Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1354: It’s scary

"The store is closing!"

Abeforth glanced at the wall clock on the side wall, put down the cup towel in his hand, and came out from behind the counter, ready to rush people to close the shop.

"Come on, Abeforth, what time is it now."

The guests at the last table were obviously unwilling to leave.

"Ten o'clock, it's not too early. Also, if I were you, I wouldn't be fooling around with Poshwar here. I thought you had already left England." Abuforth looked at the sitting there The guy who raised his glass frowned and reminded, "I don't think they will let you go easily, and please don't affect my bar."

"The Death Eaters have completely lost control of this place now, what do you think those cowards can do?"

Poshwal raised his wine glasses to several other accomplices who stayed in the shop, and they all dismissed the group of dark wizards in England who called themselves Death Eaters.

They are all rotten fish and rotten shrimps. I really think that if I change my title, I can fool others.

In the group of dark wizards, the weak have no human rights.

"I really don't understand why you are afraid of them?"

The black witch at the same table spoke broken English.

Abeforth refused them to drink in the bar more than once, but several people didn't take it seriously.

After all, this is the most convenient place to make money.

"Because You-Know-Who is very dangerous, otherwise, why do you think the British wizarding world has become like this? Even the British Ministry of Magic has collapsed and is controlled by You-Know-Who and Death Eaters." Abuforth used a spell Let the rags wipe the tables automatically and put them away one by one.

"Why don't you find yourself a waiter?"

Seeing that the boss cleaned up the bar himself, several people were a little surprised. The business in the bar should be pretty good.

"Do you think anyone would dare to work here?" Abuforth said angrily, "Anyone who has the guts would have gone to other places to make money. As long as the British magic community is brave enough, Where can I not earn Galleons?"

"You're right."

They gathered here purely to make money.

There are a lot of giant arachnids in the Forbidden Forest, and those cute little ones are all good things. They plan to get more venom and go back and sell them slowly. There is no need to worry about the problem of being unable to get rid of it. It is very difficult in other places Find acromander nests of this size.

Not to mention that those little cuties are very dangerous. They dare to hunt the acromant. It is entirely because they are the top batch of black wizards.

"Okay, don't stay here with me. Trust me, those people won't let it go easily." After packing up their table, Abuforth began to chase people away.

After seeing off the last customer and closing the shop door, Abuforth seemed to sense something, turned around suddenly, and saw a famous young man sitting by the bar counter at some point.

"Good evening, Mr. Aberforth, I hope I haven't disturbed you." Albert greeted the other party with a smile.

"Are you crazy?"

Abuforth's eyes widened in disbelief, watching Albert who appeared in the bar without warning, and hurried to the window of the bar to watch out, for fear that someone would see him appearing here.

"Don't you know that the Mysterious Man and Death Eaters are looking for you everywhere?" He really couldn't understand why the man in front of him was so calm, and even resembled his dead brother.

"Don't worry, they can't find me. Even if they find it, the group of Death Eaters can't beat me. What's more, the Death Eaters here have already been driven away by the dark wizards."

Albert reached out from his cloak pocket and took out two Sickles and placed them on the counter, then took a bottle of butter beer for himself from under the counter, opened the rusty beer bottle, and poured it into the bottle he had prepared for himself in the cup.

"They will come back," said Abeforth.

"I know, it should have been in the last few days, that's why I came to see you." Albert took a sip, and it was no different from the butterbeer of the Three Broomsticks, but the rusty bottle cap made people look Not very comfortable.

"What do you want from me?"

After returning to the bar, Abuforth looked at the young man who was too young in front of him, and recalled the first time they met.

When he first met Albert, Abuforth expected that he would be a great guy in the future.

However, he never imagined that the boy at that time only took a few years to become as great as Albus?

When he saw Albert, Abeforth understood why many people said that Albert was Dumbledore's heir.

Yes, they are very similar.

Albert is not like the Dumbledore in his youth, but he is very much like the Dumbledore in his memory, the same genius, the same humility, the same inscrutable, the same calculating, the same confidence and even Conceit is just as annoying.

"I hope you can provide some insignificant help to the students of Hogwarts?" Albert put down his glass, smiled and told Abeforth why he came.

Dumbledore's Army at Hogwarts needs support, confidence, and a channel to communicate with the outside world, and the Hog's Head Bar is very suitable for this role.

"I...to Hogwarts students..." Abeforth pointed to himself, then pointed in the direction of Hogwarts, and said in a joking tone: "Help?"

"I know that after the Death Eaters took control of Hogsmeade, they sealed off all the secret passages leading to Hogwarts, but you actually have a secret passage here." Albert looked at Abu Forth showed a meaningful smile: "It's a very secret secret passage, it just takes some time to come and go, but I think they shouldn't mind."

"What do you want me to do?" Aberforth repeated.

"Provide them with water and food. Those children who resisted Snape and the Death Eaters are still persisting in the Room of Requirement in Hogwarts. They need life supplies and a way to leave Hogwarts." .”

"With your ability, there should be a way!" Abuforth asked puzzled.

"Yes, but according to the latest news I got, the black magic professor of Hogwarts has disappeared, and the school's defenses will become more stringent. There is no need to cause trouble for the professors and students in the school."

"So, are you here to trouble me?"

"After all, someone needs to hold a torch high to show everyone the way forward. If you lose even the last bit of courage to resist, then the entire British wizarding world will really be over." Albert finished drinking the butter beer in his glass and signaled Abforth led the way.

"My brother has gone to **** with his ingenious plans." Abeforth said to himself, "I thought you were smart and had left this country, but you are still here... "

"I have indeed left the UK, but this does not prevent me from coming back." Albert interrupted with a smile, "Let's go, the situation is not as bad as you think, and we will eventually defeat the mysterious man."

"On You and Harry Potter"

"Of course it depends on Harry, he is the savior."

"Damn savior," grumbled Abuforth, "if you don't stay away from his plans, you will have to follow his footsteps sooner or later."

"Don't worry, it's all still planned."

"Still planning?"

Abuforth showed you don't lie to me.

"Yes, everything is part of the plan, but Dumbledore is dead after all, so I will help him complete the plan later." Albert looked at Abuforth's wonderful expression and continued, "Harry is just a person, so he needs helpers, and I help him find helpers to prepare for the final battle."

"So, you plan to drag all Hogwarts students into trouble?"

"No, that's their own choice. I'm just taking good care of the flame that just ignited." Albert came to a portrait and nodded to the girl inside.

"Also, what makes you think that defeating the mysterious man has nothing to do with other people?"

"Peace is never won by relying on someone, but because everyone desires peace. You are as naive as Dumbledore in this regard."

"You seem to know him very well." Abuforth raised his eyebrows slightly.

"At least, I know him better than Harry."

Albert stared at the portrait for a while, when the portrait was pushed away from behind, and Neville Longbottom came out from inside.

"Hi Mr. Anderson, I didn't expect to see you here." Neville looked very excited, and wanted to step forward to give Albert a warm hug, but in the end he changed the hug into a handshake.

"This is Abuforth, Dumbledore's younger brother, the owner of the Pig's Head Bar, maybe you know him." After Albert introduced Neville, he said to Abuforth, "Frank and Alyssa son."

"I'm not blind," grumbled Aberforth.

"Isn't that good before?"

After Neville greeted Abuforth, he asked in puzzlement.

"Yes, but after Parkinson disappeared, Snape will definitely strengthen the security of Hogwarts. There is no need for us to take risks, and other people will go to Hogwarts through here when they are free."

"Are you going to turn my place into a train station?"

"Don't worry, I'll cast some magic on you so they won't bother you when they Apparate, and they won't bother you during your business hours, I promise."

"You can take them all away, I know you take in those expelled students." Abuforth didn't think it was safe here.

"As I said, staying at Hogwarts can motivate the remaining students more than abandoning them. No one wants to be abandoned." Albert took out a bag from his pocket and handed it to Neville. , "The food Dobby prepared for you, don't run around in the past few days."

"I see."

Neville took the bag, took another look at Abeforth, and turned back to Hogwarts. Everyone else was still hungry.

"Dobby is with you?" asked Aberforth suddenly.

"Dobby enjoyed working for me," said Albert.

"You are just like him."

Wizards willing to pay house-elfs are rare.

"Yaxley will be back with the Death Eaters soon~IndoMTL.com~ You know, they won't give up their interests easily, so you'd better take care of yourself in the next few days, next I’m afraid many people will die. Of course, they won’t bother you in the next few days.”

After finishing his final instructions, Albert planned to go back to rest.

"It's you, everything is you, right."

Abuforth seemed to think of something, and looked at Albert with disbelief.

"Who knows!"

Albert shrugged, Apparated and left.

Dark wizards against Death Eaters!

This scene is so familiar to Abuforth.

Once upon a time, the Ministry of Magic also fought against the Death Eaters, causing a large number of Death Eaters to lose their lives.

Now it just becomes a dark wizard, and it becomes a dog-eat-dog for both sides for their own interests.