Chapter 686 Do You Have a Dog? (Sincere Thanks to the Leader, the Stupid Old Man)

Alan saw through Hermione's little intention to separate himself from Ms. Rosmerta with some amusement. He put his hand on his waist bag - he had just touched a bag of gold galleons, but then he thought of him and Hermione. It's not like they just met Min. It's a good thing not to have such clear calculations with Hermione at this time. At least it can invisibly increase the other person's feeling of being needed.

So Allen's hand on his belt bag turned to rubbing Hermione's hair, and then he sat back down.

"Oh, cute little girl, don't worry, I'm already in my forties." Ms. Rosmerta also felt a little annoyed, because Allen's recent reputation made her somewhat forget her age, but looking at the people in front of her and Hermione, who was jealous of herself like the other little witches in Hogwarts, couldn't help but look even happier, "I'm going to make you some food to feed you little cuties, Sherrill, come and talk to this Let’s talk to the lady.”

Rosmerta chuckled, winked at Hermione who was blushing and had no time to respond, and turned to leave.

"Would you like something to drink to warm yourself up? It rained really hard just now. How about butterbeer? I noticed before that you and several other Gryffindor companions seem to like it the most." Although this man is a little tall, A fat but sweet-looking female clerk in her thirties with honey-colored hair came over enthusiastically and recommended it to Hermione.

Hermione glanced at her Gryffindor companions who were still peeping outside the store and not daring to come in... and nodded in amusement without refusing.

The female clerk Cheryl quickly made a glass of butterbeer and placed it in front of Hermione. The two of them had a rough discussion on the issue of ordering alcohol. Hermione was already familiar with this kind of thing in the Umbrella Company, but this time she There was no need to lower the other party's price too much - after all, it was just a few barrels of wine per day. There was no need to be too stingy in such a small matter and lose Harris' dignity.

Sherrill and Hermione finished talking about the business, and then asked Hermione hesitantly: "Miss Granger, I actually have a question for you. You have won the Order of Merlin, Level 3. I also heard that the Ministry of Magic recently I will award you a level two, and I heard that the other young wizards at Hogwarts all speak very highly of you and are excellent in all subjects. As a Muggle, how could you achieve such an achievement today? ?" Realizing that her statement could easily cause misunderstanding, the female clerk quickly explained to the little witch who had just given her a big business, "Ah, I'm sorry, Miss Granger, please forgive my rashness, I do not discriminate against Muggles. By being a wizard, I mean, how do you have time to do so many other things while taking care of so many subjects? I was in Slytherin, and I thought I worked very hard. , but the results are still not very good..."

Hermione frowned, she knew that Sherrill didn't mean it, he was just curious, but her words revealed the disdain for Muggles, as if pure blood should be better than Muggle-born wizards. The concept of being better is taken for granted. It seems that it is a strange thing for Muggle-born people to achieve 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 organized manner."

"Logical thinking?" Cheryl smoothed her hair and looked a little puzzled. As a pure-blood, she had never taken a Muggle studies class when she was studying at Hogwarts. She was not familiar with this term.

Hermione put her hands on the counter of the bar: "It's hard to explain to you, let me demonstrate it to you."

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

"Get a dog."

"So that means you love animals."

"That's right." The female clerk nodded.

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

"Of course." Sherrill replied without hesitation, "In fact, I just gave birth to my child almost half a year ago."

"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 was young and recovered well without leaving many scars." Sherrill nodded proudly, and then Then he asked in surprise: "How do you know this?"

"You can still keep pets and you still have time to think about these leisurely issues, which shows that your family life is quite happy. If it hadn't been for your husband's problem, I guess you wouldn't have gone out and ran around soon after giving birth to the child. Working as a clerk in a broom." Hermione raised her eyebrows and smiled smugly, "Now, last but not least, if you have children and a husband, that means you're not gay, right?"

"That's so right!" The female clerk couldn't help but exclaimed, "It's amazing, you actually gave all my information correctly."

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

After the meal, Luna took Helena, who could only watch them eat, to visit Hogsmeade village, while Hermione kicked Alan 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's team disperse, Ron and his group rushed in from the door and walked to the bar.

Ron knocked on the bar and read a book www. uukanｓhuｕ.net attracted the attention of the female clerk Sherrill. Ron raised his chin in the direction where Hermione had just left, and then asked: "Did Granger just say something to you? Why are you like this?" expression?"

"Oh, she just taught me what logical thinking is." Sherrill said with a look of admiration, and then faced the new customers, "What do you want to drink? Huh? Today is not the weekend, and I don't have it either. Did you sneak out when you saw a professor? Be careful not to lose points when you go back..."

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

"Ahem, okay, let me show you a demonstration." The female clerk coughed twice, and she became more interested. Following Hermione's behavior just now, she put her hands on the bar and asked Ron, " Do you have a dog?”

Ron didn't know why, so he answered honestly: "No."

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