Chapter 757 Goldigan Tea

On the weekend, there was a strong wind blowing outside Hogwarts Castle, and heavy snow wrapped in goose feathers beat on the windows.

Despite the bad weather, it was the first weekend this term that they were allowed to go to Hogsmeade, so the Hogwarts wizards got up early to prepare for the trip.

On the long table of Ravenclaw students, Allen put down his tableware and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin: "Luna, don't you want to go to Hogsmeade?"

"No, it's too cold outside, and Helena and I participated in the choir, there are activities today~" Luna's light silver eyes looked at the Gryffindor table not far behind Allen, and she stood up suddenly. Standing up, he hopped over to Neville and Fleger who got up and wanted to leave, and patted Neville on the shoulder, "Neville, lend me your toad for a day."

"For some reason, she often behaves like a child." Hermione also put down the fork in her hand, and looked at the three of them who were about to return to the Gryffindor common room to pick up Neville's pet.

"Maybe it's because she's a child now." Allen shrugged. "According to Muggle research, you know that human behavior is influenced by endocrine..."

Hermione still couldn't understand Luna's thoughts: "I still can't believe that someone like her would actually want to join some choir...and bring Helena with her."

"Among the young wizards participating in the choir, Ravenclaw has the largest number among the four houses. This is Ravenclaw..." Allen leaned back on the chair, "Also, this time it should be Hai Lina took Luna to the past, and when she practiced the horror calls of female ghosts during the summer vacation, she inspired her singing addiction, and the soprano voice is very suitable for her."

After breakfast, the noisy castle quickly returned to silence. With Mrs. Norris II as a helper, Filch, who was standing by the oak gate and hugged the cat, was checking the names of the students and the students detected by the detector. The time has been greatly shortened.

"That mystery seeker looks quite painful when it's poked on your body." Hermione saw some little wizards grinning at the slender and long secret seeker in Filch's hand. "The umbrella needs to be improved."

"Don't talk about work on weekends..." Allen took Hermione's hand and walked towards the door, "But don't worry, I suspect Filch did it on purpose..."

Hermione looked at the clasped hands, and now she felt that it was a good thing that those Ravenclaws had their own weird hobbies—Hermione selectively ignored those who appeared in Ellen after they left the castle. The Auror guards around him began to approach Hogsmeade village.

On the way the wizards walked to Hogsmeade village, students could be seen everywhere bending their backs against the wind. After leaving the castle, their exposed parts were soon stinging and painful. Except for the small heirs of a few rich pure-blood families, the magic robes customized by Allen on the students who took the ancient magic class just came in handy, protected by the constant temperature spell, and the wind and snow had a great impact on them. It's more like a kind of fun-of course, even if the hood is on the exposed face, it will inevitably be a little chilly.

Not long after the Auror guards who were the rear of the palace also started to move, Ron's loud voice came complaining again from a distance behind them: "It's been so long, you've been carrying ancient magic textbooks everywhere, Harry just missed Sleeping with it, you've all become Grangers lately..."

"I want to electrify Malfoy and send him back in the next practical class." Harry was a little helpless. Improving and Perfecting Charms is a lot more difficult to learn.

"We don't have as much free time as you, Ron. You have to know that the homework pressure of other courses is not small. He also has to practice silent spells and organize Quidditch training..." Ginny gave Ron a white look, "and he has to Make up for drowsiness! Although it has been refined by Allen, we have to use our spare time to work overtime and study."

"Even if I go, I won't reach the point where I'm hugging and sleeping!" Ron retorted unconvincedly, widening his eyes with dark circles and red bloodshot eyes: "Last night,

I lay in bed talking to Harry about the two Bludgers and my batter's bat, but Harry just read the book, and I told him Oliver Wood was finally at Puddlemere United. The fact that the team has changed from a substitute to a main force can't make him turn his eyes back to me..."

Ron's tone of voice and a few misleading key words reminded Ginny of the little stories in the witch magazines she had read, but after she knew that her brother was just an idiot, she would not be like that this time. Being so wary last year, she just couldn't help but start giggling.

Harry looked at his red-haired roommate with a face full of embarrassment: "Ron... you have to let it go through your mind next time you speak..."

Ron didn't notice the problem. The cold outside made him wrap his robes: "I really envy you who have such a magic robe with a constant temperature. In Madam Malkin's robe store, this kind of magic robe is applied. The asking price is very expensive...I should have known...I should also take the ancient magic class...There are so many gifts to get."

"Hi, Felius," said a bell-like voice ahead of them. Professor Slughorn, wearing a thick and gorgeous fur coat, was walking alone in the snow, with his hands in the big pockets of the coat, "I also want to have a drink with you in the three broomsticks .”

Professor Flitwick, the head of Ravenclaw College who met him head-on, replied in a shrill voice: "Horace, I'm sorry, I can't do it today. I actually forgot about the choir training. Fortunately, Alan reminded me just now... "

Professor Flitwick, who didn't sit still for long, shook his cloak, and strode forward in the snow quickly and strenuously with his calves.

In the falling snowflakes, Harry heard the greetings from the new Potions and Charms professors, and remembered Dumbledore's instructions to him. He suggested to his girlfriend and best friend with the same surname: "My God It's cold, let's go to the Three Broomsticks and have a cup of butterbeer first..."

There are not a few little wizards who have such thoughts in this kind of weather. Allen and Hermione have entered the Three Broomsticks bar at this time, and the warm breath blows over them. They found a corner booth and sat down. , and the three Aurors are also very sensible to spread out in the bar to guard secretly instead of sticking around their guard objects as light bulbs.

"Professor Harris, I'm so glad to see you again." Ms. Rosmerta, who is still charming, dismissed Cheryl, the waitress who she thought was a little out of shape recently, and asked her to greet other similar students. The guests, she herself walked towards Alan and the others enthusiastically, and then nodded affectionately to Hermione, "Honey, what do you want to drink?"

"A glass of butterbeer, some ginger ale, and some lemon meringue, thank you." After speaking, Hermione's attention was attracted by the huge TV on the wall of the tavern.

"Good morning, Ms. Rosmerta, do you have Goldigan tea? I like the smell of it a little bit recently." Allen took off the hood on his head and stroked his hair so that they became meticulous again. It's a bit cold, try to bring him something strong, such as Flame Whiskey, when delivering wine to Black Lake."

"Well... Although it's not on the menu, I think I can brew some for you." Ms. Rosmerta was a little surprised by Alan's choice. You must know that Goldigan tea is a drink made from the plant Goldigan, The taste is very bad. It has a beet juice-like lavender color, and its taste seems to be squeezed into juice from Bibi multi-flavored beans-but as the big patron of the tavern, Ms. Rosmerta is very happy to meet this little strange request, after all Gordi root is somewhat similar to onions with a strong smell when used as a spice, and there are still many in the kitchen of the Three Broomsticks.

"Allen, when did you start liking to drink this thing? Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood made it for me last time, and it tasted worse than Millicent Burst's Polyjuice Potion... "Speaking, Hermione swallowed down the discomfort caused by the memory together with her saliva.

"... I also made Xenophilius for me... I think you can get used to the taste after you drink it too many times, the host of "Toots Sprouts and Roots Show" Three Green Thumbs Tilden Toots talked about its benefits on TV." Allen pointed to the wizard TV with his chin, and then remembered the guards who had been scattered just now, "By the way, the three Aurors who gave it to me A full breakfast for the guards...well, two for the bearded man."

"Since the wizard TV was installed, the business of the tavern has improved day by day. Even wizards who have a TV at home like to come here to watch with others when there is a live broadcast of Quidditch." Ms. Rosmerta clicked the menu a few times , twisting her curvaceous figure, "I will deliver the breakfast. After the mysterious man comes back, our UK can be so peaceful thanks to these Aurors."

But Hermione didn't seem to hear it at this moment. She tapped her fingers on the table and watched the wizarding TV intently. The program was broadcasting the continuous disappearance of Muggles from other countries.

"Many people who come here to drink believe that these must be done by Death Eaters, but I say, as long as Minister Harris is here, there is nothing to worry about." Mrs. Rosmerta blinked at Allen, "Doesn't their crime abroad mean they've been pushed out of the UK?"

At this time Harry and the others walked into the Three Broomsticks.

"Harry, this way!" Seamus Finnigan waved repeatedly when he saw his roommate come in.

Seamus had always been close to Dean Thomas in their dormitory, but Dean didn't register for the ancient magic class this year, so Seamo's intimacy with him dropped a bit and changed to Harry and his party who had an alliance in the practical class. The relationship between people is better.

Dean was not the best student. He closed his eyes and used his wand to scramble on the timetable when he was taking third-year courses. Hedgehog turned into a pincushion, couldn't resist Moody's Imperius Curse, and hopped around the classroom three times singing the national anthem. He successfully defeated Boggart in the third grade, although His boggart is just a crawling hand - unlike Neville and Flegal, his spellcasting talent isn't too bad, but he prefers to spend his energy on football and little witches and Gryffindor Draw some posters of this sort of thing above.

Unable to withstand Seamus's enthusiasm, Ginny had to sit down at his long table. Ginny immediately got up and asked, "What do you want to drink? I'll go to the bar and order quickly."

"Butterbeer," said Ron, grinning.

"Me too." Harry also freed his head from the hood, but looked diagonally across, and saw Pansy Parkinson appearing not far from him with a tray and a pile of snacks and drinks on it At the same place, the other party obviously also noticed Harry's gaze, she just gave him a cold look, then walked towards the long table of Draco and his party and ignored him.

"Harry, let's go together, you have to serve me a drink, Ron, don't come here, I saw Cheryl standing behind the bar." Ginny tugged at Harry, making her boyfriend come back to focus again Put it back on yourself, and then the two walked towards the bar.

On the seat, Ron, who was staying behind, took off his thick coat with great difficulty at this moment, sat beside Seamus and stared at the other's robe, "Your robes are really convenient, I have to save them up." I also bought myself a set of thermostats for my pocket money, my mother would not spend money on it for us..."

"Your father has made a lot of money in the past few years. I heard that the flying car he transformed is about to go on the market..." Seamus said dryly to Ron, and then realized that the other party's attention was not on him, " Hmm? Ron, what are you staring at? Mrs. O... Rosmerta... She is really beautiful except for her age..."

"No, I'm not watching..." Ron said hurriedly and looked away from the bar counter—since the conflict with the waitress Cheryl here at the end of last semester was mediated and appeased by the charming lady boss, He already had a good impression of Ms. Rosmerta, and every time he came to the Three Broomsticks, he couldn't help but secretly stare at her to attract her attention.

The chatter not far away caused the embarrassment of saving Ron: "I have an old buddy who skis on Clarkeby Mountain. We have a Norwegian-style bobsled made by ourselves..."

Seamus and Ron followed the reputation, and saw Professor Slughorn boasting to his current colleagues with his voice like a bell.

Ron turned his head, his eyes froze through the gap in the banister.

In the booth in the more private corner in the distance, sitting in the same row of seats, Hermione and Allen clasped hands. The professor of ancient magic was lowering his head and approaching his female student's ear, whispering something, calling Hermione Made Hermione giggle very uncomfortably.

The two sat quite close to each other, with their knees touching, leaning against each other quite intimately. Hermione was looking down at the crossed hands raised on the table, her eyes were much softer than usual as the Gryffindor prefect.

This scene made Ron unable to look away from himself, and couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

"Ron, Ron." Seamus bumped Ron with his elbow, and Ron tilted his head as if he was on fire, and Seamus laughed, "They're just holding hands...you should Look over there, there is kissing the little mouth..."

Seamus smirked and pointed to a hidden corner behind a clothes hanger next to the bar counter. Ron's eyes widened, and Ginny and Harry, who had promised to serve drinks, actually hid there and kissed.

Ron took a few heavy breaths, pursed his lips angrily, "I have to go."

"What's the matter?" Seamus asked, "You're not serious, are you?"

"That's my sister and best friend!" Ron leaned forward, glancing angrily in Harry and Ginny's direction.

"Of course it's your sister and best friend! But isn't it better? I mean if I were you, shouldn't Harry be the best choice for Ginny over anyone else?" West Mo shrugged indifferently, "It's time for you to find a girlfriend yourself. I heard from Dean's new girlfriend that Lavender Brown seems to have a crush on you. If Harry and Ginny see you kissing What about Lavender? Do you want them to go away too?"