10

The day gradually broke, the light blue sky was inlaid with several residual stars, and the earth was hazy, like a veil.

Mo Ye's biological clock always rings at this time. He opens his eyes on time. What he sees is blue hairy hair. He is at a loss.

After a while, he gently lifted Nanliao's hand holding his waist and sat up carefully.

Unexpectedly, Nanliao woke up. He rubbed his eyes and asked drowsily: [Host... is it July 31 today?]

Mo Ye was sorry to wake up Nanliao, but he could not hide his doubts: "Sorry, yes! Is July 31 special?"

[Of course, Harry Potter's birthday...] Nanliao gave some awkward hints, hesitated and continued, [... Quirrell, today will be in the Leaky Cauldron Bar!]

"Why do you care so much about Quirrell? Or what do you want to induce me to do?" Mo Ye's voice was a little cold, and his eyes were deeply suspicious and alert.

[I... I, yes, I'm sorry!] Nanliao made a stumbling apology.

Seeing Mo Ye's indifference and vigilance, Nanliao gnashed his teeth and explained: [Host... I accidentally took a task for you, which is related to Quirrell...]

It seems that Mo Ye is afraid of getting angry. He hurriedly said, "Of course, it's also good...!]

Mo Ye pondered for a while and asked, "So... the first task is related to Quirrell? What task?"

[Hit Chilo in the head...] Nanliao replied.

Mo Ye: "..."

Just say fight Voldemort... Shit, really pull the hate task!

"Very good, don't you just call? Very good!" Mo Ye resumed his smiling face, but his tone did not match his expression.

Broken Cauldron Bar

Mo Ye only remembers two kinds of wine in Harry Potter, one is the fire whisky, the other is the butter beer. Then

"Boss, a glass of whisky!" Mo Ye shouted.

Tom looked at Mo Ye and warned, "Young people under 17 are not allowed to drink!"

"Er... Is butter beer OK?" Mo Ye said regretfully.

The waiting must be long