Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 540: The unexpected person

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

To say that this pig's head bar is still dilapidated as always. 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 holding on to its post, shaking back and forth, groaning miserably.

Harry and the others stared at everything in front of them in astonishment, 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, motioning everyone to squeeze in and say hello, "Let's go! , Can’t turn around and leave? I think there should be a room upstairs."

Why do you say 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.

Charlotte was a well-known beauty at Hogwarts, and many people knew her. 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 was surprised. "Why did she come here as a bartender?"

"Come to earn some pocket money," Maca replied, "Actually, I introduced her to her from the beginning-even though she is also paid as a professor's assistant, she does not spend money on board and lodging at school, but A little salary is sometimes not enough for her."

"That's hard work!" Hermione nodded.

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

After Dumbledore’s funeral, few outsiders came to Hogsmeade. The reason why this place is so crowded now is entirely because of the male students who heard the wind—especially most of the senior students.

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

"Hi, senpai!" When Maca used this old name, she couldn't help but feel nostalgic. "Good morning! Where is Aberforth? The old man left you alone. Here to greet the guests? Where did he hide himself?"

"Ah! Isn't this Maca?" Charlotte probed in the bar and looked at Maca squeezing in from the outside, happily, "Call me Senior Sister? I used to be blamed for it. Yes, but I’m 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 first entrance dinner, he and Charlotte have been talking very casually. Now thinking about it, this surprisingly pure friendship is really rare.

When Luna, who was squeezing over with him, heard it, she somehow grabbed his robe, which caused Maca to be surprised. What's the matter, does this little Nizi finally understand to start declaring sovereignty?

Not waiting for Maca to have fun, Luna leaned close to him and whispered: "Maca, I saw him, he is right there!"

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

Forget it, if this girl with long light blonde hair understands what tastes like, it will surprise him!

Following Luna's gaze, 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 for a while," Maca said to Charlotte, "Keep busy! If Aberforth Stingy gives you too little salary, remember to tell me and I will help you Go find him more!"

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 already caused many Hogwarts students to start whispering. No way, he Maca McLean is now an idol and a powerful star.

"Well, the boss is behind!"

Charlotte also knew that this was not a place for casual conversation, so he said something bluntly. 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 the others who followed him came forward to say hello. .

There are so many people in front of this bar, even if you have to line up to say anything, Charlotte's charm 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 carried them in their questioning eyes. They walked around to the back door of the bar.

This is a small alley. You can tell a little by just 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 dim light flashed, a large goat head pattern suddenly appeared on the bare door leaf.

"Cough cough..." He coughed dryly at the goat's head, and then said meaningfully, "It's better to bend the goat horns!"

Before the voice fell, two gloomy lights flashed across the goat-patterned 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 get to know him.

"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 he finished speaking, he asked the four of them to catch up quickly and walked in first.

This back door is located in the utility room at the end of the bar. As soon as we 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 the mess. Another door opposite the object.

"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 time to clean up that clutter room! Can't you smell the smell there?" He complained to Aberforth who turned around.

"Hmph, 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-the contents are not needed anymore. "

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

"He is starving to death. I will feed him, and he will clean the bar for me." Aberforth explained concisely, and his eyes were already on Harry, "I called out that day. A lot of people come to my bar to make a fuss about the kid? Um...and you guys, they were all there that day..."

"Uh...Hello, sir!"

Harry knew that what this strong old man with white beard was talking about was obviously what R.A. came here for a meeting before it was formally established. But I didn't expect that the bar owner's memory was quite good, and he recognized him at a glance.

Maca didn't bother the couple who were destined to know each other to communicate with each other~IndoMTL.com~ His attention had been attracted by the house elf standing at the table. Not to mention whether he can distinguish the appearance of the elf, at least the layered 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, this is the sock thief you met in the Fengya brand wizard clothing store." Maca looked at the house elf and explained casually.

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

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

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

"Dobby?" he murmured.

"Oh—Harry Potter, it really is Harry Potter!" At the beginning, Harry was always at the back, but obviously, he was not as tall as Aberforth. , So he didn't realize its existence until Harry spoke, "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 hadn't reappeared in the second school year inexplicably, would actually reappear in front of everyone at this time.

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