Chapter 118 Dumbledore: Ah, I’m dead (Second update~)

Ron was dissatisfied and felt sorry for himself: "George and Fred have been drinking with you since the third grade."

"Such a big bottle!"

He opened his arms and made grand gestures.

"But they're not afraid of Percy." Harry nodded, "As long as you dare to talk back to Percy, that's fine."

Ron shrank his head and said nothing, his attitude said everything.

He is not as lawless as Fred and others.

There are gradually more and more young wizards in the bar, most of them are senior students, male and female.

After Harry and the others finished drinking, they went back to the castle.

Even Ron feels like staying here is a waste of time.

It's better to go back and read a book.

Today's Hogwarts is a day worth celebrating for the little wizards. They go shopping in Hogsmeade during the day and have a Halloween dinner in the evening.

It seems to be to make up for the shock to students caused by a series of incidents last year.

Dumbledore invited a ghost band this year and has been playing since before the dinner started, but for someone who only has syrup in his head, you can imagine the aesthetics.

Neville frowned, it reminded him of last year's Halloween.

Very unlucky.

Harry and the others didn't go there until dinner time.

As soon as she entered the auditorium, Hermione frowned and noticed the band performing happily in the corner of the auditorium: "Who invited this?"

She paused: "This kind of performance is a bit too futuristic."

"Who else could it be but Dumbledore?" Harry looked towards the teacher's chair. Dumbledore was smiling the most happily, and was even intoxicated in the music, waving his fingers lightly and beating the beat.

Hermione rubbed her temples painfully.

Ron muttered: "I actually think it sounds pretty good."

"Little Ronnie, you should clean your ears." Fred came over and happened to hear what he said. He sighed and said seriously, "You are so old, you need to have a normal sense of aesthetics."

Ron was very angry: "Why am I abnormal?"

"Normal people wouldn't think this band sounds good." George nodded and agreed.

Ron looked around and raised his hand to point at Sir Nicholas: "You see, he is very happy to hear it."

"He's a ghost." Fred said expressionlessly.

Ron poked his head again and pointed at the teacher's desk.

Before he could speak, George spread his hands: "That's Professor Dumbledore, you know..."

In the eyes of many people, Dumbledore has always been a bit crazy.

Ron pursed his lips, falling into self-doubt.

"Harry, I have something big to tell you!" Fred pulled Harry and sat on the long table, "Guess what we met in Hogsmeade?"

The face is joyful and the expression is excited.

Harry guessed: "Did you meet a big client?"

George shook his head: "Guess again."

"Have you contacted a channel provider with stable shipments?" Harry made another guess.

Fred still shook his head: "No, no."

Harry broke the pot and said: "Meeting Veela without clothes dancing at the Three Broomsticks? If that's true, then it's a pity that we left too early."

Hermione's face turned red, and she hammered Harry's back with her small fist. The snakeskin armor bounced back, making her grit her teeth.

"This sounds great." Fred's eyes flickered, looking forward to it, "But it's too bad, Veela won't do these things."

"We met the same person we met last time!" George said directly to save Harry from saying anything shocking, "when you were in first grade."

Harry was stunned and recalled that when he first returned to Hogsmeade, he met an adult scum who wanted to rob the little wizard.

"He's still doing that kind of thing?" Harry was a little surprised. Aren't all the people there?

Fred shook his head: "Of course not, he is begging in Hogsmeade now, but he recognized us."

"While we were buying materials." George lowered his voice and continued in a very serious voice, "He went and called a helper to come over and wanted to take revenge on us."

"The situation is really dangerous!"

"We were almost robbed of all our money and materials by him."

"Guess what happened at this time?"

Harry still made a fuss: "A bunch of Veela with no clothes on..."

Fred interrupted: "No, Harry, you can't do this, Hermione is still here."

Hermione glared over.

"We wanted to do this too!" George slammed the table with excitement, "But it turned out that a black dog saved us."

"It suddenly jumped out from the corner and bit the man's hand."

"Take his wand away."

"It's really handsome."

Fred's eyes sparkled: "And he's very well-behaved. He only attacks bad people. He knows how to praise him when he does good things. He pulls our trousers and asks us to buy him food."

"Black dog?" Harry interrupted their fantasies about the black dog, "A big pure black dog?"

"Yes." George nodded, "We also wanted to keep it as a pet, but unfortunately it didn't agree and ran away with the food in its mouth."

Harry sighed: "What's wrong with you Weasleys?"

George and Fred were stunned.

Ron turned his head away unnaturally, picked up a lamb chop, and started to chew on it.

Harry took out the Marauder's Map from the Sorting Hat, put it on his lap, and tapped it gently: "I solemnly swear that I will do no evil."

The map expands.

Numerous names emerged.

But there is no word "Sirius Black", Lupine is nowhere to be found, there is no trace of him on the map, but the name of Peter Pettigrew is lying quietly in his office.

"What's wrong?" Fred asked curiously.

Harry shook his head: "I see that Professor Snape and Professor Lupin haven't arrived yet, and I'm a little curious if something happened."

Fred and George were immediately excited.

They lowered their heads and explored the map, but it soon became boring: "Professor Snape is not here, and Professor Lupin is not here either. They went to Hogsmeade to fight?"

"No, Professor Snape is not that rude." George immediately retorted, "He will poison you gracefully."

"But Professor Lupine is an excellent Defense Against the Dark Arts professor! He is not a loser like Lockhart." Fred argued with him, "He must be able to tell."

Who is better, Snape, or can Lupine escape?

This is a question worthy of further study.

Gradually, other little lions also joined in, and the Ravenclaws at the next table couldn't help it. They came over to have a discussion. The little eagles should be more rational and think about potions, spells, and drug-taking techniques.

.

Little lions are more emotional.

It all depends on the power of "I am thinking" in my mind.

There are many little lions who stand by Snape, even though Lupine is also a Gryffindor, but Snape's "power" has been rampant for too long, and they believe in Snape's viciousness and cunning.

Harry closed the Marauder's Map and stuffed it back into the Sorting Hat.

"Is that black dog Black?" Hermione leaned her head over and asked in a low voice.

Harry nodded.

"Fortunately, Black is innocent." Hermione sighed a little, "otherwise Weasley and the others would be in trouble."

Ron gnawed on the lamb chops and leaned his head over: "Harry, tell me, Snape and Professor Lupin, if they want to fight..."

"Professor Snape." Harry said without thinking, "Uncle Lupine is very good, but he is a little worse than him."

Ron was a little disappointed, but he was firmly on the side that Lupine could win.

"Professor Lupin is not here, so he went out to catch Black?" Hermione continued to lower her voice, grabbed a small piece of bread, and asked in a low voice.

Harry shook his head, thinking of the moonlight these past few nights: "No, I probably won't be able to see him during this period of time."

Hermione chewed the bread and nodded thoughtfully.
To be continued...