radicalducati Chapter 142 Even the Scarred Man Can Understand Romance
Chapter 142 Even the Scarred Man Can Understand Romance
Chapter 143 Even the Scarred Man Can Understand Romance
Picking up where we left off, Hermione claimed to be unassuming in her daily life, so how did the bartender, who was far from the school, know her two names?
Harry and Ron, upon hearing this, also felt something was amiss.
When the bartender brought over the tender chicken and plump duck, Ron gripped his wand tightly from his robes and said calmly:
"Excuse me, sir, how did you know my name?"
The bartender, without looking up, chuckled and said, "Oh, of course I know you, Mr. Weasley, the famous Hogwarts student, the daredevil."
Upon hearing this, Ron puffed out his chest, his face radiating arrogance.
"And it's the owner of the Skyrocket Marked Rat. I heard that the crazy big rat has already spread to Hogsmeade."
"The post office manager is terrified of you, after all, he has sixty or seventy miniature bards, and now small owls are not available for rent at all."
These words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, causing Ron's face to turn pale and then red, as if he were a little devil who had sprung out of the underworld, and his spine snapped to pieces with a "crack".
"Strictly speaking, Scabbers isn't my pet," Ron said dryly. "My brother and his family were Scabbers' previous owners."
"But you were the most famous owner, weren't you?"
Ron remained silent, silently drinking his wine.
Hermione still looked suspicious and asked, "And what about me? How did you know my name?"
"Ah, the students who come here all say that Harry Potter has a beautiful girl who is always by his side, named Granger."
"I bet that's you."
After saying that, the bartender left.
"Looks like I was overthinking it." Hermione blushed and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "He's fine."
Ron said indignantly, "I don't think so. I think he looks a bit like a Death Eater."
Harry laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "Brother, don't be angry. That rat was so terrifying! Even I was scared out of my wits, let alone others!"
These men, munching on fatty meat and drinking fine wine, left an utter mess of dishes and bones, before finally wiping their mouths and stepping out.
Harry had only taken a few steps when he couldn't see Ron anywhere. He turned around and saw the man clutching a bottle of brandy, his face already showing signs of drunkenness.
Harry exclaimed, "Oh dear! We've come all this way to Hogsmeade, why must you indulge in drinking, brother? What a waste of time!"
"It would be better to wait until we return to our quarters in the evening, and then gather all our sisters and brothers together for a hearty drink. Wouldn't that be more enjoyable than drinking alone now?"
Ron shook his head and said wistfully, "You guys go ahead and look around. I just... miss Banban a little."
Harry wanted to try to persuade him again, but Hermione's eyes lit up, and she grabbed Harry's arm and dragged him outside.
"Harry, let Ron have some peace and quiet. If Crookshanks were to disappear, I would be devastated too."
"Ron! We'll go to Honey Duke and bring you some sweet honey candies!"
After saying that, he shoved Harry out of the bar and headed straight for Honeydukes candy store.
The candy store was packed with people, shoulder to shoulder, mostly Hogwarts students.
Hermione, being from a wealthy family, bought a little of every kind of candy, filling her paper bag to bursting, making Harley Quinn reluctant to part with it.
After the shopping was finished, Harry said doubtfully, "When did my older sister become so fond of sweets? Even if the two of us ate them as a meal, it would take us a while to finish them."
"Because I want Ron to try it too."
Hermione reached into her bag and rummaged around, intending to take out a Super Bubble Gum, but after hesitating for a moment, she pulled out a two-foot-long mint hard candy and held it to Harry's lips.
"As a reward for helping me carry things, I'll feed you."
He then coughed again, "After all, we have to follow the law of equilibrium, so I can't let you help me for nothing."
Harry didn't stand on ceremony either. He opened his mouth, took a bite, chewed it, swallowed it, and chuckled, "No wonder all the people from the four houses come to Hogsmeade. It's really delicious."
Hermione beamed with joy as she strolled alongside Harry, feeding him as they went.
By the time we reached the top of the slope, the sun had already set. Looking back, we saw: scattered fragments of jade fluttering down, and thousands of white tiles stretching out like a continuous ribbon. Figures appeared indistinctly on the stone path; hooded figures carrying lanterns hurried along, while those in cloaks with canes left trails of footprints, treading on jade dust in twos and threes.
Soft whispers and laughter drifted on the wind, mingling with the aroma of roasted meat and sugar, making one feel as if they had stumbled upon a grand banquet. This was truly a wizard's market, far removed from the bustling world of mortals.
Hermione's nose was slightly red as she stood beside Harry and said softly, "Hogsmeade is really nice, it feels even better than Hogwarts."
Harry nodded in agreement, "Indeed, especially Honey Duke. I just went there with my elder sister, and I was truly delighted."
Hermione heard these words and was instantly thrown into turmoil. Her eyes darted around, unsure of what to do.
"Huh, Harry? What do you mean by that?"
"Look, elder sister, the Honey Duke is located on a street corner, with wide open views all around and no concealment whatsoever. It is truly easy to defend and difficult to attack."
"We only need to guard that hilltop with the four of us Auror-like wizards, and the entire long street will be under our control."
Hermione's expression froze, and the words she had been preparing vanished. She forced a smile and said, "Yes, yes."
"I think so too..."
Harry was overjoyed to see her agree. "Oh my! I only knew that you were a quick-witted person, I had no idea you also had a talent for military strategy!"
"Elder sister, take another look at the village as a whole. It is located in a valley depression, surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only one 'bottle mouth' for entry and exit. This opening is blocked by a river, which is a natural barrier."
"This treasure land is truly tempting to visit!"
Hermione listened to Harry's words and became captivated. After pondering for a while, she nodded repeatedly, her eyes shining even brighter.
"That's right. We can cast a spell near the river to prevent flight and floating, and then release the Grindelwald and mermaids into the river to ensure safety."
"At that time, we will capture some dangerous magical creatures from the Forbidden Forest and release them into the mountains. We will hollow out the tree trunks and raise Boggarts inside, which will greatly help prevent enemy attacks."
Harry bowed deeply, saying, "Elder sister is truly extraordinary! If I were to rise up in rebellion, I would certainly appoint elder sister as my strategist!"
Hermione stared intently at Hogsmeade, lost in thought. "No wonder the goblin rebellion of 1612 happened near Hogsmeade; they must have wanted to take over this place and rebuild the goblin kingdom—"
Hermione blinked, snapped back to reality, and was suddenly startled.
Wait, why did I find this topic so appealing just now?
Could I have been assimilated by Harry?
The story goes that Granger, at the tender age of thirteen, had her youthful beauty robbed by Harry. Originally a delicate young woman, not a man, why then did she become so fond of military strategy and diligently practice martial arts?
(End of this chapter)