Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

This Easter, Ms. Rosemerta added a new wine to the wine list of the three broom bars. Its wine glass is made of chocolate eggshells, with various colorful patterns drawn on it, which are colorful and intoxicating.

According to Ms. Rosemerta, this kind of egg wine glass was specially ordered by the Duke of Honey, but it took her a lot of time to design patterns!

Right now, the fat master of Hohenheim's family is holding the eggshells with interest, and it seems that Ms. Rosmerta's new ideas are very suitable for him.

However, compared with this big fat brother, Sarah seemed to be a little boring. Although Maca also ordered her a chocolate egg filled with fruit juice, she didn't even touch it, just staring sideways at the vapor-filled window and looking out the window vaguely. world.

"Oh, uh ... don't worry," Master Fat saw that Maka seemed to care about his younger sister, and couldn't help but whisper in his ear, "She can take care of herself.

Maca heard the words and shrugged with a smile.

He certainly knew that the little girl from Hohenheim's was obviously an unusual child, and he had learned a little bit from those few contacts in France.

So on the contrary, not only did he never worry about this clever little girl, but he always regarded her as equal to himself. What he wants is to try to communicate with each other and see if he can win such a small potential genius for Hogwarts.

Unfortunately, since the first two meetings, the little girl has developed a sense of vigilance against him, and until now has released a sense of rejection anytime, anywhere.

But anyway, the siblings are here, so naturally they will not rush. There is still plenty of time for him to "solicit", and there is no need to rush it at this moment.

However, just as Maca intended to put this aside for a moment and enjoy a relaxing and lively holiday morning, Slughorn, who was sitting on the other side, suddenly came over again.

"Oh, Professor Slughorn," Maca quickly pushed the drunk old man away, so that his old face could be further away from himself. "Even if it's fine all day today, you should Control the amount of alcohol you drink? If you go back in a while, Professor McGonagall will have to deduct your salary-- "

"Hmm ... I'm happy today ..." Slughorn wandered his head, and he slaps a drink, and it looks like he's completely in some drunk mode, "McLean, you know ... this time When I came back to Hogwarts and became a professor again, I didn't pay for that salary. Um ... hmm, seriously ... I like the kids, and looking at their energetic looks, I myself seem to A lot younger ... "

"Yes, and you like better kids, don't you?" Maca dealt with him casually, and pushed his face that he tried to gather again a little further, "Oh ... Ms. Rosemerta, trouble Give him more lemon slices, and I think it will help him get some wine. "

"Oh-no problem, just wait a moment." Rosemerta at the bar waved his wand skillfully, sliced ​​a few frozen lemons into thin slices in the air, and gently threw them into Slug. In the eggshell glass in front of Horn, "Yes, Mr. Slughorn did drink a bit too much today ..."

She smiled and said, but Maca shook her head helplessly-wasn't it because she was greeting other guests to come and toast? Among the people present, she was the least qualified to say that.

But I have to say that this woman really does business!

Further down to Hagrid in the next seat, obviously better than Slughorn. Although he didn't talk much, he could drink a few times more wine than others, but now he still has a little blush on his cheeks. On his dark and rough face, the slight flush was almost invisible.

So, after a little while, Slughorn's muffled voice in his ear finally disappeared. Maca turned her head to take a look, and now the bald old man had fallen asleep on the bar.

It's just that drunk here today is more than Slughorn. Maca was still looking at the chubby old man on the right hand side, but unexpectedly there was a dull "thump" sound on the left-the fat master of Hohenheim's family actually got down without a word.

"Well, what's the matter?" Maca wondered, "how do I remember, he doesn't seem to drink much?"

"This new wine is actually quite strong," Ms. Rosemerta explained with a smile. "Mr. McLean, would you like to try it too?"

"Ma'am, please forgive me!" Even when Makadang waved his hand, "I'll be fine in the afternoon! If I drink now, I will probably spend all afternoon in bed!"

Ms. Rosmerta spread her hands indifferently. Her movements, as always, are full of the charm of mature women. Didn't she see the eyes of several guests almost straight?

But she was clearly accustomed to this kind of focus. She still rubbed the glass goblet in her hands with ease, calmly and calmly.

"Is this little girl the mixed fruit juice I recommend? I don't think you drink much?" She glanced at the bar, and then she naturally looked at the little Sarah to the left of the fat man. .

As she spoke to Sarah, Maca sent her gaze together. Since the little girl was always vigilant in the face of him, it might be better to go to a woman with a high affinity, such as Ms. Rosmerta.

But this time, Maca seemed to be wrong again. In other words, he guessed it was right, and the problem lies in the point-is the effect a little too good?

"Ma'am, this juice is delicious. Thank you for your recommendation. If there is a chance next time, Sara and my brother will definitely come here again."

After hearing Rosemerta's question, she turned her head and greeted Rosemerta quite politely. As for the lovely smile that appeared on her face, it was a difference in heaven and earth compared with the irresponsible face when facing Maca.

"Miss Hohenheim, isn't your attitude very good to Ms. Rosemerta?" Marka spread her arms towards Sarah and smiled casually. "To talk about the time you know, I'm longer than her. Why can't I talk to you so enthusiastically? "

But before Sarah could answer, Ms. Rosemerta spoke first.

"Ah, oh, Mr. McLean, are you eating vinegar?" She leaned on the bar and laughed softly at Maca. "Don't blame them for not reminding you that this young lady is still young And wait a few more years before it's too late! "

Upon hearing that, Maca waved her hand and gave her a small white eye.

"Dear Mrs. Rosemerta, since you know she's young, you should put down the voice more." He poked, "Look, she looks at me a little bit now. Erzharen! "

In fact, as far as Rosemerta's remarks were concerned, there was a joke in it. Little Sarah looks like she's about ten years old. At this age, the elders will have some innocent jokes to tease children, and this is even more common in bars.

But Maca knew that, with the wisdom of Sarah's peers far away, this joke might be a bit inappropriate.

"Master Master Hohenheim?" He thought for a moment, then reached out and patted the fat man around him, "Hey, it's time to get up! I won't get up again, and I won't have lunch for a while!"

It's very difficult to wake up this fat young master. Regarding this, the ghost Mr. Ghost who was always by his side had already mentioned it. But in this slightly embarrassing atmosphere right now, it's quite necessary to call this big fat man.

However, I didn't expect that there would be a few more calls on Maca's side, but Sarah on the other side of the fat man suddenly spoke.

"Mr. McLean, I want Sarah to be better towards you, isn't it possible?" She turned her head over her fat brother's back like a mountain of meat and looked at Maca Road, "Sara likes Listening to the story, it would be nice if Mr. could tell Sarah an interesting story ... "

When she said that, her face still had a sweet smile on her face, but UU read the book at www.uukanshu.com, but Ke Ma Ka saw a hint of slyness in that smile. Although she didn't know what ghost idea she had come up with, but since she was able to speak to herself, it means that she probably already wanted to understand why she had approached her intentionally or unintentionally.

"Tell a story?" Maca nodded indifferently. "Of course that's fine, um ... I think about it, then tell a story about ..."

"Please wait a moment." Sarah shook her head slightly, the innocent smile on her face remained the same, but her eyes were shimmering with brilliance, "I heard my father said that Mr. McLean was very knowledgeable and often used in thesis A lot of allusions that others do n’t know will be quoted. Sarah is still young and ca n’t read those essays that are full of words ... But since the father said so, Sarah thinks that Mr. must know many stories that others do n’t know?

She first put a big hat on Maca, and then paused. Then she blinked her eyes and said, "Sara wants to hear a long story, but everyone can't tell clearly ... Mr. McLean, I think you know it. Can you tell Sarah? "

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