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When they reached the main street, they saw Malfoy turning right into the Wenrenju quill shop. Harry had to stop. There were not many people in the quill shop near noon. If he followed Wouldn't it be easy to come face to face with Malfoy?

Considering the scope of the bug, Harry had no choice but to drag Snape to the Gera Pharmacy next door to the Wenrenju Feather Shop, "Is there anything you want to buy?" He forced a smile at Snape, Then he remembered that he forgot to pay just now, which meant that Snape bought him tea and cake.

It wasn't going to be between him and Snape, and he didn't think Snape would buy anyone else tea.

"I beg you," he said, then remembered his empty wallet, all his pocket money was spent on the last Hogsmeade week, and he had to add, "I can owe it first. "

"Heh." Snape snorted softly, and was greeted with a dissatisfied stare from Harry.

His arm broke away from Harry's hand, took that hand and led him into the pharmacy.Most of the potions teaching materials at Hogwarts came from Gera Pharmacy and the potion material shop in Diagon Alley, so Snape naturally knew the list of goods that could be provided here.

"I need a bunch of Moonbeauties." Snape rang the bell on the counter.

The clerk who was sorting out the materials came down from the stairs behind the shelves. He wiped his apron with his hands. The young clerk in his thirties glanced at Snape and his clasped fingers. The shorter boy—Harry was concentrating on the conversation coming from the receiver in his ear, Malfoy was buying a quill that could imitate handwriting, what exactly was he trying to do?Harry couldn't help but frown severely.

"Ah, beauty under the moon, there are only seven new arrivals this month. Do you need to deal with it?" A knowing smile appeared on the clerk's face. This delicate yet fragile beauty is fresh - dewy, as if it had just been picked from the branch.

"No, please pack it for me." Snape had no expression on his face, and he glanced at the daredevil beside him who was only interested in the business next door.

"Okay, there are three gold Galleons in total." The clerk took out the golden-red wrapping paper, and carefully packed the seven snow-white lotus-like beauties under the moon.

After Snape took out the Galleon from his pocket, he took the bouquet of flowers that symbolized instant eternity, and handed it to Harry beside him with a bitter face.

So Harry was slammed in the face by a bouquet of fragrant snow-white flowers while he was thinking distressedly about Malfoy's purpose for buying the quill, and he had to step back to catch the bouquet, which was obviously for him.

"What is this?" His eyes widened. "Isn't this a pharmacy? Why are there flowers?"

"Obviously, this is a potion ingredient." The familiar sneer sprayed Harry again, "Moon Beauty, also known as Epiphyllum, is a material for treating asthma, and the potion requires 1.05 ounces of fresh Epiphyllum petals , Potter, for you, after the exam, you can return everything you have learned to the professor, right?"

Harry held the bouquet of flowers a little at a loss, "So this is for me?"

"Take it, if you don't want to be discovered by little Malfoy, you can use it to cover your big face." Snape sneered.

"Hey!" Harry couldn't help shouting, he stared at the immaculate white flowers in his hand, he couldn't bear to throw them away, he grabbed the bouquet of flowers with one hand, and Snape's hand with the other .

"Let's go, Malfoy has left the quill shop."

So where should they go now?Harry looked at the students coming and going on the street, and his hand holding the bouquet was a little weak.

He actually accepted the flowers from Snape!

Can he do more bizarre things?

Harry sighed, Malfoy was no longer here.

"Maybe you can try your luck at the Pig's Head Bar." Snape said suddenly, he naturally knew Draco's plan, and he didn't just say it casually.

Harry hesitated, clutching the bouquet tightly in his hand.Ask him to run to the Hog's Head with a bouquet of flowers and a man, or the news of his coming out will be spread all over Hogwarts the next day!

"Or are you afraid of meeting acquaintances?" Snape smirked, admiring the expression of choice on Harry's face playfully.

"No." Harry glared at Snape, but the face was so young that he couldn't connect with Snape for a while, although they were indeed one person.

It's just an age reducer.Harry thought gloomily, and the bouquet he held in his hand exuded a cool fragrance like the cold under the moon reminded him and brought him back to that night when they flew above the clouds and saw the stars together , The shooting star across the sky seems to be also across his heart.

He suddenly felt a suffocation, and he clenched the warm hand he was grasping. That hand was different from Snape's usual, more delicate, as if the years hadn't burned his body.

"Let's go." He said muffled.Maybe Snape was just hungry, he thought, an excuse he didn't believe.

They walked into the opposite alley, which was twisted like a lamb's wrinkled stomach, and soon they came to this shabby and dirty-looking bar, even its signboard was thickly accumulated. dust, and Harry swore he saw cobwebs.

"I thought you'd go to the Three Broomsticks," Harry said, and then he wanted to tap his brain, which he always didn't think about.

He always forgot to think about this kind of thing in front of Snape. The three broomsticks are so popular among the students, and Ms. Rosmerta is its living sign. Wouldn't it be better for him to have a pig's head bar with fewer people and where you can hide your face? choice?

"Let's go in." Fearing that Snape would really consider his proposal, Harry opened the door first, and then his fingers were stained black. He looked at the black stains on his fingers with disgust—how long has it been here? cleaned up!

After entering, he had to shake his hand, a handkerchief was stuffed in his hand, and then Snape dragged him to the innermost place - he found that this guy was actually wearing a hood!Why didn't he remember to put on the hooded coat too?At least now, Harry thought gloomily, the risk of Snape being recognized was reduced.

After they sat down, Harry looked around, and he was surprised to find that Malfoy was here too!

"How do you know he's here?" He squinted his eyes, the dim light was really not friendly to myopia, he had to find that he and Snape were too close, to the point where they were shoulder to shoulder.And the old bastard didn't remind him.

Snape has been very strange since he entered Hogsmeade. This kind of tolerance is like honey in a honeypot. Without anyone noticing, Snape got stuck in it. When he realized that he wanted to get out, he had already sunk half of his body. .

Snape ordered a whiskey, and he looked up at Harry, "Would you like a sandwich?" He raised his eyebrows as if what Harry was asking was so simple that it shouldn't be asked.

"You must know something I don't," said Harry.

Soon the owner of the bar—this bearded old man who seemed to be in a bad mood came over with a bottle of whiskey. It seemed that his buddy had resigned again. Although the bar was deserted every day, there were only regular customers and curious students Will come to patronize, but the boss is really busy with multiple jobs.Perhaps that was why the barkeep was in such a bad mood - Harry had to think about it, but it soon became clear to him that today was a decidedly unlucky day for the patrons of the Hog's Head.

Snape slowly took out a glass from his pocket and asked the proprietor to pour the wine into the quilt - which is also the peculiarity of this dirty bar.Harry thought that Professor Flitwick was lying before, but even Snape brought his own cup.

The barkeeper left after pouring the drink, and he walked to the counter with his arms swaying.

"That's enough, you fucking disgusting man who sells ass, go back to Germany and stay away from that guy!" Shocking roar came from behind the counter.

"Aberforth, you are still so energetic." This familiar gentle voice made Harry crane his neck curiously.

"Don't look, it's Dumbledore." Snape frowned, pulling Harry back to his seat.

"How do you know—oh, you've been at Hogwarts for so many years." Harry suddenly realized.

"Dumbledore is a frequent visitor to the Pig's Head Pub, and even the professor's interview will be held at the Pig's Head Pub." Snape said, "It's no secret."

"Ah! Malfoy is talking to someone." Harry was about to say something when suddenly a sound came from the receiving end in his ear. He calmed down and listened carefully for a while, and at the same time turned his head to look in Malfoy's direction , found that he was still the only one sitting there.

"It's Parkinson, he and Parkinson are communicating remotely." Harry said firmly.Not sure how they did it, but the twins were able to make a coin changer, so maybe Malfoy and Parkinson had something else to do besides the two-way mirror.

"So Malfoy's target is Dumbledore." Harry understood now.

It wasn't a secret that Dumbledore was a regular at the Hog's Head, so Malfoy was here to confirm that the headmaster was indeed there.This was much more likely than waiting for Dumbledore to show up at school.

So what is Parkinson doing?

"Did you already know?" He looked at Snape.

Snape took a sip of his whiskey, "Potter, if the head on your head is not a decoration, it should learn to think, instead of begging the professor to teach you how to do everything."

"Of course I know." Harry blushed.

He didn't think of asking Snape for help before, he had always relied on himself, but he didn't know when he started subconsciously seeking Snape's help.

This is simply making a deal with the devil!

Harry looked at the bar again, and found a familiar strand of gold—it was the blond young man who appeared in the principal's office, but before Harry had time to see what he was doing, he saw him dragging Dumbledore into the bar together back door.

Dumbledore literally took him everywhere he went.Harry thought, and prayed, that Dumbledore had better disappear behind the door, so that Malfoy's plan must have failed.

He lowered his head to the white beauty under the moon, "Can it only be used to make asthma medicine? Can't it be used for other things?"

"Debulking the gut, that's another thing it does," said Snape, looking into Harry's stiff face.

"Cough." Harry gave a fake cough, he suddenly felt a little hungry, and that piece of cake was indeed not enough to fill him up.

As for the Pig's Head Bar, he never thought of trying a meal here - he didn't think the eccentric bar owner would be a good cook.

But he couldn't give up monitoring Malfoy.

Just as Harry was debating whether to go out, another acquaintance suddenly opened the door—it was Lavender, followed by a panting Ron.

"La, Lavender, why did you come to this place?" Ron yelled, he tried to grab his girlfriend's arm, but was turned away.

Lavender had a gloomy face, holding a bottle of golden wine in her hand, and walked into the bar quickly, with a strange expression on her face that Harry had never seen before, but soon her face appeared With a smile, he walked to the bar.

"Sir, is Headmaster Dumbledore in?" Harry had only heard that sweet voice when she was talking to Ron.

With a strong premonition in Harry's mind, he stood up and walked towards Lavender.Then I saw Ron dragging Lavender away from the bar.

"What's wrong with you?" Ron yelled, he didn't care about the embarrassment, he just wanted to drag Lavender away.

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Harry held the bouquet and said to himself: I always think Snape is too skilled.

Snape: 10 points deducted for talking behind Professor Gryffindor's back.

Harry yelled: Points cannot be deducted outside the school!You old bastard can't talk except for deducting points?

Snape hugged the noisy little bastard, and suddenly kissed him on the cheek, so he got a well-behaved and quiet little bastard with a blushing like a tomato and a scent of epiphyllum all over his body.