Chapter 701 Ron’s first love
The two took some time to finalize the issue of the house, and then pretended that they had just arrived and quietly appeared on the streets of Hogsmeade.
The third grade students who came to Hogsmeade for the first time were like a group of curious babies, not afraid of the cold wind at all. They wandered around the village, eager to take in all of Hogsmeade.
After the two purchased sweets at Honeydukes Candy Shop, they planned to drink butterbeer at Three Broomsticks.
Many students were hiding here to keep warm. As soon as Albert entered the tavern, he saw Fred, George and Lee Jordan in the crowd. The three of them gathered in the corner and whispered. After George saw Albert, he gave him an OK gesture.
“Sure enough, the tavern is still lively.”
Albert scanned the bar, found an empty table, and asked Isobel to go over and take a seat. He went to the bar to buy two glasses of warm butterbeer from Mrs. Rosmerta. This charming landlady was very popular among the wizards.
In the novel, Ron seems to have had a secret crush on this person, which is really interesting when you think about it.
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. There was really no room in the tavern. When Ron brought her over, Hermione discovered that the beautiful red-haired girl was Albert's girlfriend.
Albert handed the butterbeer to Isobel, smiled and said to the two of them: "It's okay, sit down!"
“I’m going to order a drink.” Ron said, getting up and walking towards the bar.
“I just discovered a little secret.”
Isobel took a sip of butterbeer and put her head next to Albert's ear, acting quite intimately. "Percy's brother seems to have fallen in love with Mrs. Rosmerta."
The girl's voice was very low. In such a crowded tavern, almost no one noticed her words, but Hermione seemed to hear her. After moving her eyes away from the two of them, she looked towards buying drinks. Ron looked thoughtful.
"It's normal. All adolescent boys are like this. They crave attention from others, especially beautiful girls like you. They can always attract their attention easily." Albert looked at Ron's back with interest. , said softly, "However, I didn't expect that Ron's first love would be Mrs. Rosmerta. The ages of both parties...well, are inappropriate. I'm sure no one will support him in pursuing Mrs. Rosmerta."
Hermione suddenly turned her head to stare at Albert, and then turned to look at Ron, who had just paid and came over with two glasses of butterbeer. The expression on his face became weirder, and she didn't know what was going on in her mind. What.
“What’s the matter, Hermione?”
Ron placed a glass of butterbeer in front of Hermione.
"I was wondering if I should bring Harry a bottle of butterbeer back. It's quite pitiful for him to be left alone at school." Hermione looked away awkwardly, glanced at Ron secretly, and took a sip of butterbeer. , trying to divert Ron's attention with other topics so that he would not see what was wrong with him.
“That’s a good idea. I’ll buy it now.”
As soon as Ron sat down, he stood up again. He reached into his pocket and found that the silver coins he had brought had been used up. For a moment, he didn't know whether he was standing or sitting.
"What's wrong?"
Hermione noticed Ron's embarrassment.
“Well…I’ve run out of money.” Ron said awkwardly.
“Here, I just bought something, and I haven’t given you the money yet.” Hermione reached into her pocket to take out the money, handed a few silver coins to Ron, and thoughtfully helped to relieve Ron’s embarrassment.
After Ron took Silverxico, he quickly walked away to avoid further embarrassment by staying here.
Ron seems to really like her.
No matter how you look at it, Ron really wants to attract Mrs. Rosmerta's attention.
Hermione was a little confused. She felt that as Ron's friend, she should persuade him, but she didn't know what was going on. She just couldn't speak, and she didn't know how to speak.
“You like him?” Isobel asked curiously, “That red-haired boy?”
Hermione's expression was a little startled when she heard this, but she quickly returned to normal, shook her head and said, "No, we are 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 this matter, so she changed the topic and asked: "Can Albert really predict what happened to Black?"
"You want me to help the Ministry of Magic catch Black?" Albert asked.
“If only Blake could be caught sooner!”
"I never thought the Ministry of Magic could catch Black." Albert simply refused: "However, you will hear news about Black soon."
"Black is around Hogwarts?" After Ron came back, he happened to hear Albert's words and was very surprised.
"You will know soon, and don't try to order firewhiskey, Mrs. Rosmerta will not sell alcohol to underage students." Albert reminded kindly.
“I don’t think he understands,” Isobel whispered.
"I didn't expect him to understand," Albert said suddenly. "Perhaps he will try to order a whiskey from Madam Rosmerta some other time."
After the two drank the butterbeer in their glasses, they left the Three Broomsticks together.
“What did you see again?” Isobel asked curiously.
“Black invaded Hogwarts.” Albert did not hide it.
"During the Halloween dinner, this is the wrong time..." Isobel paused, seeming to have guessed something, "In other words, Black's target is not Harry Potter? Or, his mind is completely confused and he can't remember today. Is it Halloween?”
“His target shouldn’t be Harry Potter.”
“Do you know anything else?” Isobel suddenly felt that prophets are really incredible creatures. Can they really know so many things 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."
“You always like to arouse the curiosity of others, but don’t explain things clearly.” The girl complained.
"It's my fault." Albert simply admitted his mistake and said, "Some things are not interesting if you know the answer. Let's go back. We have to go to the Room of Requirement to catch up on sleep later. I probably won't 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 on, so I never waste time trying to convince a smart person. It’s really difficult.”
“Am I not smart?” Isobel couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows.
“Of course you are very smart, but you are willing to be convinced by me.”
(End of this chapter)