Chapter 1291 ? He Dares to Open a Tavern with Such a Poor Capacity for Drinking

Out of Hogwarts Elementary School.

Allen touched his bare chin. He also considered Mrs. Arabella Figg of the Order of the Phoenix, who was also a Squib. But since Zi'an provided Lockhart with his two Squib sisters, Mrs. Figg can be temporarily eliminated from the first batch of candidates for the experiment.

Allen felt that after all, Mrs. Figg was not too young compared to Lotha's sisters, so he still decided to choose younger ones who could provide Luna with more faith—not to mention being close to Gryffindor. Dumbledore, Lockhart is at least a Ravenclaw.

"Alan, I noticed that you don't seem to be used to drinking sars? Let's find a tavern and drink something warmer?" Penello wanted to stay alone with Alan for a while, and she still had something to say, I don't want to let him go to accompany the crazy girl with a big belly.

Allen saw through the other party's thoughts, but he was willing to accept it—after all, it was too early to go back and his mother would inevitably blame him for not going to school but for being lazy and fishing.

Because of the cold weather, the fireplace in the main store of the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade Village is crackling and burning, looking warm and smoky. Wizards who come to the floating city for shopping and tourism are more willing to go to the new stores in the commercial district. Take a seat at this famous pub that's been talked about by students.

Ms. Rosmerta, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face, immediately put down the things in their hands when they saw Alan, and came over to entertain.

"You haven't been here for a while, Principal Harris." Mrs. Rosmerta saw Penello with her arms folded, and gave up her original plan to hug Allen, "Miss Crivatt is also more beautiful Yes, I still remember that you came to me with Ellen who just came here before you graduated... You were so cute at that time... Now you can drink real wine in a blink of an eye... What do you want to have today? "

"But no real wine today... just two glasses of butterbeer, with a little ginger." Allen originally wanted to order something else, but seeing a tourist paying tribute to him in the distance, he nodded to the other party Finally, I noticed that the other party was drinking a large cup of frothy hot butter beer, and I was a little greedy.

Penello didn't pay much attention to what to drink. She took Allen and sat down by the window, where the sunlight could shine in and bring some brightness and warmth.

Mrs. Rosmerta was a little happy that Alan and the others could have these relatively "regular customers" in her tavern. After answering the other party's order, she twisted and walked towards the bar, thinking of the ginger juice that Alan asked for, She narrowed her eyes slightly to hide the contempt for the scumbag rising in her heart.

Penello cast a spell on the side of his seat with his fingerless stick, so that the voice inside could not be heard, and Allen looked at her inexplicably.

"Alan, I heard Emily say something about Pansy Parkinson yesterday...I guess you want to do something to that young mysterious man?" Penello asked cautiously.

Allen was stunned. He looked at the female Auror and looked at those memories and instantly understood that Emily would disclose such a thing to Penello. It was obviously intentional. The purpose of the sister was not to let him take risks .

"Don't worry, Emily doesn't worry too much, the powerful version is not my opponent, this young version, as long as Pansy confirms the position for a few minutes." Allen waved his hand to stop Penello's words, "I'll go It's not an adventure, although you should be able to defeat the young man version of this mysterious person theoretically...but I won't let you take the risk."

Seeing Alan's veto, Penello reached out and held Alan's hand again after hearing the words: "But Alan, isn't this just a chance to exercise? I took the umbrella and they didn't learn from you to go alone. Maybe this Tom The Killing Curse doesn't work for me anymore, this is an opportunity to practice...and let me help you a little bit, recently I feel that I can help you less and less...I did you a bad favor a while ago ...Maybe Miss Know-it-all feels the same way..."

Faced with Penello's remarks, Allen was a little embarrassed, and he felt that it was true. Although Penello and the others began to read the Nesser scroll with the help of Luna, their research in the Department of Mysteries, And Luna's progress in divine power has indeed widened the gap between the two of them and others.

"Principal, I made some sausage rolls and fried eggs. It's too cold to eat fried pork skin, so I didn't bring them to you..." Ms. Rosmerta, who came to deliver the food, eased the atmosphere.

The crispness of several freshly baked snacks greatly increased the appetite. Allen forked a piece of boiled egg wrapped in seasoned ham, coriander, green onions and spices, and then threw it into the frying pan. ——Today's fire is very good, as evidenced by the egg yolk that is still flowing.

But then a breeze brushed Alan's hair, and the door of the Three Broomsticks opened again.

Mrs. Rosmerta turned her back with an apology, with a slight smile on her face. She inadvertently stretched out her hand to loosen her collar because it was too warm in the bar, revealing her fair and slender neck and some career lines—although the actual The temperature in the store should be a little colder when the door is open.

Sirius had just walked into the Three Broomsticks in a gust of snowflakes. He was wearing a thick cloak of the Ministry of Magic uniform, and he was carrying a few paper bags bought from different shops in his hands, and there was still some heat and fragrance coming out of them.

The female boss used a more charming voice than when facing Allen: "Sirius, are you free to come to me today?"

Sirius tossed the bag full of food aside on the table, and the lady boss was helping him take off his coat and patting the snow on it.

"Recently, the wizards from outside the floating city have brought a lot of delicious food. I'm tired of shopping and come here to find a place to eat and have a drink." Apparently, because of the position of Alan and the others by the window, Sirius has not yet notice them.

"If you are alone today, how about I come to drink with you?" At this time, the female boss didn't think much about Sirius' take-away food.

After hearing the words, Sirius reckoned that it would be better than drinking alone, he asked happily: "It sounds good, I heard from colleagues that you drink well?"

Mrs. Rosmerta smiled a little shyly, and said coyly: "Don't listen to their nonsense, I'm easy to get drunk after a drink and don't know anything..."

Hearing this, Alan and Penello looked at each other silently and smiled knowingly. They knew that the female boss was actually a good drinker, and they had never been drunk when drinking with Fudge, and although Mrs. Rosmerta was very Good at taking advantage of the fact that she looks very iconic, but obviously her attitude towards Sirius is not fake.

"How dare you open a tavern with such a poor capacity for alcohol?" Sirius looked surprised, and then seemed to feel that it was a bit hurtful to say so, he said carelessly, "Sorry, I don't feel happy drinking with people with poor capacity for alcohol...give me Just a glass of beer, I'll find a seat by myself..."

This remark was obviously beyond everyone's expectations, including Mrs. Rosmerta. She froze in place and didn't know how to answer the words. She just moved her mouth but didn't make any sound.

Sirius also didn't realize that this was the result of his own remarks about a straight man of steel, but as a member of the Order of the Phoenix, he was keenly aware of what was wrong with the female boss. Looking at her lips and neckline, he suddenly realized: "Sorry, I Just close the door...it's so cold and I don't know how to wear more..."

Sirius conveniently threw the coat that had just finished shooting snow on Mrs. Rosmerta, and kept warm for the female boss who he thought was too little to wear, with what he thought was in line with the behavior of a British gentleman.

Allen and Penello saw this interaction scene in their eyes, and looked at each other in surprise-there was a reason why Sirius hadn't paid attention to emotional issues for so long after he regained his reputation.

Ms. Rosmerta is undoubtedly a very attractive, middle-aged witch who is popular with all ages, but this lazy real enthusiasm is now thrown on ice and snow.

Penello doesn't really like this female boss who also likes to use this routine with Allen, but now she can't help feeling that Rosmerta's charm is applied to dogs... The female Auror narrowed her eyes again ——The Animagus of Sirius is indeed a big black dog.