Hogwarts Negative points for Slytherin

“Ron, slow down a little, you and Harry need to be in sync! You went too fast and we look stupid now you know?”

In the wide cloak, Evan quietly commanded his”left leg and right leg.”

That’s right, they are now using the secret skill of the wizard world: the secret skill of fusion!

“I said, is this really not going to be discovered? I feel like people around me look at me like a fool.”Ron complained softly. Due to his body shape, if you look carefully, you can see that the right side of their cloaked man is slightly larger than the left.

“What was found? Whoever has nothing to do stares at a cloaked man for a long time, don’t worry, just leave and it’s over. The target is, um… the Pig’s Head Bar!”

“Harry, move to the right, you and Ron are going to collide!”

The three of them walked into the Pig Head Bar with difficulty. In just a few minutes, the three of them felt that it was longer than a century.

Fortunately, they successfully completed the journey in the end.

In the noisy bar, Evan shouted:” A butterbeer, please!”

Evan”sat” down on the seat with great reluctance – Harry and Ron had to squat and huddle in their cloaks so that when Evan sat down, his”legs” would not be too big. High and revealing.

Ron revealed the truth to Harry in a low voice:”I think Evan just wants to play for himself, and his method is really terrible.”

Harry nodded with deep understanding.

The bar owner took a large glass of butterbeer and threw it roughly to Evan’s table.

Evan looked at him carefully for a while:”Do you have anything to do with Principal Dumbledore? ?”

“No!”Aberforth replied stiffly.

“Really not?”

“If you mention this again, get out of here.”

Well, under the eaves, Evan chose to bow his head very conscientiously.

“Gudong, Gudong. He raised his head and drank most of the butterbeer in one breath.

“What does it smell like, Evan?”Ron said enviously in his cloak.

“What else could it taste like? It just tastes like ordinary beer. The butter smells very fragrant and it tastes almost nothing when you drink it.”

“But I’ve never even drank regular beer. Harry, have you tried it?”

Of course Harry has never drunk it. In the Dursley family, it is not up to him to decide what he wants to eat.

“So, what do you mean?”Evan asked his two”legs”. It seemed that they had a lot of opinions about their enjoyment.

“What I want to say is that you are looking at Hogsmeade in novelty and enjoying Butterbeer, but it is us who are walking hard under the cloak. Don’t you think this is a bit unfair?”

Ron revealed his true intention:”And……”

“Stop, stop. Okay, I know what you want to say.”Evan sighed and drank the remaining half of the beer in the glass.

“Come on, let’s go out and find a secluded place”

“Hey, Ron! Be careful, I almost fell off my chair just now!” five minutes later

“Want a butterbeer!”

Aberforth looked at the strange man with the same cloak hanging down to his feet, the same fat and awkward body, but this time Ron made up the head, and fell into deep thought.

But the customer is God, and the business that comes to your door, what? There was a reason not to do it.

There was another full glass of butterbeer. Ron couldn’t wait to take it, took a sip, and then quickly put it down – he choked.

“Harry, Evan is right, this stuff doesn’t taste very good.”

“Maybe you’re right, Ron. Harry replied in a low voice in his cloak,”But now I’m the only one who hasn’t tasted butterbeer.” So no matter what you say, I’m going to order a drink and try it later.”

“Well, whatever you want.”Ron slowly drank the beer to the bottom, and then staggered out.

The reason why he staggered was because Ron’s body shape was a little ahead of his development. With the strength of Evan and Harry, it was a bit difficult to support him. Difficult.

For the third time, the strange cloaked man visited the Hog’s Head Bar again – this time it was Harry, with a band-aid on his forehead to cover the lightning mark.

Needless to say, it was Evan’s idea

“I said. Aberforth finally couldn’t help it anymore,”What on earth do you three brats want to do?””

“What three brats, I’m just an ordinary third year student at Hogwarts. I’ll have a butterbeer, please.”Of course this situation has been discussed in advance,” Harry replied calmly.

“cut!”Aberforth snorted disdainfully, but he didn’t bother to care about Dumbledore’s students. Not long after, a glass of frothy Butterbeer was placed in front of Harry. So, on his journey to Hogsmeade , the trio successfully reached a consensus, that is: Butterbeer does not taste good.