Outside, the cold wind was piercing, but inside The Three Broomsticks pub, it was exceptionally warm. As soon as Lynn stepped inside, a wave of heat rushed toward her face.
Subconsciously turning her head to avoid it, Hermione raised her hand and waved it near Lynn's cheek, seemingly trying to help her disperse the excess hot air.
"Thank you, Hermione."
Lynn spoke with a calm expression, turning her gaze back to the interior of the pub.
The style of The Three Broomsticks pub was completely different from the only other pub she had visited before, the Leaky Cauldron.
This place was clean, tidy, and organized everywhere, giving off an innate sense of happiness.
The three seniors led the two juniors to a booth nearby. Maranhao unbuttoned her overcoat, took it off, and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Finally, it's not cold anymore. Merlin, the weather has cooled down way too fast."
Marietta nodded in agreement beside her. Their long-standing friendship made her instinctively reach out to take Maranhao's coat and set it aside.
"Speaking of which, I've always wanted to ask," Hermione frowned slightly, "since Wizards obviously know the Warming Charm, why don't we see everyone using it in winter and summer?"
Penelope waved to the waitress in the shop. "Because even Wizards, if they don't want to become frail and sickly, must let their bodies adapt to nature. That's what's normal."
"Makes sense."
Hermione clicked her tongue. With both parents being doctors, she certainly understood the logic that experiencing a bit of cold or heat could strengthen the body.
"Hello, Hogwarts Young Wizards. Five cups of butterbeer? As you know, this is the only thing you're allowed to drink."
The waitress walked over, looking at Lynn and the other four with a smile.
"Yes, five cups of butterbeer. Thank you, miss."
Penelope nodded, watching the waitress walk back to the counter.
"When I come of age, I'm definitely going to order a glass of firewhisky. Definitely."
"Why?"
Lynn looked up, her gaze calmly fixed on her senior. Based on her personality analysis, Senior Penelope didn't seem like the type to indulge in or enjoy alcohol.
"Well..." Penelope paused, seemingly hesitant to show her 'rebellious' side in front of her juniors, but after a moment's hesitation, she gave up and chose to be her true self.
"Sometimes, the more people tell you not to do something, the more you want to do it."
"So when I'm of age and can drink real alcohol, I'll definitely get myself dead drunk on firewhisky at the first opportunity."
"Pfft." Maranhao and Marietta laughed unreservedly, while Hermione beside them covered her mouth to giggle.
"When you... when you come of age in your seventh year, we'll come with you and watch you drink. Don't worry, we promise not to let you get rowdy while drunk, Senior."
Marietta laughed cheerfully and patted Penelope's shoulder.
Teased by her junior, Penelope didn't mind at all. She raised an eyebrow and looked at Lynn.
"Sure, but if it's to stop me from getting rowdy, I specifically request that Lynn be the one to knock me out."
"I believe her knocking me out would definitely be the safest choice."
Lynn tilted her head, her face full of seriousness. "Why knock you out? In that situation, perhaps a Binding Curse would be more useful."
Her deadpan participation in the joke sent the other four girls into fits of laughter.
Hermione laughed as she wrapped an arm around Lynn's shoulder, giving the hair on top of her head a gentle rub.
"It's just a joke, Senior Penelope is kidding."
"Mm-hmm," Penelope nodded noncommittally. "Asking you to knock me out is a joke, but coming to drink when I'm of age is the truth."
Taking the butterbeers from the waitress, Penelope handed one to each of her four juniors.
"You promised to accompany me. When the time comes, none of you better try to run."
"We'll definitely be there." The four juniors, including Lynn, spoke without hesitation.
Their friend Senior Penelope, the beautiful Prefect of Ravenclaw House, drinking for the first time, drinking firewhisky, and drinking to her heart's content.
With these factors combined, Lynn and the others could only answer by accompanying Senior Penelope.
Otherwise, if Senior Penelope were alone, what if she unknowingly got taken advantage of after getting drunk!
With them there, even if someone did have ill intentions, these four top students were absolutely confident they could make that person crawl back home crying.
Lynn picked up her butterbeer and took a sip, slowly swallowing it.
Although it was called butterbeer, just as the seniors had said before, there was no alcohol in it at all.
It simply had a hint of alcoholic flavor, combined with some buttery taste; it was actually quite pleasant to drink.
Lynn pondered the mouthfeel she had just experienced, roughly analyzing the ingredients that might have been used in this bottle of butterbeer.
By the time she had finished refining her thoughts, she had already drunk more than half of the butterbeer.
Hermione and the three seniors were intensely discussing their studies, but as soon as Lynn turned her head, they instantly reacted and changed the topic to small talk.
Lynn had finally come out for a trip; how could they still bring up studying?
It was really quite improper.
"It's so warm," Maranhao leaned back comfortably against the chair, squinting her eyes in enjoyment. "No matter how cold the day is, after finishing a bottle of butterbeer, you can feel yourself warming up."
"Where are we going next?"
Marietta turned to Maranhao, unsure, and asked for her opinion.
Maranhao hardly hesitated before looking at Lynn and Hermione opposite her. "Since we have two juniors visiting Hogsmeade for the first time today, our second stop must be Honeydukes Sweetshop."
Penelope, sitting on the other side, nodded vigorously in agreement, and Marietta also quickly reacted, raising her hand to indicate the plan was perfect.
"So, is going to Honeydukes okay? Or if there's somewhere else you want to go, you can tell us, and we'll accompany you."
Maranhao spoke softly, her voice gentle and refined.
Lynn nodded with a calm expression, indicating she was fine with anything and would follow the group's decision.
"No problem."
With the final statement from Hermione, the five girls, now thoroughly warmed up, stood up again and walked out of The Three Broomsticks pub.
Lynn walked beside Hermione, her eyes rapidly scanning the surrounding buildings, comparing them with the blueprint of Hogsmeade she had just mapped out in her mind.
After confirming there were no errors or omissions, Lynn silently withdrew her gaze and followed Hermione and the other three toward what could be called the busiest shop in Hogsmeade.
"That's Honeydukes Sweetshop over there," Marietta pointed to a shop not far away that was bustling with crowds. "It's one of the two most popular shops in Hogsmeade."
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