Chapter 877 (1/2)
Albus Dumbledore!
The boss of the pig head bar, part-time Dumbledore's brother Why does this part-time job sound so weird? However, the fact is that, because of his sister's sake, aberforth is reluctant to have anything to do with Dumbledore. Even in the order of the Phoenix, Fanlin has never heard the name mentioned.
Maybe Sirius they don't understand It should be said that we don't know much about Dumbledore's past.
However, when he came to the pig's head bar, Ron seemed a little excited. Perhaps because of his two brothers, Ron knew more about some habits of pig's head bar than they did.
”Do you know?” Ron whispered, his eyes glowing at the bar. ”Here we can order anything we want. I bet that guy will sell us anything. He doesn't care. I've always wanted to try flame whisky... ”
”You You are A prefect, Ron Hermione said helplessly.
”Oh,” Ron's smile faded. ”Yes...”
This makes Ron a little bit depressed, obviously, if you want to taste the flame whiskey, if Hermione is present, you will have to wait until you are an adult.
However, I immediately thought that Hermione was only with van Lin for a long time, and he did not have much contact with Hermione
”Maybe we can go private...” Ron whispered to Harry.
”Don't think I didn't hear you, Ron!” Hermione eyebrows a pick, now Ron is more and more presumptuous, dare to challenge
”Fanlin, maybe you should take Hermione to the teahouse.” Ron murmured in a low voice. Hermione still had a lot of prestige. It was a long time ago.
”Well, actually, we did.” Van Lim took a sip of butter beer, and his eyes still fell on aberforth, who was talking to someone not far away.
To van Lim's surprise, he could not detect the magic of albus at all. This feeling was the same as that brought by Dumbledore, or
No wonder it was someone who was able to get involved in the fight between Dumbledore and Greenwood.
While thinking silently, Fanlin explored carefully with magic, but soon, Fanlin felt some familiar people, it seemed that his friends had arrived.
Fanlin sat slightly upright, which helps to maintain the image of a teacher. At least after that, he and Harry are responsible for teaching them. As for refusal, those who refuse will not come here.
”So, who do you say is going to meet us here?” Harry couldn't wait. He unscrewed the rusty lid of the Butterbeer and took a big sip.
”Just a few people,” Hermione repeated, looking at her watch and anxiously looking out the door. ”I asked them to come here about this time. I think they all know each other - Oh, look, that's probably them.”
The door of the bar opened, and a cloud of dusty sunlight split the room in two, then disappeared a few seconds later, blocked by a group of people who came in. The most advanced are Neville, Thomas and Colin, followed by Angelina and aliya and (Harry's stomach is pounding) Qiu and a girl who has been chirping with her, and then (she looks like she happened to come in a dream.)
Then there's Colin's brother, then Wiki and Winnie, Luna and Susan born, Wal Mart and Wallace, Lunan, Jeffrey, Tom, and then there's a long braided huffpuff girl, three Ravenclaw boys, and the three boys Well, I don't have any impression.
Behind him was Ginny, a tall, blonde boy with a pointed nose, who Fanlin vaguely remembered as a member of the huffpuff Quidditch team, followed by Fred, George, and their friend Lee Jordan, all three of them holding large paper bags full of Joko's clothes.
”This is How many people? ” Harry said uncertainly to Hermione, ”how many people?”
”Yes, oh, the idea seems quite popular,” said Hermione happily. ”Ron, can you pull some more chairs?”
The barman was stunned. He was wiping a glass with a dirty, as if never washed cloth. He had never seen so many people in his bar.
”Well,” said Fred, who was the first to come to the bar, and quickly counted his companions, ”please give us 25 beers with butter, will you
The bartender looked at him for a moment, then, angrily throwing down his wipes, as if he had been interrupted by something important, he began to take the dirty buttered beer from under the counter.
”Cheers,” said Fred, sharing the beer, ”but by the way, folks, I don't have enough money to pay so much...”
Harry watched as the chatterers took the beer from Fred and fumbled for the coins in his robe. He can't imagine what so many people are doing here.
”It doesn't matter. I'll...” Fanlin said with some headache. He pressed Harry's hand. ”It's just our encouragement for the new students. But, Harry, aren't you happy? Autumn is here...”Said Fanling, and went up to Fred. Although he said it would bring some income to the pig's head bar, it didn't seem that aberforth liked it.
”I'm sorry, sir, but we can't find anywhere.” Fanlin put a gold Garon on the counter with a smile. Then albus looked at Van Lin strangely. Then he looked down in the counter to find out. Finally, he got enough change and raced it back to van Lin's hand.
”I don't think it's necessary, but to be on the safe side...” Van Lin bowed a little, and then in the center of the bar, suddenly, the noise around the sound disappeared.
”I hope it doesn't bother you.” Van Lin said respectfully, then turned around and stepped into the partitioned tavern.
Different from van Lin, Harry is a flustered one
”What did you tell them?” Said Harry in a low voice. Hermione's efficiency obviously exceeded Harry's expectation. Suddenly, a terrible thought appeared in his mind. They might be looking forward to a speech or something. Thinking of this, Harry felt that he was going to ”What do they expect?”
”I've told you they just want to hear what you're going to say,” Hermione said comfortingly.
But Harry still looked at her in disbelief, so she quickly added, ”you don't need to do anything. I'll speak first.”
”Hi, Harry,” Neville said, and sat down across from him, beaming. Harry tried to smile at him, but didn't speak. His mouth is very dry. Cho just smiles at him and sits on Ron's right.
Qiu's friend, with curly red hair, didn't smile. She looked at him suspiciously, which clearly indicated that if there was a way, she would not come here.
The newcomers sat in twos and threes around Harry, Ron and Fanling, and Hermione. Some looked quite excited, others were curious. Luna looked up at the sky like a dream. These people could not affect her.
When all the people found their seats, the discussion subsided and everyone looked at Harry.
”Well,” said Hermione, her voice a little higher than usual out of nervousness. ”So - OH - Hello everyone.” Everyone's attention turned to her again, though their eyes were still on Harry from time to time. ”So Well Well, you all know why you're here. Well So, Harry's idea - I mean (Harry gave her a sharp look), my idea - might be a good idea for those who want to learn defense against the dark arts - I mean, real learning, you know, it's not the garbage that Umbridge taught us ”(Hermione's voice suddenly became stronger and more confident) - because no one could Its defense against the Dark Arts... ”
”Well! That's right Thomas echoed that Hermione seemed inspired