Chapter 392 Fudge

Kyle and Connor braved the snow and came to the Three Broomsticks.

Compared to the quiet Madam Puddifoot Tea House, this place was much more crowded and noisy. The freshly made butterbeer was still steaming and looked smoky.

The bar owner was a pretty woman with beautiful curves. At this time, she was greeting a group of noisy wizards at the bar.

"I'll get the drinks, you find a seat." Kyle said, "I hope we're not too late. There are always not enough seats here."

Connor walked to the back of the bar and found a small empty table between the window and a Christmas tree, leaning against the fireplace.

After a while, Kyle also came over, with a large tray floating behind him.

Two bottles of butterbeer, two plates of baked meat pies and a plate of freshly baked pine nut cookies filled the table.

Connor cut a piece of pie and put it in her mouth, and took a big sip of butterbeer, and immediately showed a satisfied look on her face.

"I really like this..." she said vaguely.

"Me too." Kyle ate a piece of pine nut biscuit, then raised his glass and said, "Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas!"

The two of them clinked their glasses lightly.

Kyle took a big sip, and it seemed that his body warmed up immediately.

This thing is still good, but it would be better if I could drink something else.

Just now, Kyle wanted to order a cup of the signature drink here, Ogden Gold Honey Wine, but Ms. Rosmerta said that it contained whiskey and could not be sold to young wizards, so she only gave him Butterbeer.

But this may also be because there are more people now. If it were normal, Ms. Rosmerta's standards would not be so strict.

At least Fred and George bought honey wine that also contained whiskey from here.

After putting down the glass, Kyle looked around and found many familiar people here.

For example, behind the Christmas tree, there were Harry, Hermione and Ron.

They were blocked tightly by the Christmas tree, and Harry sat in the innermost. If Hermione hadn't taken the initiative to say hello, Kyle might not have been able to see them.

It seems that Fred and George have already given the map to Harry.

Just as I was thinking about it, a cold wind suddenly blew and the door of the Three Broomsticks opened.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick walked into the bar with a gust of snow, followed by Hagrid and the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.

There was a clanging sound behind him, and Ron and Hermione seemed to have pressed Harry under the table.

There were no empty tables in the bar. After recognizing Fudge, some wizards immediately wanted to give up their seats, but Fudge just smiled and waved his hand, saying that he was just an ordinary guest today and asked everyone to be casual.

At this time, not far behind Kyle, two wizards hurriedly finished the wine in their glasses, then stood up naturally, paid the bill and left the bar.

Now there is an empty seat.

"How lucky! I thought I had to drink standing up before." Fudge walked over with a smile, greeting different people along the way.

He even recognized Kyle.

"It's great to see you here, little Kyle." He said familiarly, "The youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin badge is an amazing achievement. I still remember the scene of that day, as if it happened yesterday."

"I remember it very clearly, Mr. Minister." Kyle said.

"It's a pity that I couldn't present the award to you in person." Fudge smiled and said, "They invited me, but I think it's in school after all, so it's better to leave it to Dumbledore, the headmaster."

Behind Fudge, Professor McGonagall pursed her lips.

If she remembered correctly, Fudge didn't mean to not present the award at that time, but no one paid attention to him.

Professor McGonagall always felt that this way of making excuses seemed to have been seen by a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor...

After several people sat down, Ms. Rosmerta came over from the bar and skillfully reported each of their preferences.

Professor McGonagall's violet water... Hagrid's four pints of mead... Professor Flitwick's syrup soda...

"Then yours is redcurrant rum, Minister."

"Thank you, Rosmerta." Fudge said happily, "It's great to see you again. How about one for yourself? Just join us..."

Ms. Rosmerta agreed happily and went to the bar to get the drinks they needed.

Kyle wanted to listen to what they were talking about, but it was too noisy around, and the tables on both sides were still a distance apart, so he couldn't hear clearly.

He could only hear intermittently... Sirius Black... Dementors... despicable, dirty traitors... and so on.

This was all thanks to Hagrid.

When he got angry, he couldn't control his volume, and what he said could be heard by almost half of the people in the bar.

And the topics they talked about always made Hagrid angry.

Especially after drinking a few glasses of wine, he got angry more often.

"Are they talking about Sirius Black?" Connor asked in a low voice, obviously having heard what Hagrid said.

"Obviously." Kyle took a sip of butter beer, "The only person who could make Fudge come all the way to Hogsmeade before Christmas is Black."

"But why..." Connor was puzzled, "Aren't there already Dementors here? Why did the Minister come here in person?"

"That's what I don't know." Kyle shook his head. "I think he probably came to find Professor Dumbledore, in order to allow the Dementors to enter the castle to search...

Today is Hogsmeade Visit Day, there are not many people in the castle, as long as the remaining students are gathered together for protection, the Dementors can swagger into the castle."

"I dare say the headmaster definitely didn't agree." Connor said without hesitation.

"Of course, otherwise Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick would not accompany our minister to the Three Broomsticks to drink and have fun."

Kyle spread his hands, "But this is just my guess, maybe Fudge came here just to check if the Dementors are lazy, this is also possible."

"Does the minister care so much about Black?" Connor was a little surprised, "I heard many people say before that this minister prefers to attend various banquets."

"There's nothing I can do about it." Kyle ate a cookie.

"No one has ever escaped from Azkaban so brazenly before. Sirius Black was the first.

The negative impact of this incident is too great. If it is not resolved as soon as possible, people will think that he is incompetent as a minister."

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"I met him. After Lily and James died, the boy was pale and trembling all over..."

At this time, Hagrid's roar came from not far away.

"Do you know what I did? I comforted the traitor! I comforted him!"

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