Chapter 509： Kakarov

What Harry and the others discovered was just a guess.

It was noon, and the bar was at the peak of its business. There were a lot of guests, and the bartender didn't look friendly, so Harry didn't ask him boringly. These were obviously personal privacy issues.

As the number of guests in the bar gradually increased, Harry and the others also met his acquaintances at Hogwarts.

"Hi, Hagrid."

When Hagrid's tall figure appeared in front of the pig's head bar, Ron recognized him at a glance and waved to him.

Hagrid saw them too, and after asking the bartender for a large glass of wine, he walked to the table where Harry was sitting.

"Why are you here? I also ran into a lot of Hogwarts students on the way. It's obviously not the weekend today?" Hagrid asked puzzled.

Hermione explained to him.

"Professor Fox, he took us out to take a practical course of moral education. In fact, we are in class today."

Hagrid frowned and took a sip of his beer.

"Even if you come out for class, the Pig Head Bar is not a good place. There are good people and bad people here. It is difficult to guarantee that no one will have any thoughts about you."

Harry said grinningly.

"Don't worry about our Hagrid, this is the place Lynn recommended to us, and you don't come here often."

"I'm different, I just have an acquaintance invited me to play cards here." Hagrid murmured.

"Recently, Hogwarts has been very busy. Several principals and referees are having disagreements on how to re-run the second project. Except for Dumbledore and the two directors of the Ministry of Magic, the other three principals are all Do not agree to continue playing in the forbidden forest."

Harry and the others didn't worry about it at all.

"Lynn is definitely number one no matter where he plays."

"I don't doubt this. Besides, the unicorn killing in the forbidden forest has not been resolved. It is indeed unsafe there. Even Dumbledore disagrees. The forbidden forest will be opened until the matter is thoroughly investigated. ."

Ron looked around cautiously, then lowered his head and whispered to Hagrid what they had just discovered.

"The owner of this bar is also surnamed Dumbledore. Do you know his relationship with Professor Dumbledore?"

Hagrid's eyes widened.

"Also surnamed Dumbledore.? How did you know?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other and they said triumphantly.

"We saw a portrait in the innermost bedroom on the second floor. The portrait should look like this boss when he was young, and his signature was Aberforth Dumbledore."

Although Haige was one of Dumbledore's most trusted people, Hagrid really didn't know whether any relatives in his family were still alive.

He raised his head and stared at the hostess who was wiping the bar carefully.

After being prompted by Harry and them, he really saw that this man looked a bit like Dumbledore.

"Don't tell anyone about this. Dumbledore's family opened a broken bar here incognito. There must be a reason." Hagrid told Harry and the others.

"Lynn must have known it a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't let us choose this boss as the subject of observation." Harry said with a positive face.

They did not go to the three broom bars that Professor Fox said for dinner at noon in the pig’s head bar. Instead, Hagrid had a treat and had a steak and pasta at the pig’s head bar.

The taste is not unpleasant, but it is a bit weird.

Just when Hagrid's card pals arrived, he went to another table to play cards, and Harry sat at the table while they were drinking butterbeer bored.

An inconspicuous black-robed man walked into the pig's head bar.

Harry vaguely saw his face inadvertently, and he couldn't help being startled.

He grabbed Hermione and Ron by the shoulders, lowered their heads, and whispered.

"It's Karkaroff."

The man who wore a black robe and concealed his face and walked into the pig's head bar was surprisingly Karkaroff, the principal of Durmstrang College.

After entering the door, Karkaroff glanced at the pig's head bar, did not pay too much attention to Harry and the three of them, but walked directly to a wooden table in the corner.

There was already a wizard sitting there, wearing a black robe and a hood. He couldn't see his face or men and women.

Most of the guests in this bar are dressed like them, so these two people do not appear to be conspicuous.

But Harry and the others obviously noticed the purpose of Karkaroff's coming here, and they didn't seem so innocent.

Just like Hagrid said, the people who hide their heads and show their tails in the pig's head bar are people with impure motives.

And what kind of impure motives does Karkaroff have as the principal of a magic school?

Harry and Ron, the two invariably remembered the conversation between Snape, Moody and Karkaroff that they had overheard in the grass after the Christmas party.

The two of them looked at Karkaroff, who had already begun to talk to the mysterious black-robed man, and couldn't help but commotion.

"I'm sure they are not talking about normal things." Ron said in a low voice.

"If you talk about normal things, you won't dress like this and come to the pig's head bar, the environment of the three broom bars is not better." Harry also agreed.

Hermione looked at them suspiciously.

"What crooked ideas are you thinking about?"

Ron thiefly took a flesh-colored string from his pocket.

"This is a kind of small object invented by George and the others, called telescopic ears. As long as you put one end into your ear and the other end spreads to the place you want to hear, you can clearly hear the sound there~www .novelhall.com~It’s like talking in your ear."

Hermione glared at him: "Why would you bring this kind of thing out?"

"Yesterday I saw Fred and George experimenting with this thing secretly in school. It was very interesting, so I asked them to come, and I kept it in my pocket and never took it out."

"Let me listen."

Harry didn't care so much. He snatched the string from Ron's hand and inserted one end of it into his ear. The other end let it be like a thin snake, and it spread to Karkaroff quietly. At the table where they are sitting.

Soon, two men murmured clearly in his ears.

"It's not easy to find you, Karkaroff."

"There are a lot of people staring at me in this school. I even suspect that Dumbledore specifically asked Moody to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year in order to stare at me."

"Then have you considered the things I told you before?"

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