Chapter 461: The Hog's Head? You May Have Missed a Zero (1/2)

Chapter 461 Pig's Head Bar? You may have missed a zero.

The tattered wooden sign was hung on a rusty bracket, with a chopped boar's head painted on it.

A cold wind blew, the sign creaked, and the three people were also messy in the wind.

"Is this the place they chose?" Xilin asked in doubt, "I bet that no students would come here normally."

"Maybe that's why they decided to hold a meeting here!" Aaron smiled far-fetchedly, then pushed open the door and walked in.

"Eh!" Draco showed a disgusted expression as soon as he came in, "How long has this floor not been cleaned?"

"I don't know." Xilin looked at the thick layer of dirt on the ground, her face was not very good, "It's probably at least decades.

Not only the floor has not been cleaned, the windows are the same.

The light can't get in at all, and the most important thing is the smell here... I don't like the smell of sheep."

"You should be mentally prepared." Aaron didn't care much and found a relatively clean seat to sit down.

He participated in the dwarf expedition, and the environment at that time was dozens of times worse than here.

There were only a few guests in the small, dark and dirty room. They wrapped themselves very tightly and their faces were almost invisible.

The owner of the bar came out from the back door. He was a tall and thin old man with long gray hair and beard, and a pair of blue eyes.

The moment Aaron saw this person, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and he was speechless.

He was sure that this was the first time he had seen this person, but he was also sure that the bar owner was a master, and might even be a great mage.

However, after taking a look at his appearance, Aaron was not so surprised.

This old man was estimated to be more than a hundred years old. With excellent talent and a hundred years of accumulation, it seemed natural for him to reach the level of a great mage.

And if he just opened a pub... he probably wanted to live a secluded life, so there was no need to worry.

"What would you like to drink?"

"What's here?" Aaron asked with a smile.

"Butterbeer, fire whiskey."

"Then..."

"Senior." Xilin hurriedly called him, "I personally think that the hygiene of this place..."

"If you don't want to drink, you can go out." The boss said slowly, "Other guests are not as picky as you."

"Fire whiskey." Aaron placed the order directly, and then took out three cups from Abe's pocket, "They each have a cup of butterbeer, don't mind if I use my own cup!"

The boss looked at the three empty cups, and his eyes twitched.

But he didn't say anything, picked up the cup and walked behind the bar.

"I really doubt whether the drinks here are expired." Draco said unhappily.

"No." Aaron said firmly, "Look at those guests, aren't they drinking with relish?"

"Ten Sickles."

The boss put three drinks on the bar, the middle one was emitting red flames, and wisps of white smoke continued to emerge from the mouth of the cup.

Aaron took out a gold galleon from Abe's pocket and threw it on the bar.

"No need to look for it, three more friends will come later.

Please prepare three more butterbeers, they will be here soon."

The boss put the galleons into the wooden cash box, and the drawer opened automatically and swallowed the coins.

"Do you need a straw?" The boss asked, "It is generally not recommended for students to drink this kind of wine."

"No need." Aaron ignored the flames on it, picked up the cup and drank it.

The bar owner raised his eyebrows, while Draco and Celine looked surprised.

"Isn't it hot?" Celine asked worriedly.

"It's OK, but don't imitate me." Aaron said indifferently, and then pushed two cups of butter beer in front of the two people.

At this time, the door of the bar opened again, and Harry and the other two walked in.

They looked at the environment in the room and couldn't help but gasp.

"Humph!" Draco snorted coldly, "You really know how to choose a place."

"It's a little remote, but it's safer." Hermione said with a complicated expression.

"I'm afraid you haven't been to this place yourself!"

Hermione was speechless for a moment. This was indeed her first time in this bar.

"Okay, the location is not important." Aaron waved his hand and said, "I ordered a cup of butter beer for the three of you. There are no other drinks here, so just make do with it!"

"Then why..." Ron looked at the fire whiskey in Aaron's hand with excitement, "Can I try this?"

"Sure!

The price is three times that of butter beer, about one-third of a galleon, you pay for it yourself."

Ron's face fell immediately, he didn't have that much money on him.

"Haha!" Draco laughed very unkindly, "That's a bit unreasonable. Weasley is famous for being poor."

"I'll pay." Harry stood up and said.

"No, we can't drink this kind of wine yet." Hermione said with a bad face, and then looked at Aaron helplessly, "You are the prefect at least, you should set an example!"

Aaron smiled but said nothing. He had a huge wine cellar at home. If he didn't have those things during the cram school, he might not be able to survive.

"You don't have to worry about this." Xilin looked at Hermione and said meaningfully: "We Slytherins are different from you Gryffindors."

She bit the latter half of the sentence very hard, making a very clear distinction between Slytherins and Gryffindors.

Only then did Hermione look at the fourth-year Slytherin. The two girls looked at each other, and there seemed to be a trace of arc in their eyes. The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became weird.

Harry and Ron didn't dare to breathe. Draco looked at the confrontation between the two with interest. As for Aaron, he secretly thought it was boring and didn't care.

Clang!

Three dusty bottles were placed on the table.

The bar owner glanced at Aaron, and then his eyes stayed on Harry's scar for a few seconds, "Your butter beer."

"It's a bummer." Draco curled his lips.

Harry and Ron also complained that the boss had no tact. This scene was quite rare.

Hermione and Celine seemed to react, restrained their momentum, picked up their glasses and clinked them tacitly.

"It's almost time!" Aaron asked.

"I told them the exact time when I notified them." Hermione looked at the watch anxiously, "But there are usually no students here, so they may be a few minutes late."

"If no one comes, it would be great." Draco said very bluntly, "The more people there are, the more pressure he has, right?

I didn't agree with him teaching you three, not to mention calling a group of people."

"Not really." Aaron waved his hand awkwardly, "It's just three or five. Besides, isn't there anyone coming now? It's just a false alarm."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the bar opened.

Two long shadows were cast on the ground by the sunlight, and then the third and fourth appeared...

The first to come in were George, Fred, and Lee Jordan, followed by the other three members of the Gryffindor team, then Neville, Dean, Lavender, Ginny, Luna, Qiu Zhang, the Creevey brothers, and the four prefects of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, in addition to some students whose names Aaron couldn't remember.

"Three or five, huh?" Aaron's mouth twitched slightly, and then he glared at Hermione fiercely, "You may have missed a zero!"

"This, this shows that Umbridge is really disappointing." Hermione said far-fetchedly.

"Too bullying!" Celine said angrily, "This is not what we agreed on."

"You did it on purpose, right?" Draco also said coldly, "There are people from all grades, are you sure you are not embarrassing people?"

"This is really not the case." Harry didn't know how to explain, "We didn't expect so many people to come."

"Yes! It's enough to make up a class." Ron nodded.

"The bar owner probably didn't expect it." Xilin said, and saw the owner staring at this scene in amazement. His bar had never had so many people come.

"Boss, please serve us..." Fred paused, carefully counted the number of people and continued: "Twenty-five bottles of butter beer."

The bar owner nodded and put the dusty bottles of butter beer on the bar.

"Thank you!" Fred distributed the beer, "Everyone, please pay a little. I don't have so much money to buy beer."

"No need." Aaron said hurriedly, and then took out four gold galleons from Abe's pocket, "Consider it my treat."

Fred didn't refuse, he knew Aaron didn't need this little money.

"Everyone sit down first." Hermione said, "We'll have a meeting after a break."

More than 20 students found their seats and sat down, tasting the first glass of wine in the morning.

Huh!

Aaron took a deep breath, "Is it too late for me to leave now?"

"You can't leave." Hermione hurriedly grabbed Aaron's arm, "This is when we need you the most."

"Trust Harry, he can do it." Aaron said seriously, "He is the boy who survived a disaster, and he is definitely more than enough to teach these people."

Harry:......

"Let go of your hands." Celine looked at Hermione with a bad look, "You were the ones who lied to the senior first."

"When I suggested adding Crabbe and Goyle, Aaron was very reluctant, but I didn't expect you... You are so shameless."

Harry and Ron both lowered their heads in embarrassment. If they were mocked by Malfoy like this at ordinary times, they would have to fight back, but now they are really ashamed.

Aaron tried to break free from Hermione's hands, but she just held on tightly and refused to let go.

"Why didn't I realize you were so thick-skinned before?" Aaron said unhappily, "I have my own things to do, I really can't teach so many people."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Hermione was guilty but very firm, "They all came here because they believe in you."

Aaron laughed in his heart. If it weren't for the education he received since childhood, he would have started to curse at this time.

He didn't know anything yet, and he got into such a big pit without knowing what was going on.

"Can you help us again this time?" Hermione asked in a low voice.

"I didn't say I wouldn't help you. In fact, I finally convinced myself to come here, and even raised the standard to five.

But you doubled it five times for me." Aaron said with tears in his eyes, "I'm not prepared at all, I won't play with you like this."

"I'll be your assistant." Harry interrupted, "It won't be that difficult if we add up."

Hearing this, Aaron fell into a brief tangle.

"Let me be fair, Potter." Draco said disdainfully, "It's not that I look down on you, but can you teach me?"

"That's why I said assistant." Harry said impatiently.

"Nothing to hesitate about?" Hermione immediately struck while the iron was hot, "This matter is not as difficult as you think."

"Not difficult? Do you believe it yourself?" Draco said sarcastically.

"Actually... it's not impossible."

"You..." Draco wanted to say something, but was glared back by Aaron.

As for Xilin, she drank her butter beer silently. The seniors agreed, and she just needed to support it.

A few minutes later, more than 20 people sat together in a corner of the bar.

Opposite them was Aaron, who was a little desperate, two arrogant Slytherins, and three embarrassed and restrained Gryffindors.

"Uh, hi!" Hermione greeted, "Everyone knows why we are here. We need a teacher, a competent teacher, a teacher with real experience in dark magic defense."

"Why?" Michael Corner asked.

"No reason?" Aaron said immediately, "If you don't want to learn, you can leave now.

To be honest, no one wants you to leave more than me."

"Uh... I don't mean that. I'm just curious about why you gathered us here."

"Because the mysterious man is back, idiot." Ron said angrily.

After the voice fell, everyone's reactions were different, some were panic, some were nervous, some were suspicious, and some were disdainful.

"Is there any evidence to prove that the mysterious man is back?" asked a yellow-haired Hufflepuff.

"Dumbledore said so." Hermione said.

"Dumbledore said so because Potter said so. The question is where is the evidence?"

Some people turned their eyes to Harry, hoping that he could give an explanation.

"I won't tell you." Harry stood up. "If you want to hear this, please go back!"

"I think there is no evidence!" Draco sneered, and then looked at the others, "If you want to know Mr. Potter's lies, you will be disappointed."

"In fact, he didn't lie." Aaron suddenly said, "Voldemort is indeed back."

Everyone's attention was instantly attracted. Harry's face flashed with joy, and he felt that he was finally no longer fighting alone, while Draco was embarrassed and his face turned blue and purple.

"Are you serious?" The yellow-haired Hufflepuff looked at Aaron suspiciously, "But if it is true, why have you testified for Potter for more than a month?"

"Is it useful to testify?" Aaron asked back, "You don't believe the words of the savior, and you don't believe the words of the greatest white devil of this century. Do I expect you to believe a Slytherin?

Don't be funny, although I don't care, being called a liar by the Daily Prophet will still affect my mood."