Hogwarts Melon Eater Chapter 175

A new wooden road sign stands at the end of the gravel road.

The lovely meatball Harry has arrived at the village, 'Wonderland Village' is the name of the place, and the strong wooden sign hangs on top of the high wooden door.

Lupin, wearing a black cape, took advantage of the moonlight that was not blocked by the dark clouds, and carefully looked at everything in front of him.

A three-meter-high wooden fence surrounds the entire village. The top of the fence is equipped with spikes, which seems to be guarding against wild animals in the forest. From the gaps in the wooden fence, one can see a pitchfork placed inside.

"Squeak-"

The wooden door seemed to sense that someone was coming, and opened it by itself. Sirius leaned forward to check, and was startled by the bald head that suddenly appeared.

"Oops," said the bald folds that could compete with Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, Harry took a moment to realize that it was a strangely dressed old man.

"A child, and a man," the old man said after a pause, "and a strange ugly dog--what a strange guest."

Sirius glared at the bald head.

"Sir, we need to pass through here to go to the town where the "Old Man Jumping Pot" lives..." Lupin walked to the front, keeping Harry and the dog behind him, he straightened his robe and blocked the suit inside, "If there is any hotel that can temporarily live in is the best, we need to stay a night and leave tomorrow morning..."

The old man looked at Lupin up and down, and soon laughed strangely, and opened the wooden door completely, "Welcome, our village welcomes travelers the most - I am the village chief, that is, the village chief, just call me the village chief," the village chief turned his attention to Harry, "Welcome to Wonderland Village."

Harry felt uncomfortable with that look, and frowned, feeling that the fairy tale here seemed to be different from what he expected.

"By the way..." The village chief stood by the wooden door and looked sullenly at Lupin and his group who entered the door, and suddenly said, "Our village has a characteristic, it is very lively at night, but I have to give a piece of advice to outsiders, if Hear some strange noise," he paused for a second, "don't open the door."

The creepy exhortation, Harry regretted it, should listen to Mr. Lupin's hiding in the cave, maybe now eating skewers and enjoying the moonlight comfortably.

"Don't be afraid of Harry," Lupin took Harry's arm. "These are fake, they don't exist." This didn't comfort Harry, who was silent.

"They can't beat me," Harry instantly felt relieved, raising his head and giving Lupin a trusting look.

Two people and one dog walked along the stone road towards the lighted place, the sparse wooden houses became dense, the white marble sculptures of 'Three Brothers' were erected in the park at the end of the stone road, and the beautiful fountains added color here. Not a lot.

It looks like this is the middle of the village, it's getting late, and only one or two passers-by pass by in a hurry.

"Hey, hello, sir?" Lupin tried to stop a passerby, but the passerby didn't stop, gave Lupin a strange look, then shook his head and left.

"Traveler," a voice came from behind, Lupin and his party quickly turned around and found that the visitors were middle-aged men dressed as hunters, "The village chief said that there are travelers in the village, I think 'headless flies 'It's just you guys, isn't it—it's easy to see—"

The leading man approached Lupin and Harry, sniffed rudely beside them, and then stepped back to the original position, he said before Lupin was about to speak, "I am the hunter, the hunter, the only hunter in the village, I don't want to know. What to call you, but you have to remember for me—"

"Be quiet, don't run around in the street in the middle of the night," the hunter looked at Lupin. "If you are cut off as a werewolf, you will only deserve it."

Dog. Black glanced at Lupin.

Werewolf Lupin frowned, disgusted, he actually came to a village that was extremely anti-werewolf, can such a place really exist in a fairy tale?

"We'll be leaving soon" If it wasn't too late, Lupin wanted to go as far as possible right now.

"Hmph, go to Madam Angel's hotel, book a room, and spend the night peacefully," the hunter turned around with his companion, perhaps thinking that Lupin with the child was no threat, "don't come out if you hear anything. "

"Mr. Lupin," Harry said after the hunter had left, "what kind of beings are werewolves? Are they the wolf-grandmother from the Little Red Riding Hood story?"

Lupin didn't know what a wolf grandmother was, but when it came to a werewolf, he knew it all too well, "A werewolf is a disease, a wizard who is bitten by a werewolf will get this disease, and a person who has the disease will suffer from the disease on the night of the full moon. Unable to control themselves, they turned into a wolf-shaped monster, and they did a lot of bad things. They were powerless to stop them... They could only keep repenting after they woke up."

"Most werewolves choose to live in isolation, away from their families," Lupin added, "but there are also some werewolves who deliberately choose to get sick in the crowd, take revenge on their lives, and harm innocent people."

Harry followed Lupin, pulling a small tuft of hair from the **** head.

"Crack," Lupin pushed open a wooden door, and a crisp bell rang.

"Welcome," the woman's voice sounded weak, and it seemed that she would say the same words many times a day, "Welcome to Angel Hotel—"

"Five silver coins for a room, if you can't live it, get out," the woman in the long linen dress rolled her eyes and added, "By the way, I'm the only hotel in the village."

Lupin hoped to be able to take out five silver coins, but he had no idea what kind of currency the silver coins were. He tried to take out five silver coins, "Uh...this?"

The woman in the long skirt glanced at him, frowned and squeezed the silver coin in Lupin's hand, put it in the drawer without looking at it, and threw a key to Lupin, "Go upstairs with your left hand, 'Goblin head' room."

Lupin caught the key accurately.

The drunk young man sitting in the hall drinking and whistling ~www.mtlnovel.com~ This hotel does not serve food, but there is alcohol, get drunk in the wonderful world of alcohol Don't think that you can strike up a conversation with the beautiful proprietress when you are drunk. "

"Mrs. An Qi - don't be picky, only drunk people... hiccup... will come to talk to you-" The drunk man took the glass on the table and drank it, while complaining.

"Goat man! Shut up for me, or get out of my hotel in a hurry," Mrs. Anna was not very angry, and it's not a matter of a day or two for this person to be cheap.

On the other hand, Lupin looked at 'Goatman' a few times, and always felt a little familiar, but how could it be possible? Lupin shook his head and took Harry up the old creaking stairs. .

'Goblin Head' room, although the name is very strange, but there is no imagined head decoration, which makes Lupin and Harry relieved, two wooden beds, strange goblin paintings on the wall, and a A small simple fireplace is all there is in the room.

There is no window in the room, and it is very clear to tell the guests who live here, 'No matter what happens outside, don't mind your own business. '

Chapter end