NOVEL NEXT Moonlight Life at Hogwarts
Chapter 38 To Hogsmeade
Chapter 38 To Hogsmeade
It stands to reason that little wizards in the first and second grades cannot go to Hogsmeade, but with the leadership of Professor Flitwick, it is naturally different. On Saturday afternoon, Aiwen and Hermione followed Flitwick. Professor Li Wei passed the gate and headed towards Hogsmeade together.
Hogsmeade is a settlement of pure wizards near Hogwarts. When it comes to Hogsmeade, there are two famous buildings here, one is the Three Broomsticks bar, and the other is... Mrs. Puddife's teahouse is now, the former is a place for drinking, while the latter...of course it is a place for young couples to date.
Ivan peeled a piece of orange and put it in his mouth, it was sweet and delicious.
This was the first time the two had come here. Unlike Diagon Alley, the roofs of most of the houses in Hogsmeade were covered with thatch and hung with enchanted candles, which looked very interesting.
"Hey, my dear Rosmerta, good afternoon."
In the Three Broomsticks bar, Flitwick skillfully found a seat and sat down, and greeted the proprietress of the Three Broomsticks, Ms. Rosmerta, affectionately.
I have to say that although Ms. Rosmerta seems to be over forty years old, she still has charm, and she has a graceful figure. Cough ~ Ivan couldn't help but glanced back at the ordinary Hermione, who immediately raised her eyebrows. He bumped Ivan with his elbow, and his expression was not good.
"Good afternoon, Flitwick and the two young guests who met for the first time." Ms. Rosmerta greeted the three of them with a smile, and then placed a glass of mead on the table in front of Professor Flitwick, Poured another glass of cherry-flavored soda water for Ivan and Hermione, bent down and poked Ivan's forehead with a white finger, and said very gently, "Underage wizards are not allowed to drink alcohol."
Ai Wen took a breath, his eyes turned white.
hiss~
hateful!
Hermione looked down at herself, her face was terribly dark.
Then...she elbowed Ivan again.
Professor Flitwick on the side looked at the two people fighting, and couldn't help laughing. Ivan touched his heart, and began to look at Professor Flitwick with a very resentful look. Unexpectedly, he was also an old man. .
"Okay, okay, you two... It's hard to come out for a while, if you want to go out for a stroll, just go out for a stroll, just don't forget to come back and carry me back to school when I'm drunk."
Professor Flitwick, who came out of the school, didn't have the awareness of being a teacher at all. Ivan, who was in a very happy mood, pulled Hermione and ran out. This was the first time he came to a settlement of pure wizards.
Afterwards, the two went shopping in Hogsmeade. First, they went to the Honeydukes candy store, which was filled with almost all kinds of candies with different flavors, and even snot-smelling ones. Ivan deeply doubted whether this taste It can't be sold, he won't buy it anyway... But for the little wizard who came here for the first time, Mr. Ambrosius Froome, one of the owners of the Honeydukes Candy Shop, still gave Ai a generous gift. Needless to say, Wen's blood-scented lollipops cannot be sold.
Then there is Fengya Wizard Clothing Store, where Ivan is going to order a dress for his mother at Christmas. Ivan has spent a lot of brains on the gift for his mother, and Mrs. Tash is gentle and kind. , usually pampering him, of course you have to think about it, as for Mr. Tash and Butler Tariq... each of them has a quill, no more, and the next door to the Wenrenju quill shop welcomes him.
"Wait a minute, let's do two!" Ivan suddenly remembered a serious matter.
Another one for Hermione's mother.
Anyway, they are all mothers, what are you and me?
Ai Wen, who was standing in the clothing store, praised his wit.
"Forget it, three pieces!"
Ivan changed his words again, Professor McGonagall usually takes care of himself so much, and bought one for Professor McGonagall, well, I am such a good boy.
While Ivan was shopping for clothes, Hermione sneaked out of the store suddenly, and came back after a while, her face was very red, and she didn't know what happened.
"Is the silly girl sick?" The curious Aiwen wanted to touch Hermione's forehead, but Hermione opened it with a gossip palm, along with a white eye, the kind with 360 degrees without dead ends.
After buying the difficult gifts, the next thing is easy. Ivan and Hermione strolled slowly in Hogsmeade, picking out the remaining gifts. The rest of the gifts were given to classmates or A teacher who has an ordinary relationship but wants to give gifts, such as Snape...
Speaking of Snape...
Ivan plans to go back and ask Professor Flitwick if he has a photo of Lily. He vaguely remembers that this person seems to be very important to Snape, but why is it so important?
forget...
"Hey, Hermione, are you thirsty?" Ivan, who was shopping, suddenly saw a bright spot, and he saw a very suitable place for him and Hermione to eat.
"You say that...a little bit." Hermione nodded hesitantly.
"Walk around, I saw a nicely decorated shop just now, let's go in and have a rest." Ivan was afraid of Hermione's objection, so he hurriedly pulled Hermione towards the shop he had just fancy.
And the name of the shop is... Mrs. Puddife's Tea House. It is a small and cramped tea house. Everything in it is decorated with tacky lace, even the small round tables are...
"No, Ivan! No way!" Hermione screamed as soon as she walked to the door of the shop. At this time, her face was already red with a cloud of fire, and even her neck was flushed. pleading, "Can we come again next time, we are still too young..."
The passers-by parked on the side cast curious eyes.
"Okay, okay, come back next time." Aiwen, who was sitting on wax, hurriedly comforted Hermione, a stubborn girl, although he knew that if he insisted, Hermione would definitely follow him in, but how should I say, Ivan is not Such a person, next time he comes, he will come next time, and this time is not bad, as for the eyes of passers-by...
Want him to take care of it?
Have you eaten his rice?
"But I'm really tired..." Ai Wen looked at Hermione with eyes blinking like a child who hadn't eaten candy.
"Well... let's go there, yes, go there!" Hermione gritted her teeth, and casually pointed to a corner shop.
"Are you sure?" Ai Wen's face became weird, not because of anything else, but mainly because the place was too dirty. The two of them were forced to retreat by the smell of mutton as soon as they entered. Looking up, the Pig's Head Bar ... The pig's head is not enough, the pigsty is quite similar, Ai Wen secretly complained, and the two continued to walk forward for a certain distance, and got into another very ordinary-looking teahouse.
The shopkeeper with a friendly face poured a cup of strong tea for each of them, and then walked down with a smile. At this moment, Aiwen suddenly felt that someone was pulling his messenger bag.
I didn't expect that there were thieves among the wizards...
Aiwen's first reaction was to grab the messenger bag and look back.
however,
What caught my eye was a little girl who seemed to be only five or six years old, with brown hair, and a delicate and cute appearance, but the most eye-catching thing was her wine-red eyes...
……
……
(End of this chapter)
It stands to reason that little wizards in the first and second grades cannot go to Hogsmeade, but with the leadership of Professor Flitwick, it is naturally different. On Saturday afternoon, Aiwen and Hermione followed Flitwick. Professor Li Wei passed the gate and headed towards Hogsmeade together.
Hogsmeade is a settlement of pure wizards near Hogwarts. When it comes to Hogsmeade, there are two famous buildings here, one is the Three Broomsticks bar, and the other is... Mrs. Puddife's teahouse is now, the former is a place for drinking, while the latter...of course it is a place for young couples to date.
Ivan peeled a piece of orange and put it in his mouth, it was sweet and delicious.
This was the first time the two had come here. Unlike Diagon Alley, the roofs of most of the houses in Hogsmeade were covered with thatch and hung with enchanted candles, which looked very interesting.
"Hey, my dear Rosmerta, good afternoon."
In the Three Broomsticks bar, Flitwick skillfully found a seat and sat down, and greeted the proprietress of the Three Broomsticks, Ms. Rosmerta, affectionately.
I have to say that although Ms. Rosmerta seems to be over forty years old, she still has charm, and she has a graceful figure. Cough ~ Ivan couldn't help but glanced back at the ordinary Hermione, who immediately raised her eyebrows. He bumped Ivan with his elbow, and his expression was not good.
"Good afternoon, Flitwick and the two young guests who met for the first time." Ms. Rosmerta greeted the three of them with a smile, and then placed a glass of mead on the table in front of Professor Flitwick, Poured another glass of cherry-flavored soda water for Ivan and Hermione, bent down and poked Ivan's forehead with a white finger, and said very gently, "Underage wizards are not allowed to drink alcohol."
Ai Wen took a breath, his eyes turned white.
hiss~
hateful!
Hermione looked down at herself, her face was terribly dark.
Then...she elbowed Ivan again.
Professor Flitwick on the side looked at the two people fighting, and couldn't help laughing. Ivan touched his heart, and began to look at Professor Flitwick with a very resentful look. Unexpectedly, he was also an old man. .
"Okay, okay, you two... It's hard to come out for a while, if you want to go out for a stroll, just go out for a stroll, just don't forget to come back and carry me back to school when I'm drunk."
Professor Flitwick, who came out of the school, didn't have the awareness of being a teacher at all. Ivan, who was in a very happy mood, pulled Hermione and ran out. This was the first time he came to a settlement of pure wizards.
Afterwards, the two went shopping in Hogsmeade. First, they went to the Honeydukes candy store, which was filled with almost all kinds of candies with different flavors, and even snot-smelling ones. Ivan deeply doubted whether this taste It can't be sold, he won't buy it anyway... But for the little wizard who came here for the first time, Mr. Ambrosius Froome, one of the owners of the Honeydukes Candy Shop, still gave Ai a generous gift. Needless to say, Wen's blood-scented lollipops cannot be sold.
Then there is Fengya Wizard Clothing Store, where Ivan is going to order a dress for his mother at Christmas. Ivan has spent a lot of brains on the gift for his mother, and Mrs. Tash is gentle and kind. , usually pampering him, of course you have to think about it, as for Mr. Tash and Butler Tariq... each of them has a quill, no more, and the next door to the Wenrenju quill shop welcomes him.
"Wait a minute, let's do two!" Ivan suddenly remembered a serious matter.
Another one for Hermione's mother.
Anyway, they are all mothers, what are you and me?
Ai Wen, who was standing in the clothing store, praised his wit.
"Forget it, three pieces!"
Ivan changed his words again, Professor McGonagall usually takes care of himself so much, and bought one for Professor McGonagall, well, I am such a good boy.
While Ivan was shopping for clothes, Hermione sneaked out of the store suddenly, and came back after a while, her face was very red, and she didn't know what happened.
"Is the silly girl sick?" The curious Aiwen wanted to touch Hermione's forehead, but Hermione opened it with a gossip palm, along with a white eye, the kind with 360 degrees without dead ends.
After buying the difficult gifts, the next thing is easy. Ivan and Hermione strolled slowly in Hogsmeade, picking out the remaining gifts. The rest of the gifts were given to classmates or A teacher who has an ordinary relationship but wants to give gifts, such as Snape...
Speaking of Snape...
Ivan plans to go back and ask Professor Flitwick if he has a photo of Lily. He vaguely remembers that this person seems to be very important to Snape, but why is it so important?
forget...
"Hey, Hermione, are you thirsty?" Ivan, who was shopping, suddenly saw a bright spot, and he saw a very suitable place for him and Hermione to eat.
"You say that...a little bit." Hermione nodded hesitantly.
"Walk around, I saw a nicely decorated shop just now, let's go in and have a rest." Ivan was afraid of Hermione's objection, so he hurriedly pulled Hermione towards the shop he had just fancy.
And the name of the shop is... Mrs. Puddife's Tea House. It is a small and cramped tea house. Everything in it is decorated with tacky lace, even the small round tables are...
"No, Ivan! No way!" Hermione screamed as soon as she walked to the door of the shop. At this time, her face was already red with a cloud of fire, and even her neck was flushed. pleading, "Can we come again next time, we are still too young..."
The passers-by parked on the side cast curious eyes.
"Okay, okay, come back next time." Aiwen, who was sitting on wax, hurriedly comforted Hermione, a stubborn girl, although he knew that if he insisted, Hermione would definitely follow him in, but how should I say, Ivan is not Such a person, next time he comes, he will come next time, and this time is not bad, as for the eyes of passers-by...
Want him to take care of it?
Have you eaten his rice?
"But I'm really tired..." Ai Wen looked at Hermione with eyes blinking like a child who hadn't eaten candy.
"Well... let's go there, yes, go there!" Hermione gritted her teeth, and casually pointed to a corner shop.
"Are you sure?" Ai Wen's face became weird, not because of anything else, but mainly because the place was too dirty. The two of them were forced to retreat by the smell of mutton as soon as they entered. Looking up, the Pig's Head Bar ... The pig's head is not enough, the pigsty is quite similar, Ai Wen secretly complained, and the two continued to walk forward for a certain distance, and got into another very ordinary-looking teahouse.
The shopkeeper with a friendly face poured a cup of strong tea for each of them, and then walked down with a smile. At this moment, Aiwen suddenly felt that someone was pulling his messenger bag.
I didn't expect that there were thieves among the wizards...
Aiwen's first reaction was to grab the messenger bag and look back.
however,
What caught my eye was a little girl who seemed to be only five or six years old, with brown hair, and a delicate and cute appearance, but the most eye-catching thing was her wine-red eyes...
……
……
(End of this chapter)
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