Hogwarts Outsider Chapter 65: The quirky bar
"What are you doing?" The grim-faced old man glared at the boy at the door and said viciously.
Matthew was almost taken aback, he stammered and replied:
"Sir...I heard...you...have butter beer here?"
The disfigured old man looked at Matthew for ten seconds—
"Come in!" he said coldly, and opened the door of the hut.
Matthew Wakefield could finally take a serious look at the situation inside the "Pig's Head Bar".
It was a small, dark, and very dirty room.
The bay windows were thick with grime and frost on the glass so that the light from outside could hardly penetrate, as if the curtains were drawn; Candle stubs, barely lit.
The ground is even more messy. At first glance, I thought the ground was compacted mud, but when I stepped on it, I realized that the ground that was originally paved with stones had been piled up for centuries. of dirt.
There is no doubt that this bar is not a decent place.
"What are you looking at?" The old man looked at Matthew suspiciously and asked coldly.
"I just heard Professor Bathilda Bagshot say in the "History of Magic" class...your bar was once the headquarters of the goblin rebellion in 1612..." Matthew said slowly.
While speaking, he "unintentionally" glanced at the old man's eyes.
Unfortunately, when he mentioned the name Bathilda Bagshot, the old man's expression did not fluctuate; besides, his eyes were not as blue as imagined.
"That was all centuries ago!" The old man said disdainfully, "What do you need, butter beer or flame whiskey?"
"Butterbeer!" said Matthew.
The old man turned and left, and Matthew also began to look around curiously.
……
There is no doubt that the people in this bar are full of people of all kinds.
There are not many guests, only three or five, and the environment is relatively quiet.
A witch with a thick black veil hanging down to her feet, a wizard with a thick cloak that almost covered her head;
While looking at the back of the disfigured old man, Matthew thought to himself—
In the original book, the real identity of the bartender at the Pig's Head Bar is Albus Dumbledore's younger brother, Aberforth. He has also kept his name incognito, collecting information for his brother in this bar.
So, how could this disfigured old man be Aberforth Dumbley?
After all, his appearance and characteristics are completely different from the Aberforth in his memory.
Just as Matthew was thinking, the waiter had already walked over with a glass of slow butter beer.
Butterbeer is not really beer, but a drink made from cream, butter and brown sugar; that's why it's so popular with Hogwarts students.
"Sir." When the waiter put the butter beer heavily in front of Matthew, Matthew asked softly, "I don't know what to call you?"
"Percival!" said the male waiter coldly.
This is not an uncommon surname. Percival is one of the most famous Knights of the Round Table in the "Legend of King Arthur". Together with Galahad and Bowes, he is also known as the Three Knights of the Holy Grail. He is very famous in Wales and even the whole of Britain.
Matthew frowned slightly, and then he continued to ask:
"Then Mr. Percival, how long have you been in charge of this bar?"
But this time, Matthew didn't get a reply.
The male waiter with a ferocious face suddenly looked at Matthew coldly, and asked viciously:
"Are you interrogating me, boy?"
“…”
Matthew quickly defended: "No, I'm just a little interested in the history of your bar..."
It's just that the waiter has quickly pulled out his wand and pointed it at Matthew:
"Say, who sent you here?"
The few wizards and witches with strange appearances around them were still drinking their butter beer or flame whiskey, as if they didn't see the conflict that was happening here.
"No, no! I'm just... a Hogwarts... first-year student..."
While Matthew was stammering his explanation——
"Matthew!"
The door of the Pig's Head Bar was pushed open, and then a familiar voice came from there.
……
It was Horace Slughorn, a bald old man as fat as a giant elephant, standing outside the door with a big smile on his face.
Then, he glanced at the dirty floor with some distaste, and then walked in.
"Why are you here?" Professor Slughorn looked at Matthew and asked loudly.
The male waiter who was vicious just now has unconsciously put away his wand.
"I... I just heard that this bar used to be the headquarters of the goblin rebellion in 1612. So come and have a look." Matthew heaved a sigh of relief and quickly explained.
"Oh, okay!" Slughorn grabbed Matthew's hand, and he said humorously: "The records in the history books ~IndoMTL.com~ often have some deviations from the reality."
"Yes, sir!" Matthew nodded.
"Let's go, we don't deserve to stay in this kind of place!" He shook his head at Matthew: "Thanks to the fact that I was outside the window just now and saw you..."
Matthew was forcibly pulled from the table by Slughorn.
"A glass of butterbeer, three Sickles!" said the male waiter gruffly.
Just as Matthew was about to take money out of his pocket, Slughorn had already taken out a few silver coins and placed them on the dirty table.
"Let's get out of here!" Then, he urged.
Matthew had no choice but to follow Professor Slughorn and left the Pig's Head Bar quickly.
……
Once again came to the bustling Central Avenue.
"Professor." Matthew asked hastily: "You just said that the Pig's Head Bar is not the place for us to stay?"
"Of course!" Slughorn explained: "That kind of place doesn't look like a place for serious people to go; a little guy like you, if I hadn't just passed by, I would have been eaten and wiped clean." I don't know what's going on..."
"... If you want to drink some butter beer, I suggest going to Two Brooms, both the environment and the taste are much better!"
Slughorn said enthusiastically: "Come on, let's have a drink together?"
"Of course, professor." Matthew nodded.
……
And when Matthew followed Slughorn and just left the Pig's Head Bar.
The witch who was wearing a thick black veil down to her feet also hurriedly paid the bill and walked out.
Then, she quietly followed the steps of the old and the young in front.