Hogsmeade. "Why does this just feel like an ordinary little village?"
After trudging through the biting wind for over half an hour, Daphne had finally arrived in Hogsmeade. After carefully looking over the old-fashioned village before her, she felt immensely disappointed by the Hogsmeade everyone had talked about.
Not only did it lack the eye-opening novelty she had felt upon first entering Diagon Alley, but it was also several streets behind Avalon, which had been built around the same time.
In Daphne's own words, Hogsmeade Village had clearly only been built recently, yet every corner exuded the decaying air of a bygone age.
Alice offered no comment on that.
Unlike her younger brother Ian, who was keen on exploring, she had already visited Hogsmeade through other means.
Having traveled to many places since childhood, she had never held the same expectations for Hogsmeade as Daphne did. She knew all too well what the wizarding world was truly like.
At the end of the day, Hogsmeade was merely an ordinary Wizard Village. It had been given a legendary aura only because it bore the title of Britain's sole Wizard Village and was frequently visited by Hogwarts students.
"Let's head over there first. I remember you've always wanted to visit the Three Broomsticks!"
Not wanting to shiver in the cold wind, Alice headed straight for the Three Broomsticks nearest the village entrance, intending to get inside and have a hot Butterbeer first.
"I'm just a little disappointed. I heard this place was completely destroyed during the Second Wizarding War. Why did they rebuild it like this?"
Daphne hurried a few steps forward and followed Alice into the pub.
The moment they entered, they were drowned in the buzzing clamor that greeted them. Students playing cards filled every corner of the pub. Rather