The two took a moment to finalize the house, then quietly appeared on the streets of Hogsmeade, pretending that they had just arrived.
The third-year students who came to Hogsmeade for the first time were like a group of curious babies. They were not afraid of the cold wind at all. They wandered around the village, wishing they could take in all of Hogsmeade.
After buying some sweets at Honeydukes, the two planned to go to the Three Broomsticks for some butterbeer.
Many students hid here to keep warm. As soon as Albert entered the pub, he saw Fred, George and Lee Jordan in the crowd. The three of them were talking in a corner. When George saw Albert, he made an OK gesture to him.
"Sure enough, the tavern is still lively."
Albert scanned the bar, found an empty table, and asked Isobel to take it. He went to the bar and bought two warm butterbeers from Madam Rosmerta, the charming proprietress who was very popular with the wizards.
In the novel, Ron seemed to have secretly had a crush on this person, which is really interesting to think about.
Albert returned to the table with two glasses of butterbeer and saw Hermione and Ron planning to come over and share the table with them.
“There are no other empty tables here.”
Hermione was a little embarrassed as there were indeed no empty seats in the pub. When Ron brought her over here, Hermione realized that the beautiful red-haired girl was Albert's girlfriend.
Albert handed the butterbeer to Isobel and said to them with a smile, "It's okay, sit down!"
"I'll go order some drinks," Ron said, standing up and walking towards the bar.
"I just discovered a little secret."
Isobel took a sip of butterbeer and put her head close to Albert's ear, behaving quite intimately, "Percy's brother seems to have fallen in love with Mrs. Rosmerta."
The girl lowered her voice very low, and in such a crowded pub, basically no one paid attention to her words, but Hermione seemed to have heard them. After moving her eyes away from the two of them, she looked at Ron who was buying wine, with a thoughtful look on her face.
"It's normal. All adolescent boys are like this, eager to get other people's attention, especially a pretty girl like you, who can always easily attract their attention." Albert looked at Ron's back with interest and said softly, "But I didn't expect that Ron's first love would be Madam Rosmerta. The ages of both parties... well, not suitable. I'm sure no one will support him to pursue Madam Rosmerta."
Hermione suddenly turned her head and stared at Albert, then turned her head to look at Ron, who had just paid and was walking towards her with two glasses of butterbeer. The expression on her face became more and more strange, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"What's wrong, Hermione?"
Ron placed a glass of Butterbeer in front of Hermione.
"I'm thinking about bringing a bottle of butterbeer back for Harry. It's pitiful for him to be left alone in school." Hermione awkwardly looked away, glanced at Ron secretly, took a sip of butterbeer, and tried to divert Ron's attention with other topics to prevent him from noticing that something was wrong with her.
"That's a good idea. I'll go buy it now."
Ron had just sat down when he stood up again. He reached into his pocket and found that all the silver coins he had brought with him were used up. For a moment he didn't know whether to stand or sit.
"What's wrong?"
Hermione noticed Ron's embarrassment.
"Well... I'm out of money." Ron said awkwardly.
"Here, I haven't given you the money yet when you bought something." Hermione reached into her pocket and took out a few silver Sickles, helping Ron to resolve the embarrassment very considerately.
After Ron took the silver Sickle, he walked away quickly to avoid unnecessary embarrassment by staying there any longer.
Hermione looked towards the bar again and took another look at the bar owner, Mrs. Rosmerta. She was indeed a woman with a graceful figure and a pretty face. She must have been very beautiful when she was young.
Ron seemed to actually like her.
Regardless, Ron did want to get Madam Rosmerta's attention.
Hermione was a little conflicted. She felt that as Ron's friend, she should persuade him, but for some reason, she just couldn't open her mouth and didn't know how to start.
"You like him?" Isobel asked curiously, "the red-haired boy?"
Hermione looked a little stunned when she heard that, but she quickly recovered and shook her head, "No, we're just good friends. I'm just... a little curious."
"Curiosity is the beginning of love!" Isobel said with a smile.
"No, I don't mean that kind of curiosity." Hermione didn't seem to want to talk about it, so she changed the subject and asked, "Can Albert really predict what will happen to Black?"
"You want me to help the Ministry of Magic catch Black?" Albert asked back.
"If only Blake could have been caught sooner!"
"I never thought the Ministry of Magic could catch Black." Albert simply refused: "But you will hear news about Black soon."
"Black is around Hogwarts?" Ron came back and happened to hear Albert's words and was very surprised.
"You'll find out soon enough, and don't try to order fire whiskey. Madam Rosmerta won't sell alcohol to underage students," Albert kindly reminded.
"I don't think he understands," Isobel whispered.
"I don't expect him to understand," Albert said suddenly. "Maybe he'll try to order a whiskey from Mrs. Rosmerta some other day."
After the two finished their butterbeer, they left the Three Broomsticks together.
"What did you see?" Isobel asked curiously.
"Black invaded Hogwarts." Albert did not hide it.
"During the Halloween dinner, this is not the right time..." Isobel paused, as if she had guessed something, "In other words, Black's target is not Harry Potter? Or, his mind is completely confused and he can't remember that today is Halloween Eve?"
"His target should not be Harry Potter."
"Do you know anything else?" Isobel suddenly felt that the prophet was an incredible creature. Could he really know so much about the future
"Things will gradually become clear, and this matter may be different from what we see." Albert looked at his girlfriend and smiled: "When did you become interested in Blake?"
"It's your fault that you always like to arouse other people's curiosity and never explain things clearly." The girl complained.
"It's my fault." Albert admitted his mistake and said, "Some things are not interesting once you know the answer. Let's go back. We have to go to the Room of Requirement to catch up on some sleep. I don't think we will be able to sleep tonight."
"I thought you were going to tell Dumbledore."
"The principal is very smart. People as smart as him are generally more willing to believe what they see and speculate, so I never waste time trying to convince a smart person.