Chapter 505 The Pride of a Pure-Blood Wizard

The Knight Bus drove and stopped all the way, but the speed was still astonishingly fast. It took less than an hour to make a detour from Wiltshire in the south of England to the head of Hogsmeade Village in the Northland.

Just when the door of the bus was opened, Neville ran out crookedly from inside, and then he held onto a big tree by the side of the road weakly.

"vomit--"

I don't know what he ate for breakfast today, but as he vomited with his head down, a puddle of mysterious yellow-white filth suddenly appeared on the ground.

It's also no wonder that Hogsmeade village is located on the snow line of the mountains all year round. These dirty things are extremely conspicuous in the white snow, and even because the temperature is too low, there is a lingering white mist. It looked like a steaming scene.

Draco, who came out behind Neville, immediately covered his mouth and nose when he saw it. Obviously, the wonder of the snow field caused his own stomach to churn for a while.

Recently, a large number of wizards came to Hogsmeade Village, and everyone passing by at this moment avoided them one after another when they saw this. Most of the people were hiding from Neville, but there were also a small number of thoughtful guys, and even Draco, who got out of the car after him, became the target of their avoidance.

"Are you worried that I will throw up too?" Draco glanced at them coldly, then ignored Longbottom, turned his head and strode towards the village.

Originally, he was in a pretty good mood seeing Longbottom's misfortune all the way in the car, but now he didn't have the mood to take pleasure in others' misfortunes at all.

Speaking of which, this Hogsmeade village is the only village in the UK that is purely composed of wizards, which is quite famous in the entire British wizarding community, and even the global wizarding community. Because if a wizard from outside wants to find a place to stay, apart from the Leaky Cauldron in Diagon Alley, the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade Village is the most popular.

The reason why the Leaky Cauldron is so popular is that there has always been the shadow of the British Ministry of Magic behind the bar. The all-round beauty boss——Ms. Rosmerta.

Of course, there may be some wizards who are familiar with the secrets of the history of the wizarding world, and they will visit here because of the founder of Hogsmeade Village. Because the location of the Three Broomsticks seems to be the old address of Hengis, the founder of Hogsmeade, in the distant past.

As far as Draco knew, when his father Lucius came to Hogwarts on business, he usually chose to stay at the Three Broomsticks. This bar has always been known for its cleanliness and class. It is a famous bar and hotel where a pure-blood family would not mind sitting.

However, as soon as Draco walked to the door of the Three Broomsticks, he knew that his good idea was completely wiped out. Not for anything else, just looking at the overcrowded appearance in the bar, he knew that, let alone opening a guest room, even finding a chair on the ground floor of the bar has become impossible.

Even Draco couldn't help frowning when he thought that he might not be able to find a place to live in the whole of Hogsmeade. To be honest, although he could go directly to the school dormitory to live in, the place he didn't want to go right now was undoubtedly Hogwarts.

Before going out, Voldemort gave him a task that was not considered a task, saying that he had to show up at Dumbledore's funeral. Even if he didn't know what Voldemort's real intentions were, he didn't think it would be a good thing.

"Are you really going?"

Draco held the suitcase full of luggage and looked around.

This main road in Hogsmeade village was crowded with people at the moment, but he felt an indescribable sense of loneliness, as if no matter how big the wizarding world was, it was impossible to find someone who belonged to him. Where he was Draco Malfoy.

Even though Draco has a slight tendency to grow up now, he is still a big boy after all.

At his age, when his mind is sensitive, and he has encountered a series of changes in his family, it is inevitable that there will be a little wavering from the heart at certain times.

Probably because he stayed in the same place for too long, many of the crowd around him would glance at him a few times, as if they were a little strange to see a young man standing in a daze by the side of the street.

These sights made Draco finally come back to his senses, he raised his left hand to stroke the neatly combed golden hair, and exhaled lightly.

Perhaps in the end he still had to go to Hogwarts to observe the ceremony, for the safety of his family, but also for his own safety. But at least for now, he didn't want to go so early.

After regaining his mood, Draco took another step forward, walking towards the other side of the village with his head held high.

He is Draco Malfoy, sole heir to the Malfoy family. This identity brought him pride, but with it came more responsibilities and obligations.

Although he is not yet the head of the family, since he is walking outside, his every word and deed will represent the surname Malfoy. Even if there is a faint tendency to be weak now, no matter how down-and-out you are, you should maintain the most basic nobility and self-confidence.

This is the family education he, Draco Malfoy, received since he was a child.

What Draco was going to now was the old pub on the other side of Hogsmeade - the Pig's Head.

He had seen it from a distance during Hogsmeade's open day before, but it was dirty, old and unsightly, and it was really not worthy of his status as Mr. Malfoy. But anyway, he has to find a place to live with a roof, right?

Under certain circumstances, noble pure-blood wizards are not incapable of giving in.

Not long after, Draco frowned, and reluctantly pushed open the wooden door of the Pig's Head Bar. After he walked in sideways, he couldn't help shaking his hands lightly, as if he touched something dirty.

"Waiter, I want to rent a room!"

"Wait there!"

As I said before, there are as many people in Hogsmeade recently as there are goblins in the wizard's backyard. You can see a large number of people everywhere. Even the Pig's Head Bar, which has a very bad environment, is still full of people.

But at least, the number of guests here seems to be much less than that of the Three Broomsticks.

Draco came to the bar with the intention of giving it a try, passed the customers who were crowded in front, and shouted into the bar. Although he couldn't see the scene in the bar, he soon heard the response from inside.

"How did I hear... isn't the waiter at this pig's head bar an old man? He is both the waiter here and the boss here..." Draco wondered, "Why is it a female voice?"

After some of the customers who came to order drinks at the bar returned to the outer tables, Draco was able to get a glimpse of what was inside the bar.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it, but this look made his eyes widen immediately, and his face was full of surprise.

"Miss Witte?"

"Hey! Isn't this young master Malfoy? Why are you free to come here today?"

At this moment, the person standing at the bar with his hips crossed was none other than the graduate of Hufflepuff College, the famous beautiful wizard at Hogwarts in previous years, Charlotte Witt.

Since being taken out of the family by Maca, she has stayed at Hogwarts as a full-time professor's assistant. Unexpectedly, during this Christmas holiday, he actually ran to this broken bar to work as a waiter!

"Miss Werther... are you working part-time here?" Draco asked strangely.

Speaking of which, Charlotte might be just a beautiful girl among ordinary little wizards, but a child from a big family like Draco knew something inside.

Before entering Hogwarts, his father had told him many times that some classmates must be friends with them. If they really cultivated a good friendship, then for their Malfoy family, it would be a little more profound.

It's just that those ancient families inherited from ancient wizards are not so easy to contact. Don't look at this Charlotte who is careless and out of tune on weekdays, but I haven't seen her have a very deep relationship with any classmate! This is true for both men and women.

"That's right! Part-time job... You have to earn some living expenses!"

Charlotte still loves to laugh so much, and she speaks very casually. But even so, it did not detract from her charming temperament as a big beauty, which is really amazing.

"What, Malfoy, do you want a room?" She looked at Draco and pointed upstairs, and asked very naturally.

"Oh, yes... I need a room," Draco nodded with his chin lifted, returning to his old arrogance, "You know, money is not an issue."

Although he didn't say it clearly, the meaning he wanted to express was very clear. Even if the rooms in this bar are already full of people, more Galleons are needed to break out one room. His Malfoy family is so proud!

However, under the hesitant eyes of the guests around, Charlotte at the bar smiled subtly.

Yes, the pig's head pub was also booked out long ago, and all the wizards present knew about it. It's a pity that this is the news that Charlotte released on purpose.

In fact, as another site of the Order of the Phoenix, this place has long since rejected all reservations of guests under Maca's order. Especially the boss, Aberforth, has recently joined the operations of the Order of the Phoenix, and Charlotte who stays here is just a role to hide.

As long as this place is still full of ordinary wizards, the risk of exposure can be greatly reduced. This is a major retreat for Hogwarts, so how can Maca treat it carelessly?

But Draco didn't know all of this.

"How many Galleons do you plan to pay? I can ask the guests upstairs for you..." Charlotte glanced at Draco with a smile, and there was a faint gleam of the name "Zaike" in his eyes, "If If someone is willing to give up the room, it is not impossible for you to live in it."