Chapter 686 Do You Have a Dog?

Alan saw through Hermione's careful thought of wanting to separate himself from Ms. Rosmerta with some amusement, and he put his hand on his pocket—he just touched a bag of Galleons, but then thought of him and Hermione Min is not new to each other, and it is a good thing not to be so clear with Hermione at this time, at least it can invisibly aggravate the other party's feeling of being needed.

So Alan's hand on the waist bag turned into rubbing Hermione's hair again, and he turned back into his seat.

"Oh, cute little girl, don't worry, I'm in my forties." Ms. Rosmerta also felt a little annoyed, because Alan's recent name made her forget the age of the other party, but looking at the two in front of her The other little witches in Hogwarts, Hermione, who was jealous of herself, couldn't help but look even happier, "I'm going to make you some food to feed you little cuties, Cheryl, come and talk to me." talk to the lady."

Rosmerta chuckled, winked at Hermione, who was too blushing to respond, and turned to leave.

"Would you like to drink something to warm up your body? The rain was really heavy just now. How about butter beer? I noticed that you and several other Gryffindor companions seem to like it the most." Although the figure is somewhat Fat, but sweet-looking woman in her thirties with honey-colored hair enthusiastically walked over and recommended it to Hermione.

Hermione glanced at the fellow Gryffindors who were still poking their heads outside the shop and dared not come in... She nodded amusedly and did not refuse.

The female clerk Cheryl swiftly brought a glass of butter beer and put it in front of Hermione, and the two had a general discussion on the issue of ordering alcohol. Hermione was already familiar with this kind of affairs in the umbrella company, but this time she He didn't lower the other party's price too much - after all, it was just a few barrels of wine a day, so there was no need to be too stingy in such a trivial matter and lose Harris' face.

Cheryl and Hermione finished talking about the business, and then asked Hermione with some hesitation: "Miss Granger, I actually have a question for you. You have won the Medal of Merlin Third Class, and I also heard that the Ministry of Magic will I will award you a second-level one, and I have heard from other young wizards at Hogwarts that they all speak highly of you, and you have excellent homework. As a Muggle-born, how can you have such achievements today? ?” Realizing that what she said could easily lead to misunderstanding, the female clerk hurriedly explained to the little witch who had just given herself a big deal, “Ah, I’m sorry, Miss Granger, please forgive my recklessness, I don’t discriminate against Muggles The meaning of being a wizard, I mean, how do you manage to take care of so many homework, and still have time to do so many other things? I was in Slytherin back then, and I thought I was working hard Yes, but the results are not very good..."

Hermione frowned, she knew Cheryl didn't mean it, she was just curious, but from her words, she revealed the kind of disdain for Muggle-born wizards, as if pure blood should be better than Muggle-born little wizards The idea of ​​being better is taken for granted, and it seems strange that Muggle-born people have achieved high achievements-this kind of implicit discrimination is actually ubiquitous in the wizarding world.

So Hermione thought about it, and decided to answer for the Muggle-born wizards: "Muggle-born wizards generally have better logical thinking, which allows us to arrange learning tasks in a more orderly manner."

"Logical thinking?" Sherrill stroked her hair and seemed a little puzzled. As a pure-blood, she was not familiar with this word when she was studying at Hogwarts and had never taken a Muggle studies class.

Hermione put her hand on the cabinet at the bar: "It's hard to explain to you, let me demonstrate to you."

"Do you have a dog?" Hermione asked, straightening up.

"Keep a dog."

"So it shows you love animals."

"That's right." The saleswoman nodded.

"Since you love animals, you must love your children very much." Hermione glanced at the other party's fat figure, and continued to deduce.

"Of course." Sherrill replied without hesitation, "In fact, I have just given birth for about half a year.

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"So if you have children, you must have a husband. He may not be in good health recently? But it shouldn't be a big problem, but you should love him very much?"

"Yes, I have a very handsome husband, but he was unfortunately infected with dragon pox before. Fortunately, he is very young and recovered well without leaving too many scars." Cheryl nodded quite proudly, and then He was surprised again: "How do you know this?"

"You can still keep pets and you still have time to think about these idle issues, which means that your family life is quite happy. If it weren't for your husband's problems, you probably wouldn't have come out and ran to the third party soon after giving birth. Work as a clerk in a broom." Hermione raised her eyebrows and smiled smugly, "Now the last point, if you have children and a husband, it means you're not gay, right?"

"That's right!" The female clerk couldn't help admiring, "It's amazing, you actually got all my information right."

"This is logical thinking. We Muggle students use it to arrange study time and integrate similar knowledge points to help us remember." Hermione slightly raised her legs and drank the butterbeer in the glass. Jumping off the chair, he walked briskly to Allen's dining table.

After the meal, Luna took Helena, who could only watch them eat, to Hogsmeade Village, and Hermione directly kicked Allen out of the three broomsticks and asked him to get some Seafood then went to the black lake to call out the giant squid, and she followed Ms. Rosmerta to receive the goods.

Seeing Allen and his team scattered, Ron and his party rushed in from the door and walked to the bar.

Ron knocked on the bar, attracting the attention of the female clerk Cheryl, Ron raised his chin in the direction Hermione had just left, and asked, "Did Granger just tell you something? Why do you have this expression?"

"Oh, she just taught me what logical thinking is." Sherrill said with admiration, and then turned to the new customers, "What do you want to drink? Huh? Today is not the weekend, and neither am I. Seeing a professor, did you sneak out? Be careful not to get points deducted when you go back..."

"Logical thinking?" Although Ron had heard Hermione say this, he was a little confused as a pure-blood.

"Ahem, okay, let me show you." The female clerk coughed twice, she became a little interested, imitating Hermione just now, put her hand on the bar, and asked Ron, " Do you have a dog?"

Ron didn't know why, and replied honestly: "No."

The female clerk didn't expect him to say such an answer. She was stunned for a while and recalled Hermione's conversation just now. Then, under the surprised gazes of the Gryffindor five, she pointed her finger fiercely at Robinson. Well, he blurted out as if he had discovered some great secret: "This means that you are gay!"