Chapter 194: something wrong

"The Hogwarts of Another World (
In this way, all developments become reasonable.
Matthew Wickfield made a dejected expression and shook his head at the same time.
After bidding farewell to Rosmerta and his wife, he left the two broom bars in a dingy manner... Then, he walked in the direction of the pig's head bar again.
It's late now, and it's dark already.
On Hogsmeade Avenue, the cold wind whistling loudly... On this midsummer night, people suddenly felt a bit of chill in their hearts.
Matthew quickened his pace, bypassed the post office on Central Avenue, and turned into a small road beside—
As he got closer to the small bar belonging to Aberforth Dumbledore, he suddenly had a bad feeling!
"what happened?"
He thought secretly in his heart, the atmosphere was a bit wrong...
Looking at the pig's head that was chopped off on the sign, Matthew's anxiety became more serious.
This sixth sense can be extremely effective in many crisis moments before.
Biting the bullet, he stepped forward.
Then knocked on the door of the pig's head bar...
...
There was no response, as if there was no one in the room in front of him.
Except for occasionally hearing some
Matthew blinked a little, then tapped hard.
"Is Mr. Percival here?" he asked loudly.
After waiting for about a minute, the door of the bar was opened.
Matthew saw the grotesque old man again... tall and thin, with long hair and beard all gray and white...
But what is more obvious is his face, which is densely covered with more than a dozen scars, it looks like the entire face has been disfigured...If a timid person sees it, he may be frightened and fainted. .
The old man glanced down at Matthew, but when he saw a boy knocking on the door, his expression looked a little lost.
"What do you want?" the other party asked in a low voice.
"I want a butterbeer, sir..." Matthew cleared his throat and replied, "If you can, you'd better add more honey..."
"Sit down first," the old man nodded, "I can just say something..."
After that, he turned to the stove and began to prepare butter beer.
Matthew glanced sideways at the weird old man in the corner... Honestly, everything on the other side looked a little weird!
He didn't have much contact with Aberforth Dumbledore (Mr. Percival), maybe only twice in total... But Matthew still knew something about the other's character.
Aberforth Dumbledore is a fierce looking person, although in fact he is very gentle...No matter who he faces, he usually appears fierce and vicious, and his attitude is cold and rough.
And the old man in front of him, although his appearance was exactly the same as when he saw him several times before...but his face was far from the fierce and indifferent expression Matthew had remembered. Although he seems to be trying to show that way, the gap between his costume and reality is still very large.
Not to mention, Aberforth should have known himself! As Professor Slughorn said, the existence of themselves and the book should play a very important, even pivotal role in their plan...
These days, I insist on "exercising" every day. In addition to giving people a "habit", there are also ingredients for Aberforth... Matthew tried to make Aberforth in this way. Knowing that I have been haunting Hogsmeade, so he was prepared...
But as he entered the Pig’s Head Bar, the weird barman did not receive himself warmly and cautiously as Matthew expected; on the contrary, he seemed to keep a certain distance from Matthew...
Too strange!
Doesn't fit Aberforth's personality at all!
At the same time, Matthew looked around the surrounding environment.
Soon, he discovered a very important flaw.
The floor is cleaner than expected... It is well known that the floor of the pig’s head bar is extremely messy; sometimes at first glance, I think the ground is compacted mud, but only when I step on it , Centuries of dirt has accumulated on the ground originally paved with stones.
And now although it is still very dirty, it is not as dirty as imagined. At least the stains on the floor and windows are not as terrible as remembered!
As if someone had used magic to clean it again before.
and so--
something wrong!
There must be a problem!
...
Matthew's first thought was to quickly find a reason to leave this place of right and wrong.
But this idea was quickly dismissed by him.
If you leave at this time, you are simply showing your "guilty conscience" to the other party...it is simply cheating yourself!
He had to sit there calmly.
Until a cup of steaming butter beer was brought over by "Mr. Percival".
The terrible taste almost made people vomit!
It is hard to imagine, an old man who has been a bartender for fifty or sixty years, UU reading www.uukanshu. com is able to make something that cannot be swallowed.
This also further verified Matthew's previous judgment. Just over there.
Matthew didn't hide his expression of disgust.
I rinsed my mouth quickly, and when I wanted to leave with this excuse--
Suddenly, only a loud bang was heard.
Then, the door of the pig's head bar was violently knocked open.
Four groups of shadows broke into the bar and aimed their wands at Matthew Wickfield who was sitting in the guest's seat. Including the "Mr. Percival", also pointed at Matthew and raised his wand.
Matthew was almost terrified...
He hurriedly held his head and shrank there, while shouting loudly: "Who are you?" "What are you going to do?"
In fact, this question does not need to be asked...
From the costumes of these people, we can judge their identities
"Saints" who swear allegiance to Grindelwald!
Matthew's expression on his face is extremely harmful...
Of course, in the bottom of my heart, he was actually very scared.
In addition-
This also means that... this secret stronghold of the Order of the Phoenix may have been exposed.
And the real Aberforth Dumbledore may be dead or alive...
My only connection seems to be cut off like this!
However, there is no time for Matthew to think about it.
Because the four (if you count the fake Mr. Percival, it is five, all have been out of the way) have rushed over—
"What the are you doing!" one of the saints shouted, "Why are you here?"
"I... I just... drink a... Butterbeer..." Matthew Wickfield replied stutteringly.