Elwyn didn't care about Umrich. He wanted to ask Dumbledore about the situation with the vampires, but Dumbledore didn't give him a chance. After dealing with this matter, Dumbledore disappeared. Anyway, he wasn't in the principal's office.
For the next few days, Umrich didn't show up at school.
Many people speculated that the scars on her face couldn't be removed, and that she didn't have the face to stay at Hogwarts any longer.
If any professor encountered such a shameful thing, they might as well resign.
Such rumors were constantly circulating. Many people swore that Umrich had already submitted her resignation letter to Dumbledore, as if it was true.
In short, in this pleasant atmosphere, everyone ushered in the first Hogsmeade visit of the term.
Everyone had been looking forward to this day for a long time. Elwyn and Hermione were also going to discuss with everyone about forming an extracurricular group for combat training and learning defensive skills.
Compared to teaching Umrich a lesson, this was a more serious matter.
The morning of their visit to Hogsmeade was sunny, but windy.
After breakfast, Elwyn, Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Corin lined up in front of Filch. He had to check their names against the long list of students whose parents or guardians had allowed them to visit Hogsmeade.
Since Umrich left, Filch had become more well-behaved. He waved his hand and let Elwyn and the others pass.
"This feels good. Without Umrich around, the atmosphere in the school is much more relaxed." Ron said, "Well, if it's possible, I hope that woman will just resign and never come back."
"That's impossible!" Hermione said, "We have to be careful. She won't just let it go. Speaking of which, you two really went too far last time. I heard that she was hurt badly …"
"That's what she deserves!"
"Yes, that's right, but after all, she …"
"Well, Hermione, where are we going now?" Harry asked hurriedly. "The Three Brooms Bar?"
"Oh, no!" Hermione's attention was diverted, and she was no longer worried about Umrich's revenge. This was the topic that they had been discussing the most recently. "No, it's always crowded with people, and it's very noisy. I discussed it with Elwyn and asked the others to meet us at the Pig's Head Bar. It's another bar. You know, it's not on the main road. Yes, I also think it's a little risky, but students usually don't go there, so I don't think we'll be overheard. "
"That bar is very quiet. We can get a private room." Elwyn said.
They walked down the road and passed Zoe's Joke Shop, where, as expected, they saw Fred, George, and Lee Jordan.
Every now and then some owls would fly out of the post office.
Then they turned into a side street, and there was a small bar at the crossroads. A tattered wooden sign hung from a rusty bracket over the door. On it was a picture of a severed boar's head, blood soaking through the white cloth it was wrapped in.
The sign creaked in the wind as they approached, and the five of them hesitated outside the door.
"Come on, let's go in," Hermione said, looking a little nervous.
"Don't worry, it's all right. It's just, um, a little shabby!" Elwyn said, leading the way in.
In fact, it was not shabby at all.
Unlike the Three Brooms Bar, where the big bar was always bright, clean, and warm, the Pig's Head Bar was a small, dark, and very dirty room that smelled strongly of mutton.
The bay windows were thick with grime, and there was little light coming in. There were candles burning on the rough wooden table.
At first glance, the ground seemed to be compacted mud.
But when they stepped on it, they realized that the originally stone floor was covered with centuries of grime.
Elwyn had been here a few times before, but he could not help but sniff, not used to the thick smell of mutton in the air.
Speaking of which, Dumbledore's brother, Aberforth, really had a thing for goats.
"Do you remember?" "Hagrid once said that he won a dragon egg here. It was Norber, the Norwegian Ridgeback. It happened when we were first years." Harry lowered his voice and said, "Hagrid once said that he won a dragon egg here.
"Yeah, he said he won it from a hooded stranger," Ron said, swallowing.
"It fits the style here, doesn't it? I've always wondered why Hagrid did not suspect anything when the man always covered his face when they were dating, "Harry continued.
Only now did he realize that hiding one's face seemed to be very popular in the Pig's Head Bar.
There was a man at the bar, his entire head wrapped in a dirty gray bandage.
But he could still pour glass after glass of something smoking and burning through a gap in the bandage around his mouth. Two hooded figures sat at a table by the window. If they did not speak with a thick Yorkshire accent, they would have thought they were Dementors.
In a dark corner by the fireplace sat a witch, a thick black veil hanging down to her feet.
They could only see the tip of her nose, because it protruded slightly from the mask.
"I don't think it's right!" Harry said in a low voice as they walked towards the bar. He looked at the witch wrapped in the veil with particular attention. "Did you think it would be Umrich inside?"
Hermione squinted and glanced at the figure wrapped in the veil.
"Umrich is shorter than that woman!" She whispered. "Besides, she's supposed to be in the hospital now. Even if Umrich comes here, she can't stop us. I've gone over the school rules two or three times, and we're not out of line. I even asked Professor Flitwick if students could go into the Pig's Head Bar, and he said yes, but he repeatedly advised me to bring my own glass. We're not really forming an army, but an extracurricular group for Elwyn to teach us magic. I've looked up all the rules I can think of about organizing study groups and extracurricular groups, and they're all within the bounds of what's allowed. I just don't think we should be too conspicuous about it, because Fudge and the Ministry of Magic don't want us to do it. "
"Wait, haven't you noticed who she is?" Elwyn said softly.
"Who?"
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