[HP] Night Haze

"2 Galleons and 5 Sickles."

"Meow meow……"

"Ten Sickles."

"Meow……"

In the Leaky Cauldron, a blue-eyed black cat echoes every time Old Tom collects money.The customers in the bar paid their bills with a smile and always had to tease him.

"Tom, are you your newly hired helper?" The strong wizard smiled while counting out Galleons from his purse, "For the sake of my drinking here every day, it's a fraction of 1 Sickle Don't argue with me any more."

"Meow..."

"Okay, okay." The muscular and strong wizard heard the loud meow, and paid the money as if he was reprimanded. They stayed in the bar all afternoon, so they naturally knew this How sensitive cats are to the word "sickle".

"I have 3 Knuts of wine here, and 1 Sickle is not a small change!" The bar owner wiped the bar with a rag, and looked at the customers who paid the bill with a smile, even though he knew that the strong wizard was teasing him and haggling over the price. This kind of thing still needs to be nip in the bud.

"You can give me 1 Galleon again, so you don't have to pay Sickles for 17 times." (1 Galleon = 17 Sickles)

"Tom, you really can't take advantage of it at all." The strong wizard shook his head, he hiccupped, and the black cat meowed from time to time while they were talking.

After seeing off the last customer, Old Tom temporarily closed the store door. He turned his head and looked at the freshly stamped plum blossoms on the wiped bar counter, and sighed amusedly.

"I'm sorry!" Angelo hurriedly carried the green-eyed black cat off the bar. If he didn't pay attention, his newly bought pet would cause trouble in the bar.

"This cat's name is Xi Ke?" The bar owner was not angry at all, because of this cat, customers specially ordered a lot of drinks with Si Ke's price, and the sales volume in his store increased a lot today.

"Actually, I'm adapting it to a new name. What do you think of the name Norn? Norn Norn!" The boy tried to call his pet by the name he had thought up so hard, but the black cat lay on the ground unresponsive. In the arms of the blond boy, he felt discouraged.

"It seems that he is not interested in the name you gave. In fact, Xi Ke is also a good name." Old Tom blinked his eyes mischievously, "Let it stay downstairs tomorrow, the guests like it very much."

"Oh, okay. If you don't mind." There were two shallow dimples on the boy's face. The bar owner didn't dislike this naughty pet, which made him very happy.

Waving his magic wand, he helped Old Tom put all the tables and chairs back in the bar. After a while, the tenants living in the bar went downstairs to eat. They paid for the food when they paid the rent, and the dinner in the bar was full. , the price is fair, and the taste is also good.

Angelo looked around at the guests sitting around the rectangular dining table, none of them were young wizards in his grade.They were all grown-ups. Fortunately, these witches and wizards were dressed normally, and there were no mysterious figures hidden in the cloaks.

Thinking of the weird guests he met in the bar today, Angelo still felt shuddering.

"Some customers have to cook their food separately, and they usually don't go downstairs to eat with other people." The bar owner saw the boy's concerns and explained.When the pot of boiled potatoes was brought to the table, the pale young professor came down the narrow stairs, one of his eyes still twitching nervously, but Angelo noticed that the others were used to it.

"Good evening, Professor Quirrell." Angelo greeted.

"Night...evening...good." Quirrell stammered the answer. Angelo was still a little worried about the professor's lock-up behavior at noon, but now it seems that Professor Quirrell's reaction to him was no worse than that. Others have something more to offer.

"Everyone is here." After Quirrell was seated, all the food was served on the table. The bar owner picked up the cutlery and muttered something, then put a piece of roast lamb steak on his plate and started to start.

"I thought I could meet classmates from the same school here." Angelo couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he saw the seats all around him. He knew that no one would come.

"There are two little Hogwarts witches living here, but they usually come back after finishing their dinner outside." The bar owner replied, chewing his food.He tapped the table twice with his wand, and everyone had an extra wine glass in front of them.

The shape of the cup in front of Angelo was different from others. He picked up the cup and took a sip. It contained fresh fruit juice.

The black cat in his arms moved its nose when it smelled the food, and it jumped off the blond boy restlessly, wandering back and forth at everyone's feet under the dining table.The witch sitting opposite threw the leftover fishbone off the table, and after a while there was a crackling sound from under the table.

Although Professor Quirrell was trembling all the time, this problem got better when he was eating. He cut the salmon on the plate into very small pieces, which was a delicate task.

From time to time, he picked up a small piece of salmon with a fork and hid it under the white tablecloth.At first Angelo thought that he was feeding the black cat begging for food like everyone else, but when he occasionally saw the red tongue sticking out of Quirrell's pocket, he remembered that the professor had a scary pet.

Recalling the cold red snake eyes, Angelo shuddered. Even though there were two seats between him and Professor Quirrell, he still moved the chair aside.

"Ah!" Just as Angelo was attacking a piece of pork chop, Professor Quirrell suddenly jumped up from his seat and screamed from his mouth, scaring everyone else to stop eating.

"Merlin!" Angelo saw his black cat snatch the fish from the fork in Quirrell's hand, and the venomous snake whose food had been snatched exposed most of its body from its pocket, sticking out its tongue and issuing a hissing warning.

"Meow!" The black cat, feeling that the danger was approaching, assumed an aggressive posture, and let out a muffled cry from its stomach.

"Norn, come back!" Angelo yelled, but the black cat didn't respond to the name, it jumped up suddenly, and slapped away the poisonous snake that had shrunk into Quirrell's pocket with its sharp claws.

Hiss... The poisonous snake was thrown to the ground and raised its head furiously. It bared its fangs and assumed an attacking posture, causing the wizards around to scatter.

Professor Quirrell let out a more tragic scream than before. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at the black cat, with a fierce light in his eyes.

"No, professor!" Angelo rushed up and lifted his wand, a ray of light from the tip of the wand smashed the food plate into pieces.

At this moment, the black cat bit the poisonous snake seven inches in one bite. Quirrell trembled all over and collapsed to the ground.

"Xike, shut up Xike!" The boy finally called out the black cat's familiar name, the black cat's ears moved, and the sharp teeth were pulled out from the snake's body.

As soon as it opened its mouth, the snake's tail whipped towards it with the sound of the wind. The blue-eyed black cat leaped onto the dining table sharply, looked down at the snake, and all its hair stood on end.

"Take good care of your pets." Old Tom shook his head heartbroken looking at the soup dripping all over the table, "I'll deliver the food to your respective rooms in a while, and now you all go upstairs!"

"Professor, I'm sorry, Professor Quirrell!" Angelo wanted to help Quirrell up from the ground, but the pale young man with a pale face shook off the boy's arm and got up on his own.

"professor……"

"Stay away from me!" The anger made Quirrell temporarily overcome his stuttering, the poisonous snake hissed coldly, and the red eyes of the snake faced him.

"Keep an eye on your cat!" Quirrell's one eye twitched, and the snake swam up to the hem of his robes, shaking its head at him.

Quirrell slowly inserted the wand back into his pocket. This action made Angelo heave a sigh of relief, and a mist appeared in his sea-blue eyes.

"I'm sorry... I will take care of it." He retreated to the dining table guiltily, holding his cat tightly in his arms.It wasn't until Quirrell stumbled up the stairs holding the little snake that Angelo dared to take a big breath.

"Professor Quirrell must hate me." Angelo looked at Old Tom in frustration. The bar owner shrugged and began to pack the food on the table.

"I'm sorry, Tom," said the boy apologetically, and he put the cat back on the ground, rolled up his sleeves and joined the pack.

The blue-eyed black cat stuck out its tongue and licked up the broth dripping on the ground. It looked at them innocently, and got under the dining table again.