Hogwarts: Become the Heir of the Family at the Start

Chapter 33 Hogsmeade Village

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at dusk.

Hodge, who was also thought of by Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, sneaked out of Hufflepuff’s lounge with Quincy.

“Hodge, are we really going there?”

Quincy was not used to doing this for the first time, and looked nervous.

“Relax, buddy, we are just going there to buy some things. Besides, we use secret tunnels back and forth. No one will find us at all. Don’t worry.”

“Although it is said, but…”

“Shut up, are you still going?”

“Go go…”

When Hodge became angry, Quincy surrendered immediately, never daring to talk about it anymore.

Really owe it to clean up!

Hodge cast a corner of his mouth, and then led Quincy to a corridor on the third floor.

“That’s it.”

Glancing at the humped one-eyed witch statue in front of him, Hodge took out his wand and lightly tapped the statue, and at the same time uttered the spell of ‘separate left and right’.

Just listen to a soft sound.

The statue’s hunchback automatically cut open, revealing a dark hole.

“Let’s go.”

“Hodge, this kind of hole…”

Hodge lifted a kick and kicked Quincy the bullshit directly, and then he himself jumped into the hole.

In the dark space was a stone slide. Accompanied by Quincy’s scream, the two of them slid all the way to a flat ground more than ten minutes later.

“Fluorescence flickers.”

Hodge took out his magic wand to illuminate it, and found that the space here was not large, except for the upward stone staircase on the other side, there was nothing else.

“Don’t scream, keep up.”

With a cry of mourning Quincy, Hodge also stepped onto the stairs

Walking up, there are about two hundred stone steps. After passing this long staircase, the two of Hodge came to the end.

Click~

Pushing open a trap door, Hodge got out of the ground and found himself in a messy cellar.

There were dust and cobwebs everywhere, as well as some sloppy things. Obviously, this place hadn’t been cleaned for a long time.

“Hodge, where is this?”

Quincy also crawled out from under the door panel, and asked while looking around.

“The cellar, can’t you see it?”

“No, I mean…”

“Where is so much nonsense, just go out with me and have a look.”

“Oh…”

Like a bag, Quincy followed Hodge, walking through the messy things all the way out of the cellar.

On the ground, is a candy store.

Rows of shelves are lined with various candies and snacks.

Looking at it, a large area of ​​colorful flowers directly showed Quincy in a daze.

Fortunately, the business of this candy store is good, and many people are choosing goods, but no one has found Hodge and Quincy running out of the cellar.

“Get what you want. I’ll treat you today.”

Pretending to have just come in through the door, Hodge pushed Quincy and asked him to pick something in the store.

“Then…then I’m not welcome!”

Quincy chuckled and couldn’t take care of that much anymore, and in a blink of an eye he ran into the pile of candies and picked them happily.

It’s just a little money.

Hodge didn’t mind this either, he walked to the counter and spoke a few words with the shop owner.

“Child, it seems that it is not the time for Hogwarts holiday, and according to your age, you shouldn’t be here.”

The owner of the candy store is a hump-backed old man with a gray beard. He glanced at Hodge in front of the counter and said with a joking smile on his face.

“Yes, I’m a first-year student, but who made the Honey Duke Candy House so famous, but I can’t sleep at night when I look at it.”

Pretending to be a little adult, Hodge said solemnly.

“Haha~~”

The shop owner was really amused, and cheerfully pulled off several of his beards.

“Little guy, since you are a loyal fan of the Honey Duke, these candies will be given to you, and you don’t need to spend any money.”

While speaking, the old man took down a bag of candies from the shelf and handed it to Hodge’s hand.

“Thank you so much, sir, what is your name?” Hodge asked calmly.

“Croft, Froome.”

“Oh, I heard of Ambrosio Froom in school, is he your family?”

“That’s right child, you are talking about my youngest son. He is in his twenties this year. In fact, this store was founded by their husband and wife.”

“By the way, Ambrosio is also a student of Hogwarts. His grades in the potions class were pretty good that year, and he was loved by Professor Slughorn. I think because of this, the two of them can invent the invention. Come out so many different kinds of candies.”

Old Froome spoke very proudly and proudly.

“So that’s the case, Senior Ambrose is very good.”

Hodge opened his eyes wide, showing a proper look of admiration.

“Haha, that’s it, there are many people smarter than him.”

But saying so, when he heard his son being praised, Old Froom laughed happily, and his face became a little ruddy.

“Mr. Nafrum, you…”

Like a real kid, Hodge asked some more questions.

Of course, this is all on the bright side.

In fact, when he came out this time, Hodge was just doing a test to see if Dumbledore would stare at him for fun. *