Chapter 167
Even if Hermione objected, Harry was determined to go to Hogsmeade. Besides, now that Zhengda is snowing outside, when the time comes to cover his face with a scarf, it is estimated that not many people will recognize him.
The snow was heavy outside, but that didn't dampen the students' enthusiasm for Hogsmeade, and many third-year students never forgot the taste after a single taste of butterbeer.
Solim was amazed at this, he was also curious about the famous butterbeer of the Three Broomsticks, but he never touched it again after tasting it with great interest. The so-called butterbeer has no taste of beer at all, but the butter is enough, the taste of the butterbeer is slightly sour, and because the butter is still a little greasy, Solim put down the glass with a blank face after tasting it and swore that he would never touch this strange drink.
Sometimes Solim had to lament that the taste of the British was really fascinating, and things like butterbeer could be regarded as a good drink. Although the butterbeer with three brooms is really not suitable for Solim's taste, I have to say that the canyon water here is still quite good, although the canyon water is not suitable for drinking in this season, but because the temperature in the bar is maintained well, Solim has no intention of planning, and a cup of sweet and cold canyon underwater belly makes Solim's mood soothe a lot.
He had just made a trip to the post office in Hogsmeade, and what had to be done had already been done, so Solim had nothing to do right now and simply came with three broomsticks and something to drink. Sylna and her friends went out shopping, and Solim didn't understand what Hogsmeade had to do here: it didn't take half an hour to get Hogsmeade from beginning to end, and there weren't many shops here, adding up to less than twenty shops open here, and there were only a few that had a lot of traffic and were suitable for students to visit, and Solim really didn't know what Hogsmeade had to do, but the students were different— Girls, in particular, seem to have a fanatical interest in shopping, and as long as it's a store, they like to squeeze into it, regardless of whether they really need it. For shopping, which is extremely devastating to physical and mental health, Solim has always been able to push and push, and under the pretext that there is something to do, Solim can sit leisurely in the three brooms and rest, instead of accompanying a group of people from beginning to end.
Draco wasn't so smart, he foolishly followed Sylna and her friends around Hogmodri, only to end up with bags all over his body, and for some reason, his two big shoulders didn't come with him. Fine quills and various stationery items bought from the Literati House, a large collection of sweets and sweets bought by Duke Bee, and clothes worn in school robes bought at the Fengya brand wizard costume store. If it weren't for the fact that Draco couldn't take it, they were even going to visit the "Deves and Bans's Shop" at the end of Hogsmeade. Girls wouldn't be interested in the things they sell: Devis and Bans' shop only sells repair tools and some magic items and potion materials - the Weasley brothers are regular customers.
Solim sat comfortably at the bar enjoying his second glass of canyon water, when the door to the bar opened, and a cold wind poured in, Hermione and Ron walked in, and the faces of the people who came in behind Ron were covered by scarves, and anyone who wasn't stupid knew it was Harry Potter, so they sat behind a Christmas tree in the room to block Harry.
"You wait for me, I'll go get the butterbeer. "Ron never misses an opportunity to talk to Lady Rosmotta.
When Harry almost choked on Butterbeer for the first time, Solim, who had been paying attention to Harry, smiled, "Hmph, there are still normal people." "
However, Solim soon realized that it was not, and looking at where Harry had signaled, Solim found Professors McGonagall and Flitwick standing outside about to come in, with Fudge and Hagrid behind.
Apparently Hermione and Ron had also found out too good - for Harry, if he was found out by the professor, it was definitely not something that could be simply fooled.
Just as the three of them were panicking, the Christmas tree next to them moved, just blocking Harry, and anyone who came in would not have noticed Harry sitting there unless they went around the tree.
Hermione soon spotted Solim sitting at the bar, and Ron's face looked much better, it was the first time he had given a Slytherin a good face, but Harry didn't know what was going on, and the Christmas tree blocked his view.
"It's Solim, he's blocking you with this Christmas tree. Hermione whispered to Harry as she glanced at the professors who had just entered, trying to see if they had noticed Harry here.
The three Gryffindors soon realized that their worries were unwarranted, and the people who came in didn't notice what was going on in the Christmas tree.
"A small glass of canyon water. "Professor McGonagall tastes the same as Solim.
"Mead. As soon as you heard the voice, you knew it was Hagrid.
"A portion of sherry juice soda with ice and umbrella snails. "Professor Flivi has the same taste as a child, and Sylna loves this too.
"What about you, then, Minister?" asked Mrs. Rosmotta.
"Redcurrant sugar wine, thank you, dear. Fudge's voice was gentle, "I must say, I'm glad to see you again." How about sitting down and having a drink with us?"
"Okay Minister, what is the wind that has brought you here?"
Harry looked through the gap in the Christmas tree at the bar, and he suddenly had a bad feeling that the Minister of Magic and Hagrid ...... It can't be because of Buckbeak, right?
"Well, what could be anything but Sirius Black. Fudge said with a sigh. Because of Blake's affairs, Fudge is simply anxious.
"Don't say it here. And the students. Professor McGonagall looked at Solim, who was sitting next to her.
"It's okay, Professor McGonagall. Solim laughed and said, "I know a little bit about Blake, and I don't think he will make much of an impact. "
"Oh," Fudge said as if he had just noticed a student sitting here, "are you?"
"This is Solim Selwyn. Professor Flitwick said cheerfully, he had always liked this student, although he was a Slytherin and did not excel in his classes, but Professor Flitwick was not a fool, and they knew very well what level Solim was.
"Selwyn?" Fudge clearly had something in mind.
"Ah, Minister, hello. Solim nodded at Fudge.
"Kids. Fudge shook his head, "You probably don't know what he's done, or you wouldn't have said that." "
Solim pouted, I know better than he did what Blake did. _
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