The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 701 Ron's First Love

It took the two of them a while to finalize the issue of the house, and then pretended that they had just arrived, quietly appearing on the streets of Hogsmeade village.

The third-year students who came to Hogsmeade for the first time, like a group of curious babies, were not afraid of the cold wind at all. They wandered around the village, wishing to take Hogsmeade into their eyes.

After shopping for sweets at Honeydukes, the two headed to the Three Broomsticks for some butterbeer.

Many students hid 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. When George saw Albert, he gestured to him with an OK sign.

"Sure enough, it's still lively in the tavern."

Albert scanned the bar, found an empty table, and asked Isobel to take a seat.He went to the bar to buy two cups of warmed butterbeer from Madam Rosmerta, a charming proprietress who was very popular with wizards.

In the novel, Ron also seems to have secretly fallen in love with this one, 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 vacant tables here."

Hermione was a little embarrassed. There was indeed no room in the tavern. When Ron brought her over here, Hermione discovered that the beautiful red-haired girl was Albert's girlfriend.

Albert handed the butter beer to Isobel, smiled and said to the two, "It's okay, sit down!"

"I'm going to order a drink." Ron said and got up and walked towards the bar.

"I just discovered a little secret."

Isobel took a sip of the butter beer, put his head close to Albert's ear, and behaved quite intimately, "Percy's younger brother seems to like that Mrs. Rosmerta."

The girl's voice was very low. In such a crowded tavern, almost no one noticed what she said, but Hermione seemed to hear it. Ron looked thoughtful.

"It's normal. Adolescent boys are like this, eager to get other people's attention, especially a beautiful girl like you, who can always easily attract their attention." 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 the two parties... well, it's not suitable. I'm sure no one will support him to pursue Mrs. Rosmerta."

Hermione suddenly turned her head to stare at Albert, and then turned her head to look at Ron who had just paid and came towards this side with two glasses of butterbeer. The expression on his face became more and more strange, and he didn't know what was going on what.

"What's the matter, Hermione?"

Ron put a butterbeer in front of Hermione.

"I'm wondering whether to bring Harry a bottle of butterbeer home. He's left alone at school, it's pathetic." Hermione looked away in embarrassment, then sneaked another glance at Ron, and took a sip of the butterbeer , trying to divert Ron's attention with other topics, lest he see something wrong with him.

"That's a good idea, I'm going to buy it now."

As soon as Ron sat down, he got up again, reached into his pocket, and found that the silver coins he brought had been used up, and he didn't know whether to stand or sit for a while.

"what happened?"

Hermione noticed Ron's embarrassment.

"Well... I'm out of money," said Ron awkwardly.

"Here, I bought something just now, and I haven't given you the money yet." Hermione reached into her pocket for money, handed a few silver Sickles to Ron, and helped Ron relieve the embarrassment very intimately.

After Ron took Silver Sickle, he walked away quickly, lest staying here would add to the embarrassment.

Hermione looked at the bar again, and looked again at the bar owner, Mrs. Rosmerta. She was indeed a woman with a graceful figure and a beautiful face. She should have been beautiful when she was young.

Ron seemed to really like her.

Either way, Ron did want Madam Rosmerta's attention.

Hermione was a little conflicted. 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 astonished, but she quickly returned to normal. She shook her head and said, "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 happened to Black?"

"You want me to help the Ministry of Magic catch Black?" Albert asked back.

"If only Black could have been caught sooner!"

"I never thought that the Ministry of Magic could catch Black." Albert flatly refused: "However, you will hear about Black soon."

"Black is around Hogwarts?" Ron was surprised when he heard Albert's words after he came back.

"You will know soon, and don't try to order Flame Whiskey, 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, "Maybe, he will try to order a glass of whiskey with Mrs. Rosmerta someday."

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 didn't hide it.

"It's not the right time for the Halloween dinner..." Isobel paused, as if he had guessed something, "In other words, Black's target is not Harry Potter? Or, his mind is completely confused and he can't remember clearly Today is Halloween?"

"His target should not be Harry Potter."

"Do you know anything else?" Isobel suddenly felt that a prophet is an incredible creature, can he really know so many things about the future?
"Things will gradually become clear. This matter may not be the same as what we saw." Albert looked at his girlfriend and smiled, "When did you become interested in Black?"

"Who made 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. "There are some things, it's not interesting to know the answer. Let's go back. We will have to go to the Room of Response later to catch up on sleep. I probably won't be able to sleep tonight."

"I thought you'd tell Dumbledore."

"The principal is very smart. People who are 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. It is really too difficult."

"Aren't I smart?" Isobel couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Of course you are smart, but you are willing to be persuaded by me."

(End of this chapter)