The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

In nature, long-term direct gaze is considered provocative, and the same is true in human society.

Since the mysterious man was so rude, Tom would not flinch. He looked back with wide eyes. The young man's face gave Tom a very strange feeling. He couldn't help but take a few more glances: the young man had black hair. He has hair, wears a monocle on his left eye, has a handsome face, and looks elegant.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps coming from far and near upstairs, interrupting the two people's gaze.

Tom looked away from the young man and towards the stairs. At the same time, he tried hard to recall the young man's face in his mind, trying to remember his appearance, but Tom was surprised to find that the image of the man in his mind was rapidly fading, and soon he completely forgot the appearance of the mysterious man. I just remember that he was wearing a top hat and a pair of monocles.

Tom felt awe in his heart: No wonder he dared not hide his face. It turned out that he had been prepared for it.

The footsteps and the creaking of the stairs' planks stopped, and a tall, thin, eccentric-looking old man appeared in everyone's sight. He has long hair and a gray beard as long as his hair. This beard can't help but remind people of Albus Dumbledore. In fact, the bar owner is Dumbledore's younger brother, Aberforth Dumbledore.

"Unfamiliar face?" After scanning the people in the bar, the bar owner's eyes naturally fell on Tom and the man in the top hat.

The man in the top hat took off his top hat, showed a gentle smile, and said in a very magnetic voice, "You can call me Ravenclaw Evans."

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned their attention to this man.

The name Ravenclaw is known to all British wizards. He dared to call his name Ravenclaw, just like someone named Ying Zheng or Li Shimin.

"Like that lady, I am also a raven's paw." Evans explained calmly, indicating that he, like the Ravenclaw lady, has a paranoid fanaticism for knowledge.

"If your name is Ravenclaw, then I'll call you Merlin!" Tom casually made up a name. If you lose, you won't lose!

Evans glanced at Tom and said, "The name is just a code name. Of course you can call it Merlin."

Tom thought this man was interesting, but before he could respond, Evans said directly to the bartender: "Two bottles of butterbeer. I would like to buy Mr. Merlin a drink."

The bartender looked at Evans and Tom as if they were crazy. After the boss next to him nodded, he reluctantly pushed the two dirty bottles in front of Evans. Evans turned his hand and pushed one of them in front of Tom. At the same time, he waved his hand to the bartender and declined the "frosted" wine glass he handed over. The bartender seemed extremely offended and immediately turned away from Evans.

Evans dug out two exquisite multicolored gold goblets from the lining of his coat and handed one to Tom. Tom wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he took it anyway. He instinctively felt that there was nothing wrong with the wine glass. If the man in front of him wanted to harm others, he would not choose this method. It was his instinct, and Tom always trusted his instincts.

However, when he looked at the pulp-covered wine bottle, Tom still shuddered: it was precisely because he drank a strange drink that he had an unforgettable experience before. Looking at the wine bottle in front of him that might be qualified to participate in the treasure appraisal program, he felt really scared.

He took the cork off the bottle and looked at Evans.

"No merit, no reward, what do you want from me?"

"You're a very interesting person." Evans poured out the butterbeer from the bottle. The butterbeers sold in other stores were all brown beers with thick cream caps on them, but the butterbeer in the Hog's Head Bar was unique. Uniquely, what comes out of it is actually golden wine pulp.

Tom also poured himself a glass. The wine in the glass was slightly thick, and after shaking slightly, the wine actually stuck to the wall of the glass. Tom knew this was a sign of high sugar content.

Tom took a sip of the liquor and found that the liquid inside was as sweet and delicious as honey. After swallowing it, a milky aroma poured into his mouth. It was actually much better than the butter beer from other places.

"Every British magic restaurant makes butterbeer differently, but I'm sure that the butterbeer in the Hog's Head Bar is closest to the original flavor of this drink," Evans said while shaking the glass and watching the liquid flow from the side of the glass. Slowly sliding down, he explained to Tom.

"Actually, the name butter beer itself is a misinformation. It is actually butter ice wine. The winemaker pressed the frozen grapes and fermented the wine according to the traditional method. In the last step, a large amount of cream and butter were added, and this rich beer was born. Calorie wine. At that time, wizards only needed to carry a small bottle of this wine, and they could fight in the ice and snow all day long without getting tired."

Seemingly to win Tom's trust, Evans also told Tom the source of this statement. After sorting out what he said, he could write a paper called "The Origin of Butterbeer in the British Wizarding World."

"You may not believe it, but you are special in my eyes. I know you can provide me with the knowledge I want." Evans drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, smashed his mouth and said, "To show that My sincerity has sparked the spark of our friendship, and I am willing to provide you with some knowledge first."

Tom laughed, Evans really understands! He also knows how to play the long game to catch the big fish.

Just like a game, if you want to really attract people to play, the best way is to increase the explosion rate of the novice card pool and let the newbies use the rough gems they have saved from novice tasks to ship out. In this way, the newbies are caught like stupid fish greedy for bait. By the time they react, it is already too late.

For example, some people fished out a beautiful girl with five-star black stockings and cat ears from the novice pool, and thus got on the pirate ship. Only later did I discover that other pools had big guarantees every time! By the time they realize it, they have already taken the bait and can only endure it again and again.

At that time, looking at the card pool, the fish will truly understand the poem "Monster".

Of course, there are some idiots who don’t even know how to give cute newbies a little sweetness! Some games even have eight card packs without a single gold. Is this reasonable?

Tom looked at Evans and didn't want to talk to him. The free ones are the most expensive! He still understands this.

"I believe in equal exchange." Seeing Tom looking like he was about to leave, Evans stopped Tom and asked him to think about it again, "I can really give you some knowledge for free first!"