Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 159 Birthday Banquet
Today's Three Broomsticks is much more lively than ever.

Ms. Rosmerta, the proprietress, put up the closed sign early, and decorated her bar together with other residents in the village.

Also closed early was the Pig's Head Bar opened by Aberforth Dumbledore. He also came to the Three Broomsticks with his collection of Flame Whiskey and some food.

"Humph!"

As soon as Aberforth entered the bar, he saw his annoying brother. He ignored Albus Dumbledore, walked through the crowd to the bar, and handed over the wine and food to Ms. Rosmerta .

Dumbledore, who wanted to say hello to his younger brother, raised his hand only to see the other party turning his head and ignoring his actions. Dumbledore could only put his hand down again embarrassingly, his blue eyes lowered slightly, and flashed After a trace of gloom, he quickly covered it up with a smile.

"Aberforth still won't forgive you?"

Flitwick, who was sitting opposite him, saw the whole process, and he, who knew more about the grievances between the two brothers, shook his head with emotion.

"It's been such a long time, and you are already two old men, what else is there to ignore?"

"Maybe it will be possible after I close my eyes forever...Although Aberforth often said that even if I die, he will not forgive me..."

Dumbledore shook his head with a wry smile, and then took the initiative to change the subject.

"Okay, let's not talk about these unhappy things, Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts next semester, do you have any recommendations, Felius?"

"Don't think of my friend! You bad old man!"

Professor Flitwick warned sharply.

Dumbledore didn't give up, and continued to persuade: "If it's just a school year, there is still no problem."

"Impossible! You should die!"

Professor Flitwick was unmoved, shaking his head rapidly.

"And even if I introduce it to you, they won't come. In the entire wizarding world of England, anyone who is willing to come to Hogwarts to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts is either a person with high skills and courage, or a fool."

He said decisively.

"Stupid...?" Dumbledore stroking his beard and muttering in a low voice, "Then I have a good candidate. If I really can't find anyone, I can only let him try. It's only a year... It should be fine, just fine..."

His voice gradually decreased, and Flitwick didn't hear what was behind.

"Hey, I don't know which unlucky guy is being targeted by you bad old man..."

But Flitwick didn't care, he took a sip of butter beer, shook his head and sighed, he wasn't interested in reminding that unknown hapless guy, as long as he wasn't his friend anyway.

While the two of them were chatting all over the place, professors from Hogwarts and residents from Hogsmeade came to the Three Broomsticks one after another.

When the sky was getting dark, the bar was already full of people. Everyone gathered in groups, greeted each other and chatted, and helped decorate the bar.

Even when the Three Broomsticks business was at its best, it was not as lively as it is now.

"Oh!"

As the door of the bar was knocked open, a small figure rushed in from the outside. It was today's little birthday star Fish.

"Oh ho ho ho ho ho, our little hero has arrived today."

While Dumbledore was speaking, all eyes in the bar fell on Fish.

However, Fish didn't have time to pay attention to this. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Dumbledore surrounded by many people. His tall stature, snow-white hair and long beard were still very recognizable.

"Bad old man! Where's my dragon egg?!" (●ΦДΦ●)
Fish came up in front of Dumbledore from the crowd and asked loudly.

"Fisch! What did you promise me today?!"

Professor McGonagall, who was a step behind, just walked into the bar when he heard Fish calling Dumbledore's nickname, so he reminded loudly.

"Meow!"

Fish, who heard Professor McGonagall's voice, shrank his neck, and then changed his words a little unaccustomed: "Albus, you said you would give me dragon eggs, meow!"

He stretched out his hands, dangling in front of Dumbledore. ( ΦωΦ)
"Of course I brought the dragon egg." Dumbledore happily touched Fish's head, and quickly withdrew his hand before he opened his mouth to bite himself, "I have given it to Ms. Rosmerta , asked her to help make today's birthday cake, and specially prepared a small fried egg for you."

"Big... Aunt Rosmerta! The cake is ready, meow?!"

Fish immediately dropped the bad old man and changed his target, but this time he remembered to call his name, which made Ms. Rosmerta heave a sigh of relief.

So she smiled and replied, "It's already done. Thanks to you, I have the opportunity to use dragon eggs to make food."

"Is there a fire dragon cake? This time I really made a lot of money."

"Praise Fisch!"

"It's too extravagant, it's really too extravagant! Fish, well done!"

When the others heard Fisch and the others' conversation, they all laughed and echoed.

The only one who felt sad about this was Hagrid. He looked at Dumbledore with a troubled face, and covered his chest with a pair of big hands, heartbroken and speechless.

Now that the lord has arrived, the birthday party will naturally begin. The waiters at the two bars and the elf Comey will deliver the prepared food and drinks to everyone, and Ms. Rosmerta will personally push them from the back kitchen. A huge cake came out.

When Fish saw the cake, he immediately jumped onto the chair, stretched his neck, and kept wagging his nose.

The smell of the fire dragon cake is not much different from that of ordinary cakes, but there is a little more of a faint sulfur smell in it, and this kind of sulfur smell has also been smelled on Noble's body.

Ms. Rosmerta pushed the cake in front of Fish, and he immediately wanted to reach out to grab it, and then Professor McGonagall slapped his little paw down with a slap.

"What's the rush! Haven't blown out the candles yet."

After being reminded by Professor McGonagall, Fisher remembered that there was a set of boring "rituals" before eating the birthday cake.

So while Fisch was waiting anxiously, everyone sang the birthday song to him in unison, and then he blew out the candles on the cake, and he had to wait for Professor McGonagall to cut the big cake into countless small pieces before he could eat it He served his long-awaited dragon cake.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..." (●Φ~Φ●)
Fish held the largest piece of cake with his hands, ate it with big mouthfuls, and spread the cream all over his face.

After a while, a large piece of cake disappeared into Fisher's mouth.

Professor McGonagall took out a handkerchief, wiped Fish's face covered with cream, and asked angrily, "How is it? Are dragon eggs delicious?"

"It's not very tasty, Fish is at a loss meow." ω

Fisher told the truth, with a very annoyed expression on his face, if he knew it earlier, he would have asked the bad old man to change the reward.

Compared with ordinary cakes, the fire dragon cake has a spicy taste, but it is different from the taste of chili, there is no extra fragrance, only a pure burning sensation.

The same is true for the small portion of fried dragon eggs specially prepared for Fish. Compared with ordinary fried eggs, it also has a more spicy taste, and there is no difference in other things.

"You little prodigal."

Professor McGonagall tugged at the cat ears on Fish's head, dumbfounded.

"Fish is not a prodigal son!" (●ΦДΦ●)
Shaking his head to avoid Professor McGonagall's hand, Fish protested loudly, then he shook his ears and asked curiously, "Minerva, what is a prodigal?"

Professor McGonagall: "..."

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The lively birthday party lasted until late at night. Except for the dragon cake and dragon omelette, which disappointed Fish, the other foods satisfied him very much.

At this moment, the door of the bar was kicked open, and then several wizards who had hidden their appearance walked in from outside.

"Didn't you say the bar is closed?! What are you guys doing?!"

As soon as the people came in, they shouted loudly. They were all tourists who came to Hogsmeade from outside, and they were also dark wizards who came to the Pig's Head Pub to conduct secret transactions and have a drink by the way.

As a result, they rushed to the Pig's Head Bar, only to find that it was closed. Although the Three Broomsticks at the other end also had a closed sign, it was very noisy inside.

It was just like this, and the few of them would not have much opinion. However, the key point is that when the male waiter at the Pig's Head Bar went back to get the drink, he was recognized by one of them.

So the more they thought about it, the more angry they got together, and came angrily to ask for trouble.

Just when the leader wanted to continue yelling according to the plan, so that Ms. Rosmerta could do their business, and see if he could get some extra money, a younger brother behind him suddenly reached out and covered his chest mouth.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!"

The leading black wizard struggled angrily, but was restrained by the other younger brothers.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," one of the boys nodded flatteringly and said, "My friend drank too much, and I'm sorry to bother you. Let's go, let's go!"

After finishing speaking, several people worked together to drag their boss out desperately.

And the leader also came back to his senses, he stopped struggling, and then carefully looked at the people in the bar...

It's not a big deal, isn't it Albus Dumbledore, the strongest white wizard who is famous in the wizarding world, Severus Snape, who is famous in Knockturn Alley, and Phillip, the former dueling champion? Us Flitwick and a series of other big names he basically only saw in newspapers and magazines...

Then, the dark wizard's scrutiny eyes finally fell on Fish who was surrounded by a group of big figures.

Judging from the lights and festoons in the bar, this group of people should be celebrating the birthday of this little boy with cat ears...

Take a closer look, that little boy is not so cute.

That's all, he doesn't remember the faults of villains, let's forget about today's matter...

He didn't give up!It's just because of Fisher's face, I don't want to argue with this group of people!

The black wizard held his head up stubbornly, let his younger brothers drag him out of the three brooms with weakness all over his body.

"Minerva, what are they here for? Why did they leave without giving Fish a gift?" ω

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