Drinking black tea calmly at Hogwarts

Hogsmeade, where Christmas is approaching, looks like a Christmas card: the huts and shops are covered with a layer of crunchy snow, and there are holly wreaths on the doors of each house. Enchanted candles hung in clusters on the tree.

The students walking on the snowy streets of Hogsmeade put on thick cloaks, scarves and hats.

Only a classmate surnamed Zhang walked around the street in a long robe, relying on the heating function of his robe.

In Honeydukes, Zhang Xu once again asked the boss to come to the product catalog to scan the goods. He chose a piece of each candy, and then entrusted the boss to pack these candies and send them to Gabriel at Christmas.

As for the unusual flavored candies like the bloody lollipop, can Gabriel share it with her classmates.

After shopping around in the shops on both sides of the street, Zhang Xu decided to drink something at the Three Broomsticks to warm up his body.

In front of the Three Broomsticks Bar, Zhang Xu met a group of acquaintances.

A dignified man in a lime green bowler hat and a thin striped cloak was talking to Hagrid, flanked by Professor McGonagall and Flitwick.

"Hello, Mr. Minister."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Zhang."

After Professor McGonagall introduced the two, Zhang Xu and Fudge shook hands and said hello.

The entrance of the bar where the snow was falling was obviously not a place for chatting, so everyone walked into the bar together and found a table and sat down.

"A small glass of canyon water"

"Mine," said Professor McGonagall.

"Four Pints ​​of Mead"

"Thanks, Rosmerta," said Hagrid.

“A sherry soda with ice and conch”

"Yes," said Professor Flitwick, smacking his lips.

"82 Sprite"

"Thank you, Ms. Rosmerta." Zhang Xu thanked the charming proprietress in front of him.

"Then yours is red currant rum, minister."

"Thank you, Rosmerta, dear," said Fudge. "I must say, it's good to see you again. You'll have a drink, too, so you can sit with us."

"Okay. Thank you, Minister." Rosmerta found a chair and sat beside Fudge.

Zhang Xu was listening to Rosmerta complaining to Fudge about the dementors affecting his bar business, and remembered a famous aria in a model play.

"Smile when you meet, don't think about it afterwards"

Perhaps this ability to meet and laugh is a must-have skill for owners of bars and teahouses.

"Rosmerta, my dear, I don't like them as much as you do," said Fudge uneasily. "Necessary precaution. But you're right, I just met a few. They are very important to Dumbledore." Very annoyed—he wouldn't let them into the castle grounds."

"I don't think they should be allowed in," said Professor McGonagall sharply. "How can we teach with these horrible things floating around?"

"Yes, yes," shrieked the diminutive Professor Flitwick.

"Mr. Minister," Zhang Xu thought for a while

Said to Fudge, "Why don't you arrange for me to talk to the dementors today, maybe I can make them give up their plan to go into the castle."

Everyone around the wine table looked at Zhang Xu in surprise, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Mr. Zhang, dementors are difficult to deal with." Fudge said, "They are very stubborn and will not listen to anyone's persuasion."

"Let's try it first, maybe my method will be successful." Zhang Xu said with a smile.

Several professors at Hogwarts were silent after hearing Zhang Xu's words. They had a kind of enigmatic trust in Zhang Xu, a student who often opened his mind and had a hula hoop on his neck, because he always He can do things that other wizards can't think of, and he can get things done every time.On this point, even Hagrid, who had been at odds with Zhang Xu, had to admit it.

Rosmerta stared curiously at this student who had often heard about his miraculous deeds from other students recently, as if he wanted to see through him.

Fudge thought for a while, then nodded and agreed to the matter.

The topic on the wine table turned back to Black who escaped from prison.

"I think Harry should come over and listen to this matter." Zhang Xu once again left the table speechless.

"This is not good for Potter." Professor McGonagall said to Zhang Xu.

"It's up to Harry to decide whether it's good or not, Professor McGonagall." Zhang Xu said to Professor McGonagall, "Harry is not a child being cared for in a greenhouse. He has his own thoughts and judgments. In Black In this matter, I think Harry also has the right to know. And Harry already knows a lot about Black from Professor Scarlet and Professor Lupine. Harry is now at the age of rebellion, if we Don't tell him, when he knows these things from other places, he will think that we are hiding him for some purpose, then he will act without us. We should not ignore him as a Gryffin If he uses his courage to seek revenge on Black, I am afraid things will get worse. Harry has many friends around now, if he knows everything, then he will discuss with everyone , if Harry has any risky thoughts, everyone will dispel him. If he really needs to take action, then everyone will help him, which is many times better than him going to Black alone .”

Zhang Xu looked at Professor McGonagall without giving in.

Professor McGonagall was obviously intimidated by Zhang Xu's assumption that Harry went to fight Black alone, and finally nodded.

Seeing Professor McGonagall nodding, Zhang Xu turned around and said to the Christmas tree behind him, "So, Harry, come and listen."

Under the surprised eyes of Professor McGonagall and others, Harry came out from behind the Christmas tree.

Looking at Harry's determined eyes, Professor McGonagall said to him: "You must promise me one thing first, Potter. No matter what the circumstances, you can't go to Black by yourself."

"I promise you, Professor McGonagall," said Harry.

"Zhang, I don't see at all that you are at the same rebellious age as Harry," Flitwick said, "A lot of times I think you are more like an adult."

"I think my behavior just now is already rebellious enough, Professor Flitwick." Zhang Xu said with a smile, "No one in the Ministry of Magic would dare to speak to you in the tone I just did, Mr. Minister."

Fudge, who was pulled into the water, could only hehe.

After this interruption, the tense atmosphere between Zhang Xu and Professor McGonagall has dissipated.