Chapter 66: Follower

　　 Matthew and Slughorn crossed the road and got into the small bar a few minutes later.
　　 The bar is warm and smoky, very crowded.
　　 A woman with a beautiful appearance and an elegant figure is greeting a group of noisy wizards at the bar.
　　 There is also a bald-headed middle-aged wizard with five or six wine glasses of different colors in the tray in his hand, which he is carrying to different tables.
　　 "Rosmerta!" Slughorn shouted.
"Oh, Professor Slughorn!" The bald, middle-aged wizard no longer cared about greeting the guests, and quickly trot to Matthew and Slughorn: "What a rare guest! How many do you have? Companion, do you need to go to the box upstairs?"
　　 "No, no, no, no...Today it's just me and Matthew!" Slughorn said with a smile.
　　 "Okay, please come with me!" Mr. Rosmerta took the two guests and squeezed behind the bar.
　　 Between the windowsill and a beautiful Christmas tree, he helped choose a good location, an empty table against the fireplace.
　　 Matthew waited for Slughorn to sit down before he took his seat.
　　 "I wonder if you need something, Professor Slughorn?" Mr. Rosmerta said enthusiastically.
"Two glasses of honey bar!" Slughorn gave Matthew a generous look, and said with a smile: "Merry Christmas, Matthew, I have a treat today; the mead brewed by the Rosemertas has two It has a history of more than ten years, and it is considered to be a little famous in all of Europe... Two glasses of mead, Rosemerta!"
　　 "Okay, please wait!"
　　 Didn't you say that you should drink butterbeer... Matthew thought to himself.
　　 "Merry Christmas to you too, Professor Slughorn!" But face, he quickly said respectfully.
"You don't have to be so restrained, Matthew." Slughorn shook his head with an indifferent expression: "Now it's a vacation. You don't have to treat me as a professor. You can even call me'Huo Lars'..."
　　 "Okay, Professor Slughorn." Matthew could only answer like that.
　　 At this moment, Mr. Rosmerta had brought two glasses of mead.
　　 In the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, due to the impact of the industrial revolution at that time, water pollution in Britain was extremely serious. In addition, there were no reliable water purification methods at that time; for most people, alcohol, especially beer, was a cleaner drink than water.
　　 This habit has slowly spread to the wizarding world, so even for children in their early tens, drinking is a very normal thing; of course, except for highly-counted spirits.
　　 Slughorn obviously liked the mead here, but Matthew was a bit disgusted with the taste, just like rotten apple.
　　 But he can only drink it while making a strong smile.
　　 But as he swallowed a few mouthfuls of mead, the chill on his body suddenly disappeared, as if every inch of his body was warming up.
　　……
　　 "Why didn't you go home, child?" Slughorn said while tasting the wine in the glass, "It's Christmas now."
　　 "I'm a Muggle-born student, professor." Matthew answered honestly.
　　 "Oh, is it..." Slughorn was stunned, and laughed loudly: "I almost forgot...Haha...Slytherin's Muggle-born child, this is rare!"
　　 Judging from Slughorn's expression, he didn't care about blood or birth.
"That's right, Professor." Matthew took a sip of mead and asked innocently: "The Mr. Percival from the Pig's Head Bar just now, why did I just casually ask how many years his bar has been open? , He becomes extremely angry?"
　　 "Percival..." Slughorn's face became a little serious. He didn't answer directly: "That weird old man, but a bad guy; Matthew, I still suggest you better stay away from him!"
　　 "I see, Professor." Matthew nodded quickly.
"But when it comes to the year of the Pig's Head Bar... it's indeed a few years, it's almost 50 or 60 years, I can't remember clearly..." Slughorn tilted his head, thoughtfully: " Matthew, why do you ask this question?"
　　 "I just think the stain on the floor there is almost fifty or sixty years old!" Matthew replied softly.
　　 Slughorn couldn't help laughing, and Matthew also laughed.
　　 But his expression is a bit serious--
　　Since the pig's head bar has not changed owners in 50 or 60 years, that is to say, before Gellert Grindelwald's victory, the barman was there...
　　 So it is very likely... that bar is still connected to the Order of the Phoenix; and the barman is also related to Aberforth Dumbledore!
　　 This is a very precious message.
　　 Although it seems to be meaningless to myself now.
　　 But in the future, it is likely to be useful!
　　……
　　 Matthew and Slughorn continued to sit by the fire and chat, but they were just ordinary content.
　　 Slughorn seems to be in a good mood~EbookFREE.me~ The chat between them is also very pleasant.
　　 As the glass of mead in his hand gradually bottomed out, Slughorn said, "I am going to the Fengya wizard clothing store later to buy a new robe. Matthew, what are your arrangements?"
　　 "I'm going to Honey Duke Candy Shop..."
Before Matthew had finished speaking, Slughorn laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Sure enough, Ambrosio Froom's candy is so attractive to you kids... But I don’t like that kind of sweets! So Matthew, let’s not pass it!"
　　 While talking, he started to dig his pocket.
　　 "I'll pay the bill, Professor!" Matthew said hurriedly.
　　 "There is no reason for students to pay the bills!" Slughorn rightfully refused, and then walked to the bar by Mrs. Rosmerta.
　　 This surprised Matthew slightly. Is Horace Slughorn in the original book so generous?
　　 Or is there something happy today that made him so happy?
　　……
　　 But Matthew quickly ran out of time to think about it, because there was a more important thing that attracted his attention.
　　 When he left the pig's head bar earlier, he noticed that the witch, who was wrapped in a thick black scarf down to her feet, was secretly following them.
Matthew directly acquiesced that she was tracking Slughorn. After all, she had no relatives, no relatives, no grievances in the wizarding world; so when Slughorn left, he did not follow, but stayed alone. .
　　 Now that Slughorn is gone, the mysterious witch is still there, and she looks at her from time to time.
　　 So, the target she is really tracking, is it herself?