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Chapter 92 Dumbledore is a Big Fool

"Out of school! Andrew, I'll open your eyes this time."

Huffman was very excited in the office - he originally thought that this job might not be his turn, because it was usually given to newcomers for training.

"Don't you seniors have Hogsmeade week?"

"That's different. It's totally different," Huffman shook his finger. "The pub during Hogsmeade week is different from the pub during normal times."

It sounds like you've been there...

No... According to Gryffindor tradition, it would be strange if Huffman hadn't been there.

"Well, hurry up and change your cloaks. The Hog's Head doesn't welcome students on ordinary days," Hagrid tried to lower his voice, but it didn't work.

It can be seen that he was extremely excited, but Andrew could only conceal the follow-up measures - he didn't know how much Professor McGonagall and Hagrid had communicated.

Go back and quickly grab your cloak, then go to gather at Hagrid's hut.

Hagrid was already impatient, and he even prepared the Thestrals and the carriage early.

"We can't park too close," Hagrid began to grumble in the carriage, "and we can't shout and disrupt other people's deals. Many people over there like to use all kinds of things to cover their faces. Don't stare at them, don't ask random questions, and don't stare at anything strange."

...

The more Andrew listened, the more he felt that this place was not like a bar, but more like some large contraband item exchange center.

But he didn't plan to ask - he wasn't an idiot, and he didn't think it was important because the speedrunner didn't mention it.

The contraband bar near the school is divided into weekend and weekday versions. This is enough to explain something. Today, the Hogwarts administrator went in without a disguise (Andrew believes that Hagrid can't disguise his size) and bought a dragon egg. It didn't seem strange, and even Professor McGonagall didn't intend to say anything...

He had no intention of inquiring about this confidential project, since he couldn't tell anyone even if he knew.

In short, Hagrid took them out of the car early, and Andrew finally saw the Hogsmeade village that had long been rumored among students.

"When we're done, I can take you to buy some food. I'm very familiar with this place."

"It's better to be safe," Andrew looked at Hagrid who was about to float up, not sure if Hagrid would have the patience to take them shopping after getting the dragon egg. "After all, it's not the weekend, and we'd be too conspicuous. But if you're willing, you can bring me some candies that are only available in the store on the weekend - they don't even accept mail orders!"

Andrew said with a bit of gnashing of teeth - isn't it said that the distribution methods of the wizarding world are backward? Who brought in the limited in-store purchase model?
While talking, they quickly turned onto a small road. Hagrid walked in front with ease, and Andrew and the others even had to jog to keep up with him.

But it was obviously impossible to persuade someone to slow down at this time. The two could only follow helplessly and jog all the way to the location of the so-called Pig's Head Bar.

"Damn it..."

Andrew started complaining before he could even catch his breath - he thought Pig Head was just a name.

But the bar that appeared in front of him now couldn't be said to have a pig's head hanging on it, but it wasn't much different - there was a tattered sign hanging on the broken bracket at the door, and the pig's head on the sign was cast with some kind of magic, it was more real than the real thing, the bloody gauze wrapped pig's head looked like it was nailed to a wooden board...

"I suspect someone has nailed the pig's head to the board with magic..."

"It's hard to say, I've always thought so."

Huffman nodded, and seeing that Hagrid had already gone in, he quickly pulled Andrew in.

At this moment, Hagrid had found his target and started chatting, while Andrew was taken by Huffman to a separate table.

"Don't look around."

Huffman reminded him with an unusually familiar tone.

Andrew was very obedient and observed his surroundings with his peripheral vision, paying attention to the people in the tavern.

His previous guess was correct, this place really looked like a large contraband trading place, and it was particularly in line with his imagination. The room was small and dark, full of garbage and not much light - dim environment, bad smell, and almost useless windows.

"This place does look like a place where there will be dragon eggs."

"Yes, there are also illegal potions and illegal herbs," Huffman nodded, "but only on weekdays."

"It's just that the boss doesn't seem to be in this line of work."

Andrew commented - at least he should have a bald head to deter others, but the boss here is tall and thin, with thick hair and beard.

"I repeat, in the bar—"

As Andrew was commenting, the boss said to the guests at the table with an impatient voice, "Forever, no discussion of that stupid magazine and that messed-up novel is allowed!"

The two chatting wizards looked very unconvinced and tried to take out their wands, but were easily knocked down by the boss, who then controlled them with a levitation spell and threw them out directly - no one knew whether it was the sewer or the drunkard's favorite corner.

After throwing the man away, the grumpy boss spat outside the bar, "Albus Dumbledore is a stupid fool, don't insult my bar with those disgusting words!"

For a moment, everyone in the bar turned their eyes to Hagrid - his size could not be hidden, and anyone who dared to trade here would have a good brain and figure out who this person was.

However, to Andrew's surprise, Hagrid heard it but remained indifferent.

"He's a big shot, but he's also a fool... so the school doesn't want to take action?"

Andrew guessed - and cursed Speedpass again, anyway, just remember not to cause trouble here.

As for the attack book - Hagrid could ignore it, so there was no way he would react.

But this boss was very combative - in the following time, while Andrew was waiting for Hagrid to finish the delivery of the dragon eggs, he listened to the boss cursing Book and Dumbledore in various ways.

Amid the verbal abuse, the transaction was finally completed. Hagrid held the egg almost like a child, and Andrew and the others finally ended their torture shortly after Hagrid made the transaction.

"Did you get it?"

"Well, I'll contact Professor Kettleburn as soon as I get back."

Hagrid finally came to his senses, but the way he protected the dragon eggs reminded Andrew of a hen.

...

"Um, Huffman?"

When they returned to school, Huffman had problems again, so Andrew had to call the class leader to come along, but he was still in a daze.

"what happened?"

"Just surprised - I never thought anyone would do that."

"Calm down, Huffman. Even Garen has people he doesn't like, let alone our principal."

"I agree."

???

Andrew and Huffman looked at each other and realized that neither of them had said this - the voice came from outside the carriage.