Come out from Hogwarts Elementary School.

Alan touched his bare chin, and his original candidate also considered Mrs. Arabella Feige of the Order of the Phoenix, who was also a squint. But since Zi'an provided his two squint sisters in Lockhart, the first batch of candidates for the experiment could temporarily eliminate Mrs. Feige.

Allen felt that Mrs. Feige was not young after all, compared with the sisters of Lothar, so he decided to choose a younger one to provide Luna with more faith - not to mention that compared to Dumbledore who was close to Gryffindor, Lothart was at least a Lavenclaw.

"Allen, I noticed that you, Sass, seem to be a little uncomfortable with drinking? Let's find a tavern and have some warm drinks?" Penelo wanted to stay alone with Allen for a while, and she had something to say, and she didn't want to let him go to accompany the crazy girl with a big belly.

Allen saw through the other party's thoughts, but was willing to accept it - after all, when he went back too early and was seen by his mother, he would inevitably blame him for not going to school but for being lazy.

Because of the cold weather, the fire in the fireplace in the three broom shops in Hogsmeade Village was rippling and blazing, making it seem warm and smoky. The wizards who came to Floating City to shop and travel were more willing to sit in this famous bar that was circulated among students than in new shops in commercial areas.

Ms. Rosmerta, who had a graceful figure and a beautiful face, immediately put down her things when she saw Alan and the others and came to entertain her.

"You haven't been here for a while, Principal Harris." Mrs. Rosmerta saw Penelo holding her arms, and gave up her original intention of hugging Allen. "Miss Crivat is also more beautiful. I still remember that you brought Allen who had just come here before you graduated... You are so cute at that time... Now you can all drink real wine in the blink of an eye... What do you want to come today?"

"But I won't come to the real wine today... I just have two glasses of butterbeer bars, adding a little ginger." Alan originally wanted to point something else, but saw a tourist paying tribute to him from a distance. After nodding to the other party, he noticed that the other party was drinking a large glass of foamy hot butterbeer, which was a little envious.

Penelo was not particular about what to drink. She pulled Allen and sat down by the window. The sunlight could shine in at this position to bring some brightness and warmth.

Mrs. Rosmerta was a little happy that Allen and the others could have these more ‘cookies’ performances in her tavern. She responded to the other party’s order and twisted toward the bar. Thinking of the ginger juice that Allen asked for, her eyes narrowed slightly, covering up the contempt for the scumbag that rose in her heart.

Penelo cast a spell on his seat with his fingerless staff, making the sound inside unable to be heard, and Alan looked at her for some reason.

"Allen, I heard Emily talk about Pansy Parkinson yesterday...I guess you want to attack that young mysterious man?" Penelo asked cautiously.

Allen was stunned. He looked at the female Auror and immediately understood that Emily would reveal such a thing to Penelo, obviously on purpose. Her sister's purpose was not to let herself take risks again.

"Don't worry, Emily is too worried. That awesome version is not my opponent. This young version is just for Pansy to determine the position for a few minutes." Allen waved his hand to stop Penelo's remarks, "It's not a risky one for me to go. Although you should theoretically be able to defeat this mysterious man's young version... but I won't let you take risks."

Seeing Allen rejecting it, Penelo reached out and held Allen's hand again: "But Allen, isn't this just an exercise opportunity? I brought the umbrella with me and they didn't learn from you alone. Maybe this Tom's killing curse is useless to me. This is a exercise opportunity... and let me help you with a little bit. Recently, I feel that I can help you less and less... I helped you a little bit... I also helped you a little bit... Miss Wanshitong might have this feeling too..."

Faced with Penelo's words, Allen felt a little embarrassed, and he felt that it was indeed the case. Although Penelo and the others began to read the Nesser scroll with Luna's help, their research on the Department of Mystery and Luna's progress in divine power did make the gap between him and others a little wider.

"Principal, I made some sausage rolls and fried eggs. It would be a bit boring to eat fried pork skin when it was too cold, so I didn't serve you..." Ms. Rosmerta, who came to deliver the meal, calmed down some of the atmosphere.

The crispness revealed by several obviously freshly baked snacks made people feel a lot of appetite. Alan forked a piece of cooked egg with seasoned ham, coriander, scallion and spices, and threw it into a pan to fry - the heat was particularly good today, and the flowing egg yolk was proof.

But then a breeze blew across Allen's hair, and the door of the three brooms opened again.

Mrs. Rosmerta turned her back with a smile on her face. She seemed to have reached out and loosened her collar because the bar was too warm, revealing her fair and slender neck and some career lines - although the actual temperature in the store should be open was a little colder.

Sirius had just walked into three brooms in a gust of snowflakes. He was wearing a thick cloak in the uniform of the Ministry of Magic, and several bags of paper bags purchased from different shops in his hand. Some heat and fragrance came out from it.

The female boss used a more charming voice than when facing Allen: "Sirius, come to me today if you have time?"

Sirius threw his pocket full of food to the table, and the woman was helping him take off his coat and patting the snow on it.

"Recently, wizards from outside the Floating City have brought a lot of delicious food. I'm tired of shopping and come here to find a place to eat and have a drink." Sirius obviously did not notice them because of the location of Alan and the others by the window.

"If you are alone today, why should I give you a few drinks?" The female boss didn't think much about Sirius's take-out food at this time.

After hearing this, Sirius thought that drinking alone was better than drinking alone. He asked happily: "It sounds good. I heard from my colleagues that you have a good alcohol tolerance?"

Mrs. Rosmerta smiled a little shyly, and she said shyly: "Don't listen to them, I'll get drunk so much that I don't know anything if I drink a drink..."

When Allen heard this and Penelo looked at each other silently, they smiled. They knew that the female boss actually had a good alcohol tolerance, and had never drunk alcohol with Fudge and the others. And although Mrs. Rosmerta was good at taking advantage of her very good looks, she obviously had a attitude towards Sirius.

"How dare you open a tavern if you have such a poor alcohol tolerance?" Sirius looked surprised, and then seemed to feel that saying this was a bit hurtful. He said carelessly, "Sorry, I and the people with poor alcohol tolerance will feel unhappy when drinking... Just give me a glass of beer, I will find a seat for myself..."

This statement was obviously beyond everyone's expectations, including Mrs. Rosmerta. She stood there in a daze and didn't know how to answer the conversation, but just moved her mouth but made no sound.

Sirius didn't realize that this was the consequence of his own straight man's remarks, but as a member of the Order of the Phoenix, he keenly discovered the wrong thing about the female boss. Looking at her lips and collar, he suddenly realized: "Sorry, I'm closing the door now... The weather is so cold and I don't know how to wear more..."

Sirius threw the coat that had just finished the snow onto Mrs. Rosmerta, and kept the warmth for the female boss who he felt was wearing too little. He thought he was very in line with the behavior of a British gentleman.

Alan and Penelo saw the interactive scene on the side, and looked at each other in surprise again - there was a reason why Sirius had not paid attention to emotional issues for so long after he regained his reputation.

Ms. Rosmerta is undoubtedly a very charming middle-aged witch who is popular among all ages, but this look of being too lazy to be really hot, now it seems to be splashed on the snow.
Chapter completed!