Chapter 167 Bar

With one week left until Christmas, Hogwarts was already filled with a festive atmosphere.

There are ribbons and big red socks hanging everywhere, and there are beautiful Christmas trees.

After analyzing the Philosopher's Stone in the Room of Requirement, Wright was a little excited listening to the little lions discussing their holiday plans in the lounge.

After listening around, we found that almost no students chose to stay in school during this Christmas holiday.

Of course, it's not just the students who don't want to stay, but also their parents, who don't want them to spend the holiday with the Dementors.

Knowing the 'future', Wright was not too surprised. Anyway, he had decided to start 'attacking' the Philosopher's Stone on Christmas.

And on the last weekend before the school holidays, young wizards can visit Hogsmeade village again.

After Filch's routine inspection, they rushed into the shops in the village like "divine beasts" out of their cages.

It’s been a week and the holidays are approaching so it’s time to go home!

The Honeydukes candy store was packed with little wizards who wanted to make purchases, including Harry, Hermione and Ron.

Wright was looking at the notice from the Ministry of Magic posted outside the candy store and told the people around him:

Before the wanted criminal Sirius Black is caught, in order to ensure the safety of the residents, there will be Dementors patrolling after sunset and before sunrise. People who need to shop please avoid going out at night.

Malfoy also behaved strangely. Like Wright, he stood at the door of the candy store and did not go in.

With his furrowed brows and worry flashing in his eyes, he looks very troubled.

"Are you here too?" Ron walked out of the candy store and looked at Malfoy warily.

Malfoy ignored Ron's hostility and turned away after all his followers arrived.

Looking at Malfoy who left so abruptly, Harry couldn't help scratching his head and said in confusion:

'It seems that Malfoy has been different since he was attacked by Hagrid's Hippogriff.'

Ron and Hermione, holding a big bag of candy, also agreed with Harry's opinion.

"Who cares! Maybe he's grown up!" Wright was a little speechless as he looked at Hermione who had just finished shopping and was carrying a lot of bags.

Also, there were Ron and Harry who were there to carry her bag.

Looking at Harry and Ron with bitter faces, Wright did not help and said as he was about to run away:

"I'm going to the magic equipment store to replenish my 100 million points! We'll meet at the Three Broomsticks Bar later."

Looking at Wright who left in a hurry, Harry and the other two didn't think much and went straight to the bar with their bags.

As soon as they entered the bar, Ron threw everything to Harry and Hermione.

With a red face, she said she was going to the bar to order butterbeer for Harry and Hermione.

Looking at Ron's hurried steps and Hermione carrying things, she almost rolled her eyes to the sky.

Harry carried his things and found an empty table between the window and the decorated Christmas tree.

After he put down the items in his hand, he called Hermione over.

Soon after Hermione put her things away, Ron came over with three cups of foaming hot butterbeer in his hands, looking very excited.

At this moment, a big black dog was looking at the happy Harry through the window.

"Merry Christmas!"

Harry said happily to the Christmas tree, raised the glass in his hand and started drinking.

At this time, the door of the Three Broomsticks was opened, and Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick walked in accompanied by fluttering snowflakes.

Following behind was the tall Hagrid, who was happily chatting with Fudge, the Minister of Magic.

Harry, who was in a happy mood, couldn't help but shrink his head when he saw the teachers appear together, and instinctively hid behind the bags of things he had bought.

The professors and the Minister of Magic who walked in didn't notice them and sat down at the table next to them.

Then, a sound of ordering was heard.

"Give me a glass of canyon water!" Professor McGonagall spoke first.

"Rosmerta! Give me four pints of mead, thank you!" Hagrid shouted heroically.

"Then give me one, sherry soda with ice and conch!" Professor Flitwick smacked his lips and said what he wanted.

"Then you! It's red currant liqueur, Minister!" Rosmota came over with four glasses of drinks.

"Thank you, Rosmerta, dear! It's nice to see you again, and to sit with us..."

Fudge flirted with the pretty bar owner like a greasy drunk.

"No problem, Minister!" Rosmota agreed naturally, pulled out a stool and sat down, and began to ask:

"What brings you here, Minister?"

Seeing several people obviously discussing a secret made Harry and the other two curious.

I couldn't help but prick up my ears and listen carefully, while also hiding better.

Fudge took a few sips of wine, and as if he was in a mess, he casually revealed something that should be kept secret:

"What else could it be? It's just Blake's business..."

Ms. Rosmota's eyes flashed, and she said generously, wanting to continue to extract information:

"I heard rumors that he not only escaped from prison, but also planned a Dementor uprising..."

After hearing about Sirius's experience, Hagrid took a few gulps of wine and said angrily:

"Yeah! I never thought he would be such a person. I comforted him when Mr. and Mrs. Potter were murdered. How despicable."

Then, under the influence of alcohol and the flattery of beautiful women, Fudge and the unsuspecting Hagrid told everything they knew.

"Sirius was the keeper of the Fidelius Charm. It was his betrayal that led to the murder of Mr. and Mrs. Potter."

"He even went to the crime scene pretending to be grief-stricken, trying to clear himself of suspicion."

"Or after that, he used dark magic to kill Peter Pettigrew and blew up an entire street, killing many Muggles and wizards..."

"We didn't know that he was the culprit of everything."

"That's right, when he was in Azkaban, he shamelessly insisted that he was innocent."

……

After listening to Hagrid's description and Fudge's agreement, Mrs. Rosmerta, who understood the whole story, covered her mouth as if she was surprised.

At this time, there was a slight sound of glass and wood colliding. Professor McGonagall put the cup in her hand on the table and said slowly:

"Minister Cornelius, Hagrid, you guys have said too much. We should go back."

Professor McGonagall's serious expression was very intimidating, and everyone obediently packed up their things and left.

The door of the Three Broomsticks was opened again, and after a chill, the professors and Fudge left the bar!

"Harry? Are you okay?"

After everyone left, Hermione and Ron looked at Harry, whose face was pale, and asked with great concern.