[HP] Hogwarts Muggle University

"Harry, are you really not coming together?" George once again issued a sincere invitation.

"No, no. I'm timid, and I don't like to play with these things." Harry shook his head. He didn't mind playing the escape room, but playing with the twins always felt that he had to take some extra risks.

"Okay." Fred looked very disappointed.

Maybe it's because Aberforth always has a vicious look, not many people are willing to sit on the first floor and drink - except for Ron and Lavender who are kissing inseparably in the booth at this moment - —Basically everyone goes straight to the escape room or theme hotel as soon as they come.This is in stark contrast to the prosperous scene of Ariana's divination room next door.

According to Hermione, Arianna and Aberforth are brother and sister.He hadn't met Ariana yet, but in Hermione's description she was a wheelchair-bound, soft-spoken, very kind old man who was best at counting tarot cards.

"Anyway, she looks much more reliable than Trilawney." Hermione made a final decision.

Trelawney is a professor in the Department of Philosophy, and one of her hobbies is to give prophecies to all the students in her class.Parvati and Lavender were her diehards, and Hermione quit her first class without hesitation and never took any philosophy classes.

Privately, Harry found this kind of chatter unreliable, but everyone who had been there swears that Ariana got it right.

He looked back at the two who were entangled like two octopuses.Maybe he slipped away now and no one would notice?

"I told you not to mention his name in front of me!"

The roar made Harry tremble violently, and he realized that the sound was coming from the back kitchen of the bar.Apparently, Aberforth had forgotten to control the volume.

"He's back? How dare he! Let me tell you, Dumbledore, as long as he dares to appear in my sight again, I will beat him to death!"

Harry didn't want to listen to the corner on purpose, but he suddenly heard a name he had heard before: Dumbledore.Wait, why did their principal get involved with such a vicious bar owner?

"I have been practicing for many years to beat him! Do you know the nature of him appearing in front of me now? The nature of death!"

he?who?

"Don't speak well of him, Dumbledore! I think he sees better than you!" There was another roar, followed by a heavy "bang", and Harry guessed that Aberforth probably punched the wall hard, " Well, well, well done, Dumbledore! You've healed the scar and forgotten the pain! Just wait and see!"

Before Aberforth came out, Harry left Ron, who was still inseparable from Lavender, without hesitation, and rushed out the door with a chirp.

He seems to have heard some great secret!

When he was almost at the dormitory, Harry was still thinking about the conversation between Aberforth and Dumbledore just now.

It seems that he and Dumbledore should be old acquaintances, and Dumbledore seems to be recruiting someone who has a grudge against Aberforth.

Uh...Harry scratched his head: "What a complicated plot."

"Hey, Scarhead!"

Harry's eyelids twitched: Malfoy...

Sure enough, it was Draco.He stared triumphantly at Harry, who was also carrying Crabbe and Goyle.To be honest, if those two strong men were replaced by a girl sitting in the co-pilot, Malfoy might still have some capital to embarrass Harry in front of him.

"Are you poisonous, dead fisheye?" Harry shot back, not to be outdone.The football scar on his head was long gone, but Draco's dead fish eyes would remain on his face for the rest of his life.

"Have you been busy recently?" Draco asked pleasantly, "Is there a lot of finals? Are you happy writing your thesis? Are the group meetings going well? Are you still busy with the lab report? Have you finished compiling the data?"

"That's you, Malfoy. I never used my father to pay me to send me to a prestigious school." Harry neatly poked his opponent's sore foot, and Draco really changed color:

"It's okay, Scarhead, you won't be proud for a few days." However, Draco suddenly calmed down strangely after thinking of something, "It seems that your news is not well-informed."

——If you really want to make a big news secretly, why do you have to come here and tell me the spoiler in advance?

Harry secretly laughed at Draco's IQ, and asked, "What news?"

"You'll find out soon." Draco curled his lips and glanced at him contemptuously. "Even that red mole has found a girlfriend. Are you still single?"

Harry rolled his eyes skyward: "What's the use of driving a Porsche, isn't it the same as being single? Huh? It's just laughing at fifty steps."

Ignoring Malfoy's furious quarrel behind him, Harry walked quickly to the dormitory, took out his cell phone and called Sirius: "Sirius, your nephew came to see me just now."

"He's not my nephew." Sirius completely missed the point.

"Anyway, he told me something big was going to happen soon," said Harry. "Do you know what it is?"

"Son," Sirius told him earnestly, "I'm not Google, nor an encyclopedia."

"Just say you don't know." Harry sighed, "Hey, why are you always trying to save face at your age—"

"Desperate for face? Harry, you are so young. Let me tell you, all the things that Malfoy called 'big news' ended badly." Sirius paused, "I have a Big news to tell you, but let’s wait until you come back from summer vacation.”

"It's really bad for you to say half like that!"

"By the way, your mother said that if you get below B in any class at the end of the semester, the big news will be gone."

The author has something to say: It’s almost 13w words now, try to finish it at 15w, at most 16wヾ(?°?°?)??