Chapter 208: Get Hagrid down

His "generousness" was greeted by Harry's silence and sharp and cold eyes. This made him understand that only two floors could not be passed.

Ludo looked at Harry painfully: "This is already a lot."

"I'm not interested in these." Harry responded, "I don't even know what the third project is, so how can I make a guarantee?"

As he said that, he paused slightly and looked over meaningfully: "You are so anxious and want to drag me into the water. Are you planning to let me bear part of it if you lose the bet?"

Ludo laughed awkwardly: "How could I do this!"

Harry didn't speak, neither did George or Fred beside him, and Hermione sighed hesitantly.

How could this person have such a wrong understanding of himself?

"Harry, are you really not going to give it a try?" Ludo was a little unwilling to give up and asked again.

This time, Harry simply shook his head and refused.

Although it certainly seemed like a promising way to make money, Harry didn't want to have too much to do with a bookie, especially one who would do anything for money.

Ludo frowned.

For him, nothing is more worrying than this.

"Harry, do you know how?" Ludo hesitated, hesitating to speak.

Harry interrupted: "Don't worry, I won't be so indecisive."

Ludo nodded, thoughtfully.

When the Galleons were counted, Ludo left with a clanging bell.

George and Fred swung the bag of galleons like a bolas.

"Let's go to Hogsmeade!"

“I’ve long wanted to try Ms. Rosmerta!”

George stopped immediately and looked at his brother with a complicated expression: "No, you can't. She is very old. Even her father will not accept it, let alone her mother."

The "Ms. Rosmerta" they call her is the owner of the best pub in Hogsmeade, the "Three Broomsticks", a very charming lady.

Her appearance is not that outstanding, not comparable to Hermione's.

Even among ordinary people, he is not considered outstanding.

But she is very attractive, both in personality and figure.

A mature, wealthy woman who is the dream lover of many fifth, sixth and seventh year wizards at Hogwarts.

Sometimes, when senior students drink too much, men and women gather together and discuss how they can catch Ms. Rosmerta and make themselves the masters of the Three Broomsticks.

Fred shook his head in horror. Only then did he realize that he had said something stupid. He opened his mouth and was about to explain: "No, I didn't mean that. Although Mrs. Rosmerta is very charming, how could I."

George became more horrified than Fred: "No, that's even more impossible, Ms. Rosmerta is a serious person."

"I mean dragon's blood whiskey!" Fred's ears were red with anger and his voice was very loud, "A bottle of dragon's blood whiskey costs one galleon!"

George was suspicious: "Really?"

"Do you have any other ideas?" Fred bared his teeth and launched a money offensive, throwing money at George.

George was not to be outdone, they were playing around, dragging Hermione along, and met Ron, who was informed by Harry's Patronus, at the door of the Three Broomsticks.

Once you enter the tavern.

Mr. Weasley generously handed out two gold galleons: "Ms. Rosmerta, two bottles of dragon's blood whiskey."

Dragon's blood has twelve uses, not including being made into alcoholic beverages.

This is just a product of a group of drunkards enjoying themselves.

As the most famous whiskey in the wizarding world, it is very dangerous, especially pure dragon's blood whiskey.

Ms. Rosmerta dug two bottles out of the wine cellar.

He took out five thumb-sized wine cups, looked at Harry, hesitated, and replaced one of them with an ordinary-sized cup.

He looked at Hermione and Ron again and took back the two cups.

The wine was extremely viscous, with a snot-like texture, and the smell of alcohol and blood surged out, making Hermione's eyes dazzle, and tears immediately rolled out of her eyes.

George and Fred also looked a little ugly.

Oops, it was a bit rushed!

Harry's expression remained unchanged, he shook the cup and took a sip.

The hot breath cut open his throat and cut down his esophagus, almost threatening to burn his body.

There was a sparkle in his eyes.

I will never scold the wizard's wine for not being tasty enough in the future. Just in terms of taste and the stimulation it brings to the body, it's not much worse than the White Seagull.

Harry blushed!

George and Fred turned greener.

They all know that Harry is a very good drinker. After blowing a bottle of vodka or whiskey, his face does not turn red and his heart does not beat. It takes a whole group of young wizards from the Lions Court to drink Harry almost like this.

degree.

But now it’s just one bite.

"Don't you want to drink?" Ms. Rosmerta looked at their hesitation and joked, "Of course, it's okay if you don't drink. After all, this is dragon's blood whiskey."

"Not even the most mature man would order it, let alone you two little wizards."

George and Fred were about to walk down the stage, raising their hands as if to push the wine to Harry.

Ms. Rosmerta sighed and looked at Harry: "It's a pity, Harry is too young, and"

She said nothing, only smiled and looked at Hermione.

"It would be great if I could meet a man who can drink dragon's blood whiskey in the future."

She leaned over the bar and held her chin in her hands.

Hermione's eyes were a little dizzy.

George and Fred looked at each other, took a deep breath, and saw the courage in each other's eyes. Mrs. Rosmerta said that she would not be able to survive without drinking this wine.

Suffocate it in one gulp.

The world was spinning in their eyes, and they suddenly put on clothes.

After a while, the two of them started talking nonsense, about how we would marry Mrs. Rosmerta back to be Jordan Lee's wife after we finished the Weasley Brothers Joke Workshop.

The relationship was so messed up that Hermione and Madam Rosmerta couldn't even figure it out on their fingers.

Harry was about to take the money from George's pocket and take them away, at least without being embarrassed and throwing it outside the Gryffindor common room.

Hagrid opened the door and walked in.

His face was full of frustration, and he didn't even look up at the people in the tavern. He lowered his head and walked familiarly to a corner, and waved half-heartedly to the counter.

Mrs. Rosmerta waved her wand, and a box of drinks that had been prepared flew towards Hagrid.

Harry took a quick glance and saw that they were all high-concentration spirits.

"What's going on, Professor Hagrid?" Harry let go and left George and Fred behind. They both giggled and arched forward like caterpillars.

"I'm not sure." Rosmerta shook his head. "He's been like this since Christmas. He comes almost two or three times a week, and even every day during the holidays."

"Although it's a good thing for me that Professor Hagrid is now the Three Broomsticks' biggest customer."

"It's only been two months, and he's spent more than a hundred galleons on me."

The consumption of the Three Broomsticks is not high, after all, the little wizards from Hogwarts are also an important source of customers for this store.

Even if you come every day, you may not be able to spend a hundred galleons at the Three Broomsticks over the course of a year.

"But I'm really worried about him. Although he is very strong, something will happen sooner or later if this goes on." Rosmerta frowned, her tone was genuine, not the kind of hypocrisy directed at the guests.

Hermione tugged at Harry's sleeve.

"I heard it was because of feelings?" Rosmerta lowered her voice, "Have you heard of it?"

"It seems that he is pursuing Ms. Maxim."

Ron responded to her: "Of course we know, or in other words, there is almost no one in Hogwarts who doesn't know the news."

"How could he think of pursuing Madam Maxime? She is the principal of Beauxbatons." Ms. Rosmerta sighed again, "That kind of woman."

Harry interrupted her: "Ms. Maxim is just an ordinary principal."

Rosmerta looked at him in surprise.

As the principal of one of the three most outstanding magic schools in Europe, how can he be called "unremarkable"?

But then I thought about it.

Based on Harry's current achievements and performance, it is not too much to use such a word to describe Ms. Maxim.
To be continued...