A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 410 Your request... will cost more!

Early Saturday morning,

Everyone gathered in the Great Hall, excitedly discussing Hogsmeade Village.

There are so many places to explore in Hogsmeade. Besides the shops on the surface, there are many hidden special projects waiting for everyone to discover, explore, and delve into.

For example, at Pig Head Bar, secretly buy some strong liquor, and while drunk, steal the goat from the long-bearded owner;

Or take a stroll through an underground dance hall that has lost its high-class appeal and enjoy the pole dancing of the troll troupe and the striptease of the goblins.

Otherwise, go drink a cup of Sleepy Brew, let the potion catalyze your daydreams, enter the new Twilight's Gensokyo, and fight the Lich King until evening.

Ghostly cuisine; mermaid feasts; goblin foot massages... whatever you can imagine, you can find it in Hogsmeade.

At the Hufflepuff table, William meticulously described these hidden items to Cedric, letting him choose a few.

"William, everything else is fine, but this merman's feast... are you sure it's not the Little Mermaid?" Cedric gave him a look that said, "Don't mess with me."

"What are you thinking? She's a princess... how could she lie there like a fish and do that for you?" William rolled his eyes.

"They're all young fish from Black Lake who come here part-time. They earn some pocket money... They'll marry honest fish later, and they're all respectable men."

"Have you tried it?" Cedric glanced sideways at William.

"...Absolutely not, I'm a respectable person." William's face was full of righteous indignation.

Who would try this thing? The mermaids in the Black Lake are all so ugly. Only Cedric would like it.

"You haven't even tried it yourself, yet you're recommending it to me?" Cedric said speechlessly.

"Oh, don't worry about the details," William patted Cedric on the shoulder.

"Have you decided yet? Just pick a few things and take Qiu to play."

"No," Cedric shook his head. "None of that is romantic. I want to confess my feelings... I think Madame Partiff's teahouse is the best."

"..."

"So after all this recommending places, you still want to go there? Can't we have a little more romance? You know what romance is?" William said helplessly.

"Or we could go to the Scream Shack, experience the horror of a haunted house there, and let Qiu stab you in the arms!" George said with a wicked grin.

"No, I invited Qiu last time, and she wasn't afraid at all," Cedric sighed helplessly.

Qiu dares to stand on a flying broomstick and dance the Yangko, dares to box with a kangaroo... The screaming shed is nothing to her.

On the contrary, Cedric, a loyal reader who loved to sing dissent, was quite afraid of this thing.

If William hadn't known that Cedric liked Cho, he would have suspected that Cedric was actually a bottom.

So it's not without reason that rumors were circulating at school that Cedric was a gigolo.

Perhaps, he was using the pretense of pursuing Qiu to deliberately approach William and the others... Hiss, William shuddered, the thought was terrifying.

A few days ago, Cedric invited him to experience the grand bath and the automated jacuzzi... Could this be hinting at something?

"Or I'll find you some thugs," George suggested again, offering another bad idea.

"What the heck?"

"It's basically an extra, pretending to be a thug to harass Qiu, and then you play the hero and drive them all away," George explained.

"Besides playing thugs and villains... they can also play Slytherin students, dark wizards, French tourists... even werewolves and Dementors, they can impersonate them."

George smiled and said, "I guarantee it's professional, without a single flaw."

Cedric asked with interest, "Will they also use magic in combat? That would make it seem more realistic."

"What are you thinking?" George said seriously. "We're in the legitimate service industry; we can't just break the Ministry of Magic's laws like that."

Besides, with so many Dementors patrolling Hogsmeade, using magic in combat would easily get you spotted, so if you want realism... you'll have to pay extra!

"..."

After careful consideration, Cedric concluded that Madame Patif's teahouse was the best option, as it was both low-cost and highly secure.

A small round wooden table,

Two folding chairs

Three or four porcelain dishes

It contained seven or eight Maltesers.

Holding a copy of "Singing the Dissent," I sat quietly, savoring the bitterness of the tea, exploring the world's unsolved mysteries, and indulging in the rich aroma of perfume...

If you get tired of Maltesers, you can still elegantly say: "Boss, refill!"

This is what a date should be like!

George suddenly reached out and waved towards the Gryffindor table.

But Fred, who was far away, didn't notice and was too busy talking to Angelina.

"Fred and Angelina are talking for twenty minutes straight," George asked疑惑地问道, "Are they selling something?"

William gently rubbed his forehead.

What could those two possibly say? Of course, it was that Fred wanted to ask Angelina out on a date.

Only George was still naively convinced that they were talking business... and some business deals, in the process, turned into a romantic relationship.

William was curious to know how Fred managed to be with George while also effortlessly taking Angelina on dates at Hogsmeade.

Indeed, Fred is a master of time management. This level of management skill is the result of at least twenty years of experience.

William is far inferior to him.

George frowned and said, "Everyone's been acting strangely lately, not just Fred, but Ron too."

"What's wrong with Ron again?" William asked.

"He caught a glimpse of Mrs. Rosmerta at the station last time, and he looked completely distracted."

"Many students have a crush on her," William winked. "You know, teenage crushes. Seeing a still-attractive, beautiful widow... isn't that normal?"

"The problem is that just a few days ago he said he was going to Three Brooms to secretly film her, but last night he suddenly said he wasn't going to Hogsmeade anymore."

"Isn't Ron going?" William asked curiously.

Ron's mental state has indeed been quite poor lately, almost as bad as his little mouse, Scabbers.

"Could it be that they're afraid of being discovered by Professor Snape?" William asked.

Some time ago, the twins posted a task through other people, asking Ron to sell Snape's photos.

When Ron learned that Snape was investigating, he was terrified and immediately stopped what he was doing.

"It shouldn't be." George shook his head. "Last night, he asked me and Fred for another batch of photos through his informant, seemingly preparing to continue selling them."

William shrugged. "They really value money over their lives."

"Fred, come here!"

Suddenly, shouts came from afar.

The group looked up and saw it was Ginny. Ginny, looking rather furtive, waved at them, signaling George to come over.

George grumbled, annoyed. "They always mistake me for Fred. Is she really my sister?"

Although George said that, his actions spoke louder than words. He immediately stood up and walked towards Ginny.

William glanced at Ginny, lost in thought.

Luna is always acting strangely, which is not surprising. Ginny also seems to be acting suspiciously, not to mention Annie, who hasn't been seen for days... The three of them are definitely up to no good.

Soon, it was time to leave.

Filch stood inside the gate, holding a long list, checking the students' names.

He squinted, looking suspiciously at everyone's faces, wary of anyone who shouldn't be there sneaking out.

Fortunately, no one tried to sneak into Hogsmeade.

A kitten was crouching at Filch's feet.

Mrs. Lorice went on a date with Boba, so Miss Alice took her place.

She stared intently at each little wizard. Her expression was both cute and fierce.

William and Hermione climbed into a carriage, and Thestrals snorted and sped off toward Hogsmeade.

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