Librarian at Hogwarts

Ignat and Bathida were not very familiar with each other.

It was only when Basilda came to the library to borrow a book that Ignat met the professor who taught magic texts at Hogwarts.

Ignat wanted to pretend not to see it, but out of the corner of his eye, Bascida was looking at him. It would be too embarrassing if he pretended not to see it.

"Professor Barda, it's a really busy day today, isn't it."

"Bathcida, thank you. Mr. Ignat."

"Yeah, it's really busy."

Basilda nodded and responded politely.

"Oh, Professor Bathida...well, I've always had this problem with my mouth. Long names are always a bit unclear." Ignat explained. He spread his hands and made a helpless gesture. .

Bascida did not continue to struggle with Ignat on this issue, but said straight to the point, "Mr. Ignat, in fact, I have something to ask you."

"Ask me for advice?...Professor Basilda, this is my honor. I wonder what your problem is?" Ignat asked gentlemanly.

"The school has recently begun to investigate hidden security issues. Preventing someone from being able to apparate in the school is a tricky thing... I just want to ask. Of course I know I may be a bit sorry to ask this, but I still want to What I’m asking is, Mr. Ignat, did you not encounter any resistance when you performed the apparation?” Bascida asked with a serious face.

Obviously, in her heart, Bascida did not want to have anything to do with the unruly and dangerous person in front of her.

In addition, after tonight's incident in the Forbidden Forest, she labeled Igno as a particularly dangerous person in her heart.

After all, Bascida has always followed the rules. She only loves to study her magic text, and everything else is unnecessary in her opinion.

However, this question can only come to Igno. After all, besides Igno, who else has Apparated in the school?

"That's a good question, Professor Basilda. You don't know that that time I almost..." Ignat paused deliberately.

"Almost what?"

Bascida was half-hearing, but didn't hear the rest, so she started to ask questions.

"Of course... cough, cough, um... Professor Bathida, I'm very sorry, I feel like my throat is a little dry... I think it might be better if there is something to moisten it. "

Igno deliberately coughed and cleared his throat to show that his throat was indeed too dry.

Bascida was a little helpless. Although she only focused on teaching and research, she was not an idiot in terms of worldliness. She knew that this was Igno's hint that she wanted to invite him for a drink.

After all, Ignat's reputation as a drunkard was well-known in Hogwarts.

She gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Mr. Igno, it's already past lunch time in the school. I think we might have to..."

"Isn't that just right! It just so happens that we can go to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink at this moment! It would be the best feeling to have a glass of Firewhiskey."

Ignat interrupted Basilda and licked his lips as he spoke, as if he had missed the taste of fire whiskey for a long time.

"Go to the Leaky Cauldron!? Oh my god, at this time..."

Bascida has obviously never done such a crazy thing. In her eyes, drinking is already a pretty crazy thing, let alone drinking with a man she doesn't know well at night.

If only the students she taught knew about this.The meticulous Professor Bathida actually went out drinking with the school librarian late at night. God, the sound of this alone was worth discussing all night.

Ignat made a walking motion and said, "Yes, Professor Bathida. Don't you want to know what I sensed when I apparated? I think the Leaky Cauldron can give me clear memories. Get up."

"This is really..." Bascida glared at Ignat fiercely, "Okay, okay! But I can only buy you a drink!" Bascida finally compromised. .

Igno was very happy now.

This was not because he deliberately made things difficult for the beautiful woman in front of him, but because he always believed that since you ask for something from others, you always have to give something.

Moreover, he really wanted to go drink.

......

The Leaky Cauldron.

Its interior decoration is indeed very consistent with its name.

This is a dingy little pub on a London street.

But even so, it doesn't stop it from being overcrowded.

"Professor Bathida, let's sit here."

As soon as he entered the door, Igno found a seat near the corner of the room very familiarly. He always liked to sit in the corner, which made him feel that he could fully enjoy the tranquility and beauty of the night.

Bascida was obviously not satisfied with the environment here. She was so disgusted that she wiped the chair she was sitting on with a paper towel. Then she had no choice but to find a clean-looking sheepskin cushion and place it on the chair. .

"Professor Bathida, what would you like to drink?"

As soon as Igno came back here, he felt a very familiar feeling.Like a waiter, he took the initiative to ask about Bathida.

This is not surprising, after all, during the days when Ignat was wandering, he spent a lot of time in the Leaky Cauldron.

"I think I'll just have a glass of...cold water." Bathida said this with difficulty. If she hadn't really had to ask Ignat about the situation, she would have stepped into the Leaky Cauldron. At that moment he turned around and left.

"Mead, then. I think it's about the same as cold water."

Before Basilda could refuse, Ignat got up and went to the bar to get a glass of mead and fire whiskey.

When Igno went to the bar to get a drink, the bar owner Tom greeted Igno warmly.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, my dear Igno, look at this handsome guy. I heard that you are working in Hogwarts now? This is amazing, it is a good job."

"It's just a casual meal. Of course, it's true that Hogwarts is quite good, but the taste of the wine is still bad. Hahahaha, I haven't drunk such pure fire whiskey in a long time."

"Then you have to drink two more drinks this time, but don't get drunk. After all, there is a beautiful woman by your side..." Boss Tom poked Igno's arm and looked at him sitting in the corner with a smirk. Bathida.

Many people glanced at this beautiful woman with golden hair, but no one dared to take the initiative to strike up a conversation.No joke, sitting next to her is Ignatius.