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Chapter 445 Snake Spirit Petrification
"Didn't Dumbledore already trust me?" Ron heard Fang Ze's ridicule and returned in confusion.

"Dumbledore won't trust anyone except Harry Potter." Fang Ze continued mockingly, "Of course, if Harry Potter is not the person in the prophecy, maybe he doesn't even trust Harry Potter." will trust."

"Then why didn't he ask me where I learned the magic spell?" Ron asked then.

"Because it's not necessary." Fang Ze explained to Ron, "Your parents are the hardcore Dumbledore party, the backbone of the Order of the Phoenix, so you definitely didn't learn magic spells from your parents."

"So?" Ron looked at Fang Ze and asked, "So you can only be bewitched by people who don't have good intentions."

Fang Ze deliberately left out the fact that Shadowless God is Snape's signature magic, leading Ron to think in a wrong way.

"Think about it, Dumbledore's intended right-hand man for his savior was actually bewitched by others, what would Dumbledore think?"

"Maybe he'll give up on me and find someone else to be Harry's assistant, like Neville Longbottom?"

"That's right." Fang Ze said to Ron, "As for whether what I said is true, let the next time prove it."

After talking with Fang Ze, the tired Ron returned to the dormitory.Originally, Ron wanted to go to bed early, but Harry had just finished chatting with other people in the dormitory, and he and Ron came here by speed.

This made everyone in the dormitory very interested in what happened to Harry and Ron.Now that Ron came back, he naturally became the target of everyone's siege.

If it was Ron in the past, maybe he would be very pleased with this kind of flattery, but now Ron thinks that he is no longer a brat, so he naturally dismisses other people's flattery.

After dismissing the other roommates irritably, Ron was about to go to bed, but Harry quietly came over and tried to talk to Ron.

Harry is now very interested in Ron. From Knockturn Alley before to Whomping Willow now, Ron's fighting ability has surprised Harry. He is eager to know why Ron is so powerful.

But Ron didn't have the energy to chat with Harry. He originally planned to send Harry away with a few words, but he didn't expect Harry to pester him like a brown candy.

Ron suddenly became a little angry.

He had risked exposure, had rescued him from under the Whomping Willow, and had had a grueling fight with Dumbledore and Snape, but now Harry was so ungrateful that he was bothering him.

Thinking of this, Ron was not very polite to Harry, and the two soon broke up.

Ron had thought that his life couldn't be any worse, but he was wrong.

The next day, Ron was starting breakfast in the great hall. Wheat porridge, dishes of kippers and bacon were laid out on four long tables, and the sky looked dark and cloudy from the magic ceiling.Harry was sitting next to Hermione, who was reading Sailing With Vampires, leaning against the milk jug, intently.When she said good morning to them this morning, her tone was stiff, and it was obvious that she was still very dissatisfied with what they had done.

Harry didn't care about Hermione's attitude, because he knew what kind of person Hermione was, but this made Ron even more upset.

Because he obviously did the right thing, without him, Harry is still stuck at the train station and unable to come to school, but everyone seems to think that he did something wrong.

Ron had just started eating wheat porridge. At this time, hundreds of owls flew over his head. They flew in one after another and circled the hall.Then, letters and packages were thrown into the chattering crowd.

A gray unidentified object fell into Hermione's jug, spilling milk and feathers all over them.

"Errol!" cried Ron, lifting the wet owl in the milk jug.Urol lost his balance and fell again, unconscious.It also held a wet red envelope in its mouth.

"Ah, no." Ron gasped.

"It's all right, it's not going to die," said Hermione, stroking its feathers lightly with her fingertips.

"It's not it, it's this."

Ron pointed to the red envelope and said.

"What's going on?" Harry asked.

"She sent me Howler bombs." Ron nearly passed out.

"Ron, you'd better open it," Neville, a classmate beside him, whispered timidly. "If you don't open it, it may be more troublesome. My grandpa sent me one once, and I ignored it, and it turned out—" He swallowed, "It's terrible anyway."

Harry's gaze moved from their terrified faces to the red envelope.

"What's a growler?" he asked.

Ron was so focused on the letter that it started to smoke from its corners.

"Open it up," Neville urged. "It's over in a few minutes."

Trembling, Ron took the letter from Errol's mouth, smoothed it, and tore it open.Neville stuffed his fingers into his ears.In the blink of an eye, Harry understood.He thought the letter had exploded, and an angry voice filled the hall, shaking even the dust off the ceiling.

"Stolen the car, I wouldn't be surprised if they kicked you out of school. If I caught you, you'd be in for a treat. I don't think you ever thought of your parents finding out that the car was missing How would you worry about it?"

Mrs. Weasley's voice was at least a hundred times louder than usual, howling through the air.

The dishes and spoons on the table were bouncing up and down, and the sound of bouncing back from the stone wall was deafening.

Everyone in the hall turned to see who had received the growler, and Ron slumped in his chair, wishing he could huddle up so that his scarlet face would not be seen by others.

"I got Dumbledore's letter last night. I think your dad will die of shame. We never taught you to do that. You and Harry should have killed each other." Harry finally waited for his name to appear.He pretended to cover his ears with his hands so that he couldn't hear the sound that resounded through the hall.

"...It's a disgrace to the family. Your father was suspended for questioning at work. This is all your fault! If you dare to make mistakes again, we will take you home immediately."

When he finally finished speaking, there was still a "buzzing" sound in people's ears.The red envelope fell from Ron's hand to the ground, and soon caught fire by itself, burning to ashes all at once.Harry and Ron sat in their seats, speechless for a long time.Several people laughed, and then there were whispers in the hall.

Hermione closed Walking with Vampires and looked down at Ron.

"I don't think you'd expect that, Ron, but you."

Hermione originally wanted to comfort Ron with good intentions, although others didn't think she was comforting.

But Ron in this state obviously thought that Hermione was mocking him, so he ran away immediately. He scolded Hermione and Harry, then turned and left.

But even if Ron left Harry and Hermione, he encountered a lot of bad things.

Thought he'd get the greenhouse class right away.When he opened the door and walked in, Mr. Spot was standing behind a high stand in the middle of the greenhouse.About two dozen earplugs of various colors are arranged on the shelf.

Ron saw Harry and Hermione sitting there from a distance, and he really didn't want to go there in the play, but now only Harry and Hermione have vacant seats beside them.So Ron reluctantly walked over, but he didn't talk to Harry and Hermione much.

The teacher said, "We are going to learn about the plants of Wanruike today. Who can tell me the purpose of Wanruike now?"

Hermione was the first to raise her hand, as usual.

"Wan Rui Ke or Wan Rui Ge Ke is a very effective compounding agent", she was so familiar with it that she seemed to swallow the whole book in her stomach. "Used for the restoration of a cursed or deformed person."

"Excellent, ten points for Gryffindor House," said Mr. Spotter. "While Wanrac is an effective antidote, it is very dangerous in itself. Can anyone tell me why?"

Hermione's hand flew up again, nearly knocking Harry's glasses off this time.

"Vanrek's cry is fatal," she answered accurately.

"Exactly. Add ten more points," said Mr. Spotter. "The Van Rick we see here is still tender."

Ron looked at Hermione who answered the question, looking very jealous.Because what he lacks most now is the sense of approval and praise from others, but the rich and well-behaved Hermione is always easy to get these.

"Are you even jealous of this?" Fang Ze appeared in Ron's mind again and said, "It's just some simple knowledge."

"Although it's just simple knowledge, the damn thing is that I don't know this knowledge." Ron said to Fang Ze.

"It's very simple." Fang Ze looked at Ron and said, "Remember the injections I taught you about magic spells last time? All the knowledge in Hogwarts textbooks, you only need one injection, and you will fully learn .”

"What price do I have to pay?" Ron asked Fang Ze.

"When I teach you knowledge, I will teach you a magic that petrifies others. This magic is a bit like a snake that can petrify others." Fang Ze said to Ron, "As long as you are Just use this magic on Malfoy at the right time."

"It's that simple?" Ron originally thought that Fang Ze would make the same embarrassing request as the last time he molested Hermione, but he didn't expect that this time it was just such a simple magic.

"It's that simple." Fang Ze replied affirmatively.

After this class, Fang Ze gave Ron the memory injection loaded with magic and knowledge, allowing Ron to fully learn these things.

So Ron, who was just a little transparent, became a magic genius in a short period of time. He was familiar with any magic knowledge, and even knew which page and column he was in the textbook.

This is even worse than Hermione, and because of Ron's brilliance, although his relationship with Harry has not deteriorated further, it has not improved much.

But even so, since even Hermione had to ask Ron a lot of questions, the relationship between Ron and Hermione unexpectedly returned to normal.

On this day, Ron and Hermione had just finished discussing a magic issue. Hermione suggested to visit Harry who contacted Quebec. Leigh was very interested in the crisis caused by his best friend's relationship. In order to avoid explaining to others what happened to him and Harry, Ron agreed to go and see Harry's training.

But at this time, Gryffindor was in conflict with Slytherin because of the venue.

"Slings!" Wood yelled at the Slytherins. "This is our training time! We are conducting special exercises, you are not allowed to come and see!" Marcus - Slings is taller than Wood.He replied sinisterly: "This place is very big, Wood."

Angelina - Alicia and Katie also came over.There are no women in Slytherin teams.They stood shoulder to shoulder in front of the Gryffindor team, squinting at Wood.

"But I booked this field!" Wood obviously got angry. "I made a reservation early in the morning."

"Ah," said Slims, "but I have a special note from Professor Snape." As he spoke, he took out a note from his pocket.The note read: "I, Professor Snape, in view of the need to train the new team members - the Seekers, charter the Lyndlings to practice on the Quidditch pitch today."

"You found a new Seeker?" Wood's attention was distracted. "where?"

After six tall figures came a seventh, shorter man with a false smile on his pointed pale face.He is Draco Malfoy.

"You are the son of Lucius Malfoy?" Fred said, looking at Malfoy in disgust.

"It's strange why you brought up Draco's dad," Slims said, smiling across the faces of their team members. "Let me show you his generous gift to the Slytherin team."

The seven of them took out the broom together.Seven brand-new brooms were polished, and a set of large golden characters shone against the morning sun: "Nimbus 2001" was displayed in front of the eyes of the Gryffindor players.

"This is the newest style. It was only available last month." Slims said casually, flicking the dust off the end of the handle with his hand.

For a while, no one in the Gryffindor team made a sound.Malfoy smirked harder and harder, squeezing his hard eyes into a line.

"Look," said Slims, "there's two more court takers."

Ron and Hermione came across the grass to see what was going on.

"What's up?" Ron asked Harry. "Why not practice? What is he doing here?"

He stared at Malfoy, who was wearing a Slytherin shirt.

"I'm the Slytherin Seeker, Ron," Malfoy said triumphantly.

"Everyone is admiring the new broom my dad bought for the team!"

Ron stared at the seven new clusters of brooms in front of him, his mouth fell open and he forgot to speak.

"Not bad?" Malfoy said fluently. "Maybe you Gryffindor team can scrape together some money to buy some new brooms. Then these old products of yours can be bought for museum exhibits."

Laughter erupted from the Slytherin team.

"At least the Gryffindors don't have to rely on props to win," Hermione retorted, "they have real skills."

The smug look faded from Malfoy's face.

"No one asks for your opinion. You Muggle-born," he swore angrily.

Harry had realized that Malfoy's words would cause a stir.Slims stepped in front of Malfoy, blocking George and Fred who were rushing towards him.Alicia screamed: "How dare you say that!" Ron reached into his magic robe and took out his wand, saying, "You will regret it!" Then he pointed the wand at Mal under Slims' arm. blessing.

In fact, Ron didn't really want to stand up for Hermione, but he realized that now was an excellent opportunity.

A good opportunity to complete Fang Ze's mission.

So he waved his wand directly and yelled at Draco, "Snake spirit petrified."

(End of this chapter)