[HP] warm

You have a clue there! "

God, did he think he was talking to someone across a football field?The boss muttered in his heart, and then saw the girl in front of him smiling apologetically at him, and then severely reprimanded the boy over there in a tone that didn't match her sweet appearance, "Luo Well, keep your voice down!"

Perhaps the girl's voice was too harsh, but the boy's voice was indeed much lower the next moment, but it was so small that it was almost a whisper, so the girl had to remind him to speak louder.The boss looked at them like this, and couldn't help admiring the naughty boy over there, who actually used this method to tease people.He smiled, walked to the back with the washed wine glass, and thoughtfully left them a separate space.

When the boss came back, the girl was already sitting in front of the bar. He opened his mouth to say something, but the doorbell rang again.The boss followed the prestige and saw a boy with platinum hair pushing the door and coming in. He was wearing a well-made white suit, with a polite but alienated smile on his face. Knowing his unusual background, it was hard to connect him with the yelling boy on the phone.But when the girl said hello, he knew he had guessed wrong, because the girl called him Draco.

"Draco, is it okay for you to come here like this?" The girl jumped off the high stool, gave the boy a warm hug, and then asked worriedly.

"It's okay, I think maybe next semester I will be able to walk with you openly." The boy showed a warm smile, and his attitude was still extremely cold.

"Did something happen?" the girl asked worriedly, but the boy didn't answer her, just said casually, "There is something, but I think it's best to wait until we find him, so as not to I'm going to repeat the same thing to you one by one."

"Alright then." The girl frowned and pursed her lips, and the two of them sat in front of the bar again, ordered non-alcoholic drinks, and stopped talking in silence.About an hour later, a young man with a round nervous face barged in, and an hour later, a young man with red hair and a large worn shirt slammed the door open.

"Ron!" The girl heard the noise, turned her head and saw the rude person running in, immediately jumped off the high stool unhappily, and looked at the person displeased.The tavernkeeper recognized this as the young man who had first called the girl.

"It can't be my fault, you don't know who I met, Professor Snape!" the boy named Ron shouted, looking very excited, "I was almost caught by him!"

"God, what happened next?" Everyone changed their faces when they heard the professor's name, jumped off the high stool and walked towards the door.

"Don't worry, I got rid of him." Ron walked to the bar with a big grin and said flauntingly, then looked curiously at the various wines on the counter, pointed to one of the bottles and said to the tavern owner, "Can you give me How about a glass of that? Otherwise, flame whiskey is also fine, put more flames, and it should taste like marijuana."

"Ron, you can't," the only girl among the four was obviously very dissatisfied with the boy named Ron's attitude, and she couldn't help shouting angrily when she saw him like this, but this time she had something to say before she finished shouting. A cold voice came from the door, "Weasley, minors are not allowed to drink alcohol, have you forgotten this?"

"S, S, Professor Snape!" The tavern owner clearly saw that when the voice sounded, everyone present shuddered, especially the boy named Ron was the most powerful, he could almost He heard the chatter of his teeth.

"Professor Snape, are you alone? Where is Mr. Black? I thought he should realize that he had to appear here and apologize to someone." I have to say that the girl's courage is admirable, She was the first to overcome her fear and aggressively question the visitor.

"This is not the question you should ask, Miss Granger!" But unfortunately, the man didn't take her question to heart, he roughly interrupted the girl's conversation, and then his black eyes looked like eagles Sharply looked around the room, and asked slowly, "Where is he?"

The author has something to say: Well, this chapter is written from the perspective of the bar owner. It is the story of the little buns who took the aging agent and the professor who met on the way to find Xiaoha... Well, the other little buns this time Everyone will know that Hermione will become a beauty when she grows up o(∩_∩)o... Anyway, this volume is a chapter full of jq, and all pairs of CP will be finalized here, so please stay tuned.

90, grow up...

Of course Harry wasn't here, and it wasn't his luck or misfortune.Fortunately, he escaped the angry Snape, but unfortunately, he may encounter a more difficult professor after returning.

Now that everyone was here, the lobby of the tavern was obviously not a good place to talk, so Snape asked the boss for a room and brought the group of children upstairs.When they entered the room, thanks to a certain pervert, Snape used nearly a dozen anti-eavesdropping and anti-peeping spells, and then sat on the sofa where he was sitting, looking expressionlessly at the group who were worrying. The "big" kids exchanged anxious glances, "Tell me how you got here."

"Aging agent, Portkey." Facing Snape's coercion, Draco frankly confessed the way they came, and ignored Hermione and Ron's glaring, and showed his guilt in an excellent manner. The cufflinks worn showed Snape, "Potion from Weasley, Portkey from Granger."

Well, it is Slytherin's instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. In most cases, you can't expect them to be unyielding and unyielding rather than surrendering a secret.But the main reason why Draco dared to admit it so happily was because he wasn't the culprit.

"Aging agent, Portkey..." Snape frowned fiercely when he heard these two terms, and he knew Ron's frightened expression without looking at him.It's just that he still didn't understand why Ron dared to commit such bold violations repeatedly since he was afraid of himself?

However, it is also Slytherin's nature to protect weaknesses. When he was angry, he first targeted Hermione, "Miss Granger, where did you get the Portkey?"

If it was the Portkey provided by Draco, Snape would not be surprised, because the background of the Malfoy family is enough for him to take out any Portkey to play with, but Hermione provided it, which is puzzling, because she She is Muggle-born, and she is the only one in the family who knows magic. With her level, she can't make it by herself, and if she wants to buy it, the price of the portkey is obviously not affordable for the pocket money of these children.

"I did it myself." Hermione gave the most impossible answer. Although she was a little worried because she was discovered, she still said this with a very proud tone.Indeed, at her age, of course she was proud to make such a thing, but Snape would not praise her for it, he just gave Hermione a vicious look, picked up the cufflink and inspected it carefully, But soon he found that this portkey was very different from the ones he usually saw.The magic power used to make it is less, and there is no clear positioning coordinates. At first glance, it looks like a waste product.

"Is this still usable?" When Snape tried to infuse magic here, he found that the decoration on Hermione's rubber band lit up inconspicuously, and seemed to echo this.

"Yes. This is the latest version we have developed. When I am in a certain place, this pair of Portkeys will reflect each other and bring someone or something to us. It is similar to the traditional Phantom The principle of the Portkey for Migration is different, it was originally used to transport items, and after our improvement, it gradually expanded the volume of the items it can transfer, and finally developed to be able to transport a living person.” Talking about himself Hermione immediately became elated when she was interested in something.

"Pass items? What do you use to pass?" Since there is the latest version, there must also be the old version.Snape began to realize that he seemed to have overlooked many things, and asked very sternly, "Don't try to hide anything from me, if you don't tell me, I will find the answer myself!"

"Uh, snacks." This time it was Draco who answered first again, because Harry had told him that Snape was a master of instigators, although he didn't think Snape would use them on them for such a trivial matter. The spell, but he still dared not take the risk.

"Snacks? You have spent so much effort just to pass on snacks?" For the first time, Snape realized so clearly that the generation gap between himself and these children was so huge.

"Because it's the most profitable thing. Hogwarts only students from the third year and above can go out to buy snacks, and they can only buy snacks once a week, so the source of snacks for most students can only be owl mail. That's too expensive and there are very few varieties and quantities to choose from, so we use these things to buy from off-campus. If we buy in bulk, we can get snacks at a [-]% to [-]% discount. If we sell them to other students at the original price, we can Make a fortune out of it." Under Snape's gaze, Ron also surrendered.

"You guys actually do this kind of thing in school? Draco, are you one of them?!" Snape listened to this in disbelief.