Chapter 592 Late Night Tavern (Modified, Sincere Thanks to Silver Alliance Leader Ai Ai)

Allen fell into a warm embrace, and the other party's enthusiasm made him a little unable to resist. Allen's cheeks were burning, which made him feel as if he had gone to the Burrow... Then a strong smell hit his nose, making Allen Ren couldn't help but let out a "Ouch!", which also reminded him of Ravenclaw's words - Hufflepuff disliked Ravenclaw for bathing too frequently...

"Helga, if you strangle him a little longer, you won't have to check his wounds." Rowena Ravenclaw said angrily.

Helga Hufflepuff finally let go of Ellen, who didn't know whether it was because she was strangled too tightly or because she was a little dizzy or purple. She carefully looked at the wounds on Ellen's face: "Oh , don’t worry, she did a good job, you will get better soon, you can get any medicinal materials from me. Poor child, you must not have eaten recently, okay, let me think about it and make some for you. The swallowed food will heal soon - but you are more tidy than Ravenclaw? Remember not to bathe until the wound is healed, child."

"Helga, I'm hungry, get me something to eat first." Rowena Ravenclaw flicked the table with her fingers.

The hostess of the tavern did not care about Rowena's attitude, but gently suggested: "During the day, an apprentice brought me some rare large-mouthed colorful ball fish. They all looked pretty good and were better than ordinary colorful ball fish." The chin of the ball fish has a lot of meat, so I left one for you."

"It turns out that the big-mouthed fish on "The Quibbler" really exists..." Allen couldn't help but feel like he was in another world when he heard this familiar name. The ballfish is a small spherical fish with two long legs. It has webbed feet. It lives in deep lakes and feeds on water snails. Ballfish are not dangerous but will bite swimmers' feet and clothing. The mermaid regards the colorful ball fish as a scourge, and will tie its long legs into knots and let it drift along the water - and the large-mouthed colorful ball fish is one of the strange creatures that Luna believes exists, but most people do not agree. one.

At this time, a wizard apprentice in the kitchen brought some covered pumpkin-shaped utensils to the table on the right of Allen and the others, facing a man who was carrying a lute that looked like a pear cut in half. , the red-haired man with a vicissitudes of life said, "Your pudding has arrived."

Hearing the pudding, Allen was a little curious as to why Ravenclaw didn't order it, and she didn't seem to be even interested in taking a look at the pudding. You know, there was a time when Allen wondered if Luna only ate pudding...

So, Alan couldn't help but turned his head and took a look, and found that the lid of the pumpkin on it was opened, and the so-called pudding was just a mixture of fruit and oatmeal.

Noticing Allen's eyes, Ravenclaw followed Allen's gaze and looked over, and then pursed his lips in disdain, "It's a thing invented by the bald Muggles in the monastery. They call it pudding. You don’t need to eat this, Helga will prepare something better for you, but this Muggle bard has always been quite self-conscious and can sing pretty well.”

Allen was a little surprised by the identity of this Celtic busker, "So Muggles can also come in? Oh, there is no "International Confederation of Wizards Secrecy Law" yet... To be precise, the International Confederation of Wizards doesn't have one yet. , Ms. Hufflepuff really treats everyone equally, even if the other person is a Muggle - but this Muggle is not afraid of wizards in this ignorant era?"

Then, Allen looked up at the wooden board hanging on the wooden beam behind the bar. It was also the bar's menu, but there was only one soup on it, and there were only two types of alcohol, ale and wine, and they were limited to one person. You can only order three drinks - although he doesn't know the current price, Allen estimates that it is very cheap in this era based on Hufflepuff's style.

Allen couldn't help but stood up and looked around again, and found that the food on each table in the room was different. In fact, almost no one ordered thick broth according to the menu.

Helga Hufflepuff came over with a large tray. She noticed Alan's doubtful eyes and explained to him considerately: "The business hours are from the beginning of the curfew to the end of the curfew. People call my place " "Late Night Tavern", that's all on the menu, but you can order other dishes as you like. I'll try my best to cook what I can. This is my business policy. As you can see, there are actually quite a few customers."

Putting the food on the tray on the table one by one, Helga poured a glass of ale for Rowena Ravenclaw, and placed a bowl of thick broth in front of Allen, "Added a little more Herbs that can help heal wounds and have a certain soothing effect. I've mashed the meat with a fork in advance, so you can drink it easily without chewing it hard. Try it and see how it tastes?"

After saying that, Helga placed the last bowl of soup on the tray and the beautifully carved gold cup containing the wine on the table, and then sat on the chair herself.

Alan recognized that it was Hufflepuff's golden cup. Is this treasure with various magical powers just used by the other party to hold wine as in legend?

Hufflepuff wiped her hands with a handkerchief, took a sip of wine, then dug out a piece of stewed meat with a spoon and put it into her mouth. After swallowing it, she nodded with satisfaction: "In fact, the thick broth with herbs tastes better, but the cost is too expensive."

Looking at the other party, Allen also felt appetizing, and turned his attention from the golden cup to his own portion of broth.

"Rowner, how are you thinking? I contacted Salazar and asked him to bring Godric back and let us talk in detail. That aggressive guy commissioned the Goblin King Legnac I to create a weapon for him. He had a sword, but no one among the wizards was willing to duel with him. As a result, this guy went to duel with some tournament champion knight under Muggle King Æthelred II, and said he only knew how to use a sword. Knowing how to use magic is really worrying." Hufflepuff looked at Rowena Ravenclaw who had already attacked the big-mouthed ball fish and asked.

Of course, the reason why Hufflepuff sat next to Allen was not just to taste the rich broth with Allen, but to discuss things with Ravenclaw.

"Well...it's too troublesome to teach those idiots." Rowena Ravenclaw said vaguely, looking very reluctant and trying to shirk it.

"Pure-blood wizards like to keep their knowledge tightly and let it be passed down only within their own families. Moreover, under the current model where one wizard leads several apprentices, no one can learn systematically. It depends on the personal level of the instructor... Even those The origins of wizard families are all uneven, let alone those wizards with Muggle origin. If you are lucky, you can hope to become one of the few apprentices led by a wizard and learn some superficial knowledge from them. Once they After their identities were exposed to the Muggles, the Church would be endlessly chasing and persecuting these people who had little ability to protect themselves, not to mention the vast majority of Muggle children who showed magical riots. Many of them were directly killed by them. Kill their parents to prevent the church from visiting. Rowena, we can't be patronizing, we should help them stay away from the prying eyes of Muggles and the persecution of the church, so that wizards can have a place to stay and a place for advancement - —My tavern is too insignificant for this." Helga held the Ravenclaw's hand as he stopped eating.

Ravenclaw tried to take his hand out, "Let's wait until they come back. Let me eat first. This one is much more delicious than the ordinary freshwater colorful ball fish."

Allen was fascinated by this feeling of witnessing history. The words in the book became reality and played out around him. This kind of experience was really rare. "It turns out Ravenclaw was too happy..." This On the contrary, Allen discovered Luna's fear of trouble in the other party again.

Then, the Muggle bard came over from his seat, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net picked up his lute, played a short piece of music to adjust the sound, and then faced the people in the tavern. The person said: "I have been wandering around, and I am here to sing a song called "In Memory", a folk song from Ireland. Please enjoy it with everyone here."

The melodious sound of the piano sounded. He half-squinted his eyes and tilted his head, as if immersed in the beautiful memories, and sang the eulogy affectionately, "The white smoke you exhaled is slowly riding the wind at this moment, disappearing bit by bit." Among the floating clouds in the sky..."

"I treated his injuries back then, and he didn't seem to be very afraid of wizards, so I invited him to come to my tavern for dinner. I didn't charge him any money. As a reward, he played and sang a song in my tavern. Although at this time Not many, he only comes here two or three times a month." Helga applauded appreciatively for the Muggle bard who had just finished singing and said goodbye. It was not just her, but everyone in the tavern applauded. He applauded, and Hufflepuff said to Alan with a smile on his face, "No wizard cares about his Muggle status now. He is actually quite popular."

"Thank you for the hospitality." The Muggle opened the door of the tavern and disappeared into the night - although at this time he probably could only find a haystack to sleep in for the night.

But the atmosphere in the tavern was ignited. "That's great!" A witch said excitedly, raising her wine glass. It was comforting to enjoy the food in such a place where warmth flows.

Although on this hot summer night, Allen did not need the steaming bowl of thick broth to warm his body, but in such an environment, he could not help but relax, and drank the bowl of thick broth one bite after another. He drank all the broth, and his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. He took a long breath and put down the bowl. He felt comfortable all over, as if he was alive again.