In this Hogwarts without a savior

Chapter 112 110. Be the Best

After waiting here for less than an hour, Aberforth came back with an ugly expression on his face.

"I saw him in the Three Broomsticks, but he wasn't alone, Barty Crouch Jr., the Carrows, the school doctor Lestrange, and twenty-eight other purebloods The professors from the family are all gathered there, they should be throwing some kind of party."

Jon sat on an empty wine barrel, his face was gloomy, and finally said.

"We'll wait and see when they go back, and whether they go back together or separately."

Aberforth didn't let Jon wait here, he took him to a guest room on the second floor of the tavern, and asked him to rest here first, after all, no matter what the result tonight was, he would definitely be tired from running around during the day tomorrow.

Settled Jon, Aberforth closed an hour earlier than usual, kicked the last drunk out of the shop at 11 o'clock, closed the shop afterwards, and went to the three broomsticks himself Stalk around the bar.

He chose a just right position where he could see the group of Hogwarts faculty members who were drinking and playing cards in the bar lobby from the side, but the people inside couldn't see him from this angle.

The weather in early February was still very cold, and the cold wind made his wrinkled face a little numb, but Aberforth stayed on guard until about two o'clock in the morning.

When he saw Dolokhov finished his last game of cards and turned around to go to the hotel on the second floor of the Three Broomsticks Bar, he couldn't help but clenched his fists angrily and punched the wall beside him hard.

Then he didn't care about his already bruised hands, he turned around and walked quickly towards his tavern.

When he came to the second floor of the Pig's Head Bar, he woke up Jon, who was in a light sleep.

"He spent the night in that bar."

"Is everyone else asleep?"

"No, except for him, the rest of the people are still playing cards in the hall."

Jon rubbed his face with his cold hands and let out a light breath.

He knew very well what Dolokhov would mean if he stayed in the Three Broomsticks tonight.

Barty Jr., the Carroll brothers and sisters, and other professors from Hogwarts Castle are all there. Even with the invisibility cloak and Aberforth, Jon has no way to guarantee that he can take Dolojo to him in such an environment. Husband solves.

They were the only ones left there. After putting on the cloak of invisibility, how would they enter the bar with the closed door?
Even if you find the right opportunity to sneak in, how can you avoid sneaking to the second floor when the first floor is full of Hogwarts professors?

It's not that they can't succeed, but that the risk is too great. If they choose to take risks and tonight's operation fails, it will affect not only the rescue of the students from Hogwarts castle tomorrow, but also Dumbledore's other activities. Plans are obviously also likely to go wrong.

Jon bowed his head in silence for a long time, and in the end he didn't make up his mind to take this risk.

It's okay to save people, but you can't put your own people at risk of sacrifice just to save people.

If they were exposed tonight, Jon and Aberforth would definitely be able to escape, but the Ministry of Magic would definitely be alerted, and the scope of the impact would be too great.

"It's okay." Jon sat up from the bed and put on his own robe, without much frustration or disappointment on his face, he said in a flat voice, "Since we can't play tricks, let's go straight."

Aberforth sighed.

"You can't keep everyone safe."

"As long as we do our best, no matter what the result is, we will never regret it!"

On Thursday morning, in the Hogwarts carriage.

The students who were responsible for making breakfast got up early today and got busy in the kitchen.

The second-year students still need to help the senior students for another year, and this morning, the four of them, Neville and the others, were helping fry eggs in the kitchen.

They have begun to cook some food that does not require skills. Four people share a pot, half-boiled eggs are sizzling in it, and the fourth grade students who are in charge of the dinner are preparing sandwiches and grilled sausages for breakfast.

"You fried too tenderly, Ron, I just saw that the yolks in some fried eggs are still liquid." Lavender stared at Ron's finished result and taught him a lesson.

Ron shrugged indifferently.

"That's what I like to eat, but Percy doesn't like it. He prefers an older fried egg. I hope he can taste my creation when the time comes."

Neville stared at his pan, thinking.

"I don't know what Jon has been doing recently?"

Ron clicked his tongue.

"Maybe Jon has been assigned a great job. Not only does he not have to go to class every day, but he can also eat roasted elbows in the morning!"

"Jon wouldn't eat such greasy food early in the morning." Justin muttered softly.

While they were chatting, Neville keenly noticed that the door behind them had been opened, so he turned his head and saw the person coming, and couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly.

"Professor Dumbledore."

Hearing his voice, it was only at this time that the three of Ron realized that they turned around and saw Dumbledore walking into the kitchen with a smile.

"Roasted elbow is not for breakfast, of course, but fried eggs are great with sandwiches." He obviously heard the conversation between them just now, and smiled, "Give me a copy of your creation first, Ron, I also I like tender ones. Lavender, please help me go to Sphinx and them to get a sandwich and pumpkin juice, and there is no need for grilled sausages, and my appetite will not be so good when I get old."

He naturally sat in front of a vacant preparation table in the kitchen. Ron blushed and found the most decent one from his own works, put it on an empty plate and brought it to Dumbledore In front of Lido.

Lavender also trotted all the way to get a thick sandwich and warm pumpkin juice from the fourth grade students, and carefully handed it to Dumbledore.

In the past, Dumbledore would go to the dining hall to eat with the students. Occasionally, he would come to the kitchen to see if there was any food left. If he couldn’t find it, he would make it himself. .

Today was the first time Neville and the others saw the headmaster get up so early and come directly to the kitchen for breakfast.

While controlling the heat of the fried eggs, Neville asked curiously at Dumbledore, who was eating breakfast earnestly.

"Do you have something to go out today? Professor."

Dumbledore cut open Ron's fried egg with a knife and fork, and the egg yolk flowed out immediately, the old man replied softly.

"Today I'm going to see two old friends."

(End of this chapter)