One of the guest rooms on the second floor of the Hog's Head Inn had become M.S.C.'s regular meeting place.
To provide Wizet with a better meeting environment, Aberforth Dumbledore had taken advantage of the summer break after the end of the previous school year to renovate and upgrade the room.
Anyone merely passing through the corridor would never have guessed that behind that unremarkable wooden door lay a spacious, bright, and tidy meeting room.
The weather was terrible that weekend. When Wizet and Luna stepped into the Hog's Head Inn, a thunderstorm was still raging outside.
However, Aberforth Dumbledore had been prepared. When Wizet and Luna reached the bar and waved to greet him, he promptly brought over two steaming cups of tea.
Wizet and Luna had barely picked up their cups when a commotion came from the entrance.
It was Fred and George. They ran inside while shouting at the tops of their lungs.
"This rain is incredible!"
"Looks like Lee's Animagus attempt is going to fail..."
"Yeah! It's already thundering. We'll have to wait until next time to bury the potion."
"If he hadn't talked in his sleep, he probably could've succeeded a month ago."
"Hey! Don't mention what he says in his sleep! I'm afraid he'll challenge us to a duel later!"
The two of them noisily reached the bar. Seeing the teacups in Wizet and Luna's hands, they immediately turned to Aberforth Dumbledore and said in deliberately coy voices, "Aberforth, we want some too!"
"Sure!" Aberforth Dumbledore nodded and swiftly poured two cups of tea from the teapot.
He pushed the steaming tea toward them and said to Fred and George, "There you go. Make sure you finish it all!"
"Hm?" Fred and George raised their brows at the same time. Both of them sensed