked somewhat similar to his brother, but his temperament was completely opposite.

Sitting on Newt's right side is an elderly woman with curly white hair, a light pink beret on top of her head, and a rose-red coat covering her graceful figure. Although they are all pink, The old woman looked thousands of times better dressed than Umbridge.

Even though there are obvious wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and forehead, she still looks elegant and beautiful. She is like a glass of fine wine, which becomes more mellow and sweet with the passage of time.

Time has never defeated a beauty.

"Are you not dizzy?" Sikelia looked at Taowu who was walking steadily in disbelief, and took the scarf she took off from her neck.

"No, what's wrong?" Taowu shook her head. The room was a little hot due to the magic, so she took off her coat.

Newt picked up the coat in her hand and threw it towards the hanger on the wall. The coat automatically flew to the hanger and hung on the hook accurately.

Then introduce her to the old woman sitting over there: "Luna, this is Queenie, Queenie Kowalski, the born Legilimency, her husband Jacob Kowalski, you I’ve seen it.”

Queenie's eyes were beautiful, full of seductive temptation, and her voice was as sweet as her person: "It's just like Jacob said, you are really beautiful. He told me when he went back that day that he thought you looked familiar. Afterwards, I patted his not-so-smart head fifty times and finally remembered."

"Huh?" Taowu looked at her curiously.

"He said he saw your photo in Newt's suitcase." Queenie waved to her, gesturing for her to come closer to her.

Taowu came closer to her and heard the sweet voice whispering in her ears: "Jacob told me that Newt always hugs that photo when he sleeps. If anyone touches it, he will get anxious with others." . Sorry, I overheard your thoughts, I’m glad you’re happy too.”

Momogiri burst out laughing: "Thank you, Mrs. Kowalski, I am indeed very happy."

"Queenie, just call me Queenie." Queenie stretched out a hand with a white lace glove to her, "I heard a lot about you from Newt. You can transcend time, right? ?"

"Yes, but it's probably not possible now." Taowu held the hand she extended, "In the future!"

"What are you talking about?" Newt leaned his head over, and their voices were so low that they couldn't be heard clearly.

Queenie and Momo looked at each other and smiled, and she raised her eyebrows at Newt: "I'm talking about that Jacob guy who admires Luna very much, saying that she is brave, resourceful, and has absolute strength."

"The old guy said that if Newt had been half as powerful as Luna, he would have spent half the energy to deal with Grindelwald."

Newt smiled helplessly: "I agree with this."