Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"I said, when did the pig head bar start to become so good?"

To say that this pig's head bar is still as dilapidated as ever.The wooden door that creaked at the first touch was even squeezed half by the customers who came in and out, and the other half was still sticking to its post, shaking back and forth, groaning miserably.

Harry and the others stared at everything in front of them in amazement, and they were dumbfounded.

"I probably understand why," Maca grinned, "Well, the attractive effect of beautiful women is beyond imagination. It seems that the salary given by Aberforth is not in vain!"

"What salary?" Ron asked curiously.

"I don't need to explain this to you, just go in and take a look." Maca pointed to the inside of the door and motioned everyone to squeeze in to say hello, "Let's go! Turn around and leave? I think there should be a room upstairs."

Why do you know that you know it when you look at it?When Harry, Ron, and Hermione stepped into the bar one by one, they immediately heard a clear and sweet female voice faintly passing through the crowd of customers and reaching their ears.

Many people knew Charlotte as a well-known beauty at Hogwarts.In addition, she still serves as a professor's assistant. Although she may not be seen often in class, there are still quite a few people who are familiar with her.

"Miss Witt?" Hermione said in surprise. "Why did she come here to be a bartender?"

"Come to earn some pocket money," Maca replied, "In fact, I introduced her to her at the beginning-although she is also paid as a professor's assistant, she does not spend money on board and lodging at school, but the salary is right. She said that sometimes it is not enough."

"That's really hard!" Hermione nodded.

"Yeah! Life is not easy," Maca waved his hand, "Come on! Go say hello, and go upstairs by the way to rest for a while."

After Dumbledore's funeral, few outsiders came to Hogsmeade.The reason why this place is so crowded is all the male students who have heard the wind—especially most senior students.

So, at that time Charlotte was still looking for reasons to refuse other people to stay, but now there are no people coming to stay.

"Hi, Senior Sister!" When Maca used this old name, she couldn't help but feel nostalgia. "Good morning! Where is Aberforth? The old man will let you greet the guests here alone. Where did he hide himself?"

"Ah! Isn't this Maca?" Charlotte probed in the bar, looking at Maca squeezing in from the outside, happily, "Call me Senior Sister? I used to be blamed for it, but I'll get used to hearing it a few more times... But you are a professor now, how dare I let you call it that way!"

"Others don't call it that way, I'm unique when I call it! Otherwise, where can I get the attention of your big beauty?"

Since the initial entrance dinner, he and Charlotte have been talking very casually. Now that I think about it, this surprisingly pure friendship is really rare.

After Luna, who was squeezing over with him, heard it, but somehow pulled his robe, which caused Maca to be surprised.What's the matter, does this little Nizi finally understand to begin to declare sovereignty?

Before Maca had fun, Luna leaned close to him and whispered: "Maca, I saw him, he is there!"

"What? Who did you see?" Macca suddenly asked suspiciously, saying that this girl was not jealous, which is really a pity.

Well, if this girl with long light blonde hair understands what tastes like, then he will be surprised!

Following Luna's gaze, she glanced into the door behind Charlotte, but found nothing.There is nothing in the darkness. God knows what Luna saw?

"I'll take Harry and the others to sit down for a while," Macca said to Charlotte. "Keep busy! If Aberforth Stingy is paying you too little, remember to tell me.

It's not that he doesn't want to talk to Charlotte any more, but it's really not a good time to chat right now.Not to mention anything else, at least his presence here has caused many Hogwarts students to start whispering.No way, he Maca McLean is now more or less an idol and powerful star.

"Well, the boss is behind!"

Charlotte also knew that this was not a place for casual conversation, so he said straightforwardly.She didn't say it clearly, because the second floor of this pig's head bar is actually a stronghold of the Order of the Phoenix, so it's always good not to be noticed.And she doesn't have to say this, Maca can't understand it better.

"Okay, let's talk at school when you have a chance!" Maca nodded, and led Luna back out of the crowd. By the way, Harry and others who followed him came forward to say hello.

There are too many people in front of this bar, and they even have to line up to say anything casually. The charm of Charlotte, this big beauty is evident.

After waiting for Harry, Ron, and Hermione to have a few words with Charlotte, Maca led them out of the Pig’s Head Bar again, and led them around in their questioning eyes. The back door of the bar.

This is a small alley. You can tell by looking at the dust and debris in this alley. There are certainly not many people walking from here.

After that, Maca waved his hand at the inconspicuous wooden door, and as a faint light flashed, a big goat head pattern suddenly appeared on the bare door leaf.

"Ahem..." He coughed dryly at the goat's head, and then said meaningfully, "I say goat horns, it's better to bend!"

Before the words fell, two gloomy lights flashed across the goat-like eyes and the door opened.

"Goat horns?" Ron was inexplicable. "What do you mean?"

On the day of Dumbledore's funeral, although he and Harry had come out of this bar, they were almost familiar and unfamiliar with everything here.Regarding Dumbledore's younger brother, they hadn't even had a chance to understand.

"It's just a secret sign, don't worry about it." Maca shook his head, "It's the personal interest of that bar owner...On this point, you'd better not ask too much."

After speaking, he asked the four of them to quickly follow, and then walked in first.

This back door is located in the utility room at the end of the bar. As soon as you walked in, everyone smelled a musty smell, and it was quite rich.The smell irritated everyone's nasal cavity, making everyone want to sneeze a few happily.

"Go faster, I don't want to be choked by the smell!" Maca pinched his nose, urging the friends to quickly pass through the oak barrel racks, and soon pushed away across the utility room. The other door.

"Ahee! Ahee--"

After all, someone couldn't help it, and even sneezed several times, while Maca looked at Aberfors who was sitting at the table flipping through the book, and rubbed his nose vigorously.

"I think you should take some time to clean up that utility room! Can't you smell the smell there?" He complained to Aberforth who turned around.

"Huh, I don't think it's necessary," Aberforth said indifferently, "I never go there by myself anyway. If you can't stand it, you can help me clean up-everything inside is unnecessary."

"You want me to be you as free labor? Want to be beautiful!" Maca glared at him unceremoniously before moving his gaze to the other side, "When did you have a house-elf here?"

"He's starving to death. I'll feed him, and he will clean the bar for me." Aberforth explained concisely, and his eyes were already looking at Harry. "A lot of calls were made that day. The kid who came to my bar to make a fuss? Um...and you guys, who were all there that day..."

"Uh...Hello, sir!"

Harry knew that what the strong white bearded old man was talking about was obviously what RA came here for a meeting before it was formally established.But I didn't expect that the bar owner's memory was so good that he recognized him at a glance.

Maca didn't bother the couple who were destined to know each other to exchange feelings. His attention had been attracted by the house elf standing by the table.Not to mention whether he can distinguish the appearance of the elf, at least the socks on the elf's feet are enough to show his identity.

"It's him," Luna said, "I saw him inside the door just now."

"Who?" Hermione asked.

She is very interested in house elves, and the idea of ​​changing the living environment of these little guys has not diminished.

"She probably said that this is the sock thief you met at the Fengya brand wizard clothing store." Maca looked at the house elf and explained casually.

At the beginning, the house elf stared at Maca and them curiously.But when Maca said this, his big head shook like a rattle, and the big ears shook his head vigorously as he shook his head, looking very funny.

"Dobby didn't steal any socks, Dobby gave money!"

After hearing this familiar self-proclaim, Harry was taken aback at the time, a vague memory that had long gone with time, slowly surfaced in his mind.

"Dobby?" he murmured.

"Oh-Harry Potter, it's really Harry Potter!" At the beginning, Harry was always at the back, and obviously, he was not as tall as Aberforth, so until Harry opened his mouth to discover its existence, "Dobby has seen the respected Mr. Harry Potter again!"

Maca looked at the elf, an accident flashed across his face.He didn't expect that Dobby the elf, who had never appeared again in the second academic year, would appear in front of everyone again at this time.

"Could it be..." He frowned slightly. "Something happened to Malfoy's house?"