Chapter 365: Follow-up to the Bar (I have acute gastroenteritis)

Mike didn't want to drink this dirty wine, but Harry and Ron were drinking it happily.

Seeing them pick up the dusty bottles and pour them into their mouths without wiping them, Mike felt that his stomach was churning.

But this is normal. The wizarding world of the United Kingdom has a limited drinking order just like the Muggle world. That is to say, even butter beer, which is more like a drink than a wine, is not usually available to these underage wizards in Hogwarts, so Harry and Ron can't wait.

"Ha! Burp! It's delicious!"

Harry drank almost half a bottle, then burped, with a circle of yellow foam still on his mouth.

Ron, who was standing next to him, also put down his bottle of wine, raised his eyebrows and looked at the bar with longing, muttering:

"Isn't what I said right? We can order whatever we want here. I dare say that guy will definitely sell us everything. He doesn't care so much. I have always wanted to try Fire Whiskey..."

Before Ron finished speaking, Hermione came up and said word by word:

"You are a prefect!"

"Yes, Ron, you are a prefect now!" George ran over with a glass of butter beer in his hand and said, "But you have to lead by example!"

After that, George and Fred looked at each other and laughed out loud.

"Your people haven't arrived yet?" Mike frowned and looked at Hermione, "The agreed time is coming soon, right?"

"They are coming soon, I dare..."

As soon as Hermione finished speaking, the door of the pub opened, and a thick, dusty sunlight divided the room into two, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, blocked by a large group of people pouring in.

The first to appear in front of Mike were Neville, a man and a woman who were unfamiliar to Mike, followed by Parvati and Padma, as well as old acquaintance Qiu Zhang and her chattering girlfriends, and then Luna, who was alone and in a trance, and several students who were familiar to Mike but whose names he could not remember.

The Hog's Head was not big to begin with. Mike had brought a large group of people just now, and now Harry had called another large group of people. Now the entire Hog's Head was almost full, and many people didn't even have a place to sit.

The few guests in the bar who were dressed strangely and covered their heads with masks probably didn't adapt to this noisy environment. Many of them left the bar without even having time to drink their drinks. In the end, only a guy with dirty gray bandages wrapped all over his body did not leave. He seemed to be very curious about the sudden appearance of so many people in the bar.

Aberforth saw this scene, and the skinny muscles on his face kept twitching, as if he was forcibly suppressing his anger.

"Huh, there are quite a lot of people."

Mike sighed, while Hermione said with an embarrassed look:

"Uh, I hope you're not angry."

"Why should I be angry?" Mike said, "Is it because you brought too many people? Please, I'd love to have you!"

After that, Mike opened his arms and greeted everyone.

"Everyone, I didn't expect to meet you here! Are you okay?"

Neville and others who had just come in and were still looking around said yes. Among them, the girlfriends brought by Qiu Zhang were holding Mike's arms like crazy, which made Qiu Zhang next to him embarrassed.

"Sorry, Mike." Qiu Zhang said, "They are your loyal fans and are so excited to see you!"

"It's okay, Qiu. How can I blame such beautiful ladies? Don't you think so?"

Mike's words made Qiu Zhang's group of girlfriends laugh, and their hands around Mike's arms tightened.

Then George and Fred, together with Lee Jordan who arrived later, distributed the extra butter beer, and everyone found a seat and sat down.

Until then, Mike said to Qiu Zhang seriously:

"Qiu, I have to say that your choice is correct. I promised Cedric to take care of you, and this is an important step to improve your ability to protect yourself!"

"I... I don't really understand what you are talking about." Qiu Zhang was a little at a loss, "The reason I came here is just because they said that you and Harry have something to say to us."

As soon as Qiu Zhang finished speaking, Neville and others beside him also echoed him. Seeing this, Mike turned his head and looked at Hermione.

"Well, maybe I didn't make it clear at the time." Hermione explained, "But it's not too late for you to explain now, hehe."

Hearing this, Mike retracted his gaze. To be honest, the Hog's Head Bar is not a good place to talk about private matters. Although there are relatively few people here, it is a bar after all, so there are still people who listen in.

For example, the mysterious man wrapped in gray bandages and Aberforth at the bar, the two of them are now concentrating on secretly listening to the conversation of several people.

But to be honest, Mike didn't mind them eavesdropping, because even if the news got out, it wouldn't matter. After all, the initiator of this activity was Dumbledore's beloved Harry Potter. I believe Dumbledore wouldn't say anything even if he knew about it.

And if Umbridge knew about it and investigated their obstruction, it would be even better. Mike was worried that the villain Umbridge didn't do bad enough to fully unite his organization.

Thinking of this, Mike looked around, and seeing that everyone was looking at him, he slowly stood up and said:

"Everyone, I believe you should be very familiar with Professor Umbridge now. This professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts from the Ministry of Magic is different from the professors we have met before. She believes that we are not suitable for and do not need to master those practical Defense Against the Dark Arts techniques, so her courses have become boring purely theoretical courses. I personally think this is wrong, and our world is far from being safe.

Last year, Dumbledore announced the news that the You-Know-Who had made a comeback, and I believe it because Harry and I were there and witnessed the resurrection of the You-Know-Who with our own eyes."

At this point, everyone in the Hog's Head Bar began to whisper, and Aberforth at the bar was wiping a wine glass, but from his slightly trembling hands, it can be seen that his heart was not very calm at the moment.

"Well, I know that many people are skeptical about this news, because the Ministry of Magic has been promoting that the You-Know-Who has not returned. Here, I don't want to discuss the authenticity of this news with you, because time will prove everything!" Mike continued, "But even if the You-Know-Who has not been resurrected, I don't think we don't need to learn those practical Defense Against the Dark Arts, because there are still many other dangers in the world outside the school, such as the dark wizards in Knockturn Alley, and the werewolf virus infected people who specifically retaliate against society. So it is necessary for us to master those practical Defense Against the Dark Arts!

But Umbridge obviously doesn't think so at the moment, so in order to enable everyone to have enough self-protection ability, and to allow everyone to face the next various exams with more confidence, I discussed with Harry and decided to start a remedial class to teach everyone the Defense Against the Dark Arts required for actual combat!"

After speaking, the entire Hog's Head Bar fell into a strange silence.

The students invited by Hermione looked at each other, and everyone's face was full of surprise.

"Can I...can I join?" In the silence, Neville raised his hand tremblingly, lowered his head and said, "After all, I can..."

"Of course, Neville. We welcome everyone!"

Neville's face showed an embarrassed expression, and the expressions on the faces of the people around him changed from surprise to surprise, and finally followed Neville and shouted "I want to join too!" Then they all squeezed towards Mike.

Seeing this, Hermione finally smiled. She had actually expected this scene.

After all, Mike's influence inside Hogwarts is not vegetarian. The title of duel champion and triwizard champion has long equated the name Mike with the word powerful.

I believe that facing the personal teaching of such a strong man, there will definitely not be many people who will refuse.

Thinking of this, Hermione quickly took out a piece of parchment and said:

"Don't worry, if you want to participate in this event, you must sign your name. This will make it easier for us to know who has come. It should be noted that as long as you sign your name on it, it means that you know the specific content of this event and promise not to disclose it to Umbridge and others. If you can't do it, it's better not to sign it."

Mike's eyes changed slightly.

From what he perceived, this piece of parchment should be attached with a more troublesome contract magic. Hermione seemed to be explaining to everyone just now, but in fact she was setting conditions for the contract magic.

Anyone who signed on it and violated the previously established contract content will trigger the magic on it, so that the betrayer will be punished by the curse.

Mike couldn't see the specific effect of this curse, but there is no doubt that any curse must be extremely difficult to remove.

After thinking carefully, Mike did not point out the principle, but let Hermione do it.

Many people at the scene showed dissatisfaction after hearing that they had to sign, but since most people at the scene usually don't have access to this kind of contract magic, few people thought much about it.

Even Neville Longbottom, who was born in a holy pure-blood family, signed his name on the parchment after a little hesitation.

It was not until everyone signed their names that Hermione put it away and said to everyone with a smile:

"Okay, then today's activities are over. We will notify everyone of the date and location of the formal class later."

The environment in the Hog's Head Bar is not something that everyone can stand, so after Hermione announced the disbandment, most people left the bar quickly, among which Qiu Zhang and her girlfriends moved the fastest - what these girls can't stand the most is dirtiness. If it weren't for Mike, I'm afraid they wouldn't even come in.

George, Fred and others stayed in the bar. The only reason these people stayed was the wine. It seemed that they would not leave until they were drunk today.

Mike didn't mean to stop this. Umbridge's injury was expected to heal soon, which meant that George and Fred's good days were about to end.

At this moment, Mike didn't want to disturb their last revelry.

But surprisingly, Harry and Ron seemed to want to stay, but unfortunately, with Hermione's presence, their wish to drink fire whiskey was not realized in the end.

"Mike, have you found the place for class?"

Harry, who was dragged by Hermione to buy things, suddenly raised his head and asked, as if to divert attention.

"It has been prepared a long time ago, you don't have to worry about it." Mike nodded, "The place is on the eighth floor of Hogwarts, opposite the troll club hitting the stupid Barnabas, you can just let those people go there directly."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, both of them were full of confusion and puzzlement on their faces.

"I've been there, but there doesn't seem to be a classroom there?"

"That's the Room of Requirement."

Mike said in a low voice, and Hermione next to him stopped picking out the quill, and said in surprise: "Did I hear you right? You are talking about the Room of Requirement?"

"Yes, that's the one you were thinking of." Mike spread his hands, "I discovered it by chance. It should be the best place to have class."

"That's right! That place is definitely the most suitable place to be used as a secret base!"

Looking at the excited Hermione, the confusion on Harry and Ron's faces became even stronger.

"What are you talking about? What is the Room of Requirement?"

A trace of helplessness flashed across Hermione's face, and she explained:

"I am really impressed by you. If you have read "Hogwarts - A History of the School" carefully, you should know that this is a legendary room. It can almost decorate anything you want. (Ron's face showed a surprised expression) Of course, I think it still has some limitations, such as gold. It should not be able to turn it into something."

Ron's expression became lost again.

"Just be content!" Hermione put her hands on her hips, "That room is very hidden, and it can turn into a lot of teaching tools I need. It is perfect for a secret classroom."

Ron sighed and didn't say anything, but it seems that he is still unhappy about the fact that the Room of Requirement can't turn into gold.

"If you are short of money, why don't you go to George and Fred? They are rich now, and you are brothers."

As if he heard some amazing news, Ron's eyes opened wide, staring at Mike in disbelief and said:

"You actually expect George and Fred to give me pocket money? They didn't even offer me a glass of fire whiskey! Oh! You may not have seen it just now, I'll show you again."

Then Ron straightened his clothes and acted like George and Fred in an extremely contrived manner.

Ron's performance was subtle and slightly raised, and immediately Mike, Harry and others laughed.

As mentioned above, I have acute gastroenteritis. I'm in a very bad state these days. I forced myself to take this picture.

If things don't get better in the future, I may stop updating for a day or two or update less frequently. Please forgive me.