Hogwarts: A Thousand Layers of Fluorescence at the Beginning

Chapter 79 Arthur: I don’t care who you are, get off my son

“Professor McGonagall!”

Professor McGonagall took the four people behind him back to the office. White found that two people in the room were already restless.

Seamus and Neville stood up quickly when they saw Professor McGonagall coming back.

As soon as they returned to the office, McGonagall The professor waved his wand and three more chairs appeared out of thin air. After White’s people sat down,

Professor McGonagall walked up to Ron angrily, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and stared at the silent man. Ron

“Ron Weasley!”

“Do you know what you are doing?”

With a roaring shout, Seamus and Neville looked at each other.

“Dumbledore said as soon as school started that you would not be allowed to go near the corridor on the fourth floor. What were you and Harry doing there at night?”

“explain!”

“If I hadn’t met Peeves on the road singing the lyrics I just made up,”

“Gryffindor Weasley murders little Potter on the fourth floor”

“I can’t even find you yet!”

“Don’t want to say it?”

“Okay, Dumbledore will be here in a minute.”

Professor McGonagall looked away from Ron with a livid face, and turned around to check Harry’s condition.

“Harry, are you okay?”

Harry’s face was still pale. Looking at Ron’s figure with his head lowered and silent, Harry was trembling with fear. He never thought that his roommate would do such a thing.

Put him in such a dangerous place. Was it because he didn’t invite him to play with him? Was he really confused by Ron’s words

? Was he worried that Ron would be beaten to death? It was him.

Ron was too tired to go back to the dormitory after taking the improvement class.

He was the only person in the dormitory who didn’t complain about the intensity of the improvement class training in the past two days, which Ron didn’t explain clearly at the beginning.

Because he didn’t invite him to Hagrid’s cabin at noon? Ron wasn’t around at that time!

He was pulled away from the one-year-old wizard’s position by Percy, and he even sneaked up behind him and picked him up.

Godfather Sirius’s greeting card was full of noise, but he didn’t say anything.

Why did I neglect you and alienate you? There were ten million things in Harry’s mind that he didn’t understand.

“Professor, it’s okay.”

Harry’s tone was harsh, angry and fearful, making his whole body tremble as soon as he spoke. When he didn’t speak, he could hear his teeth chattering.

“Thanks to White for coming early enough.”

Harry thought for a while and added.

Professor McGonagall then remembered that when she arrived, she didn’t see Lu Wei.

“White, where is it?”

“it’s here.”

White took out a round sphere from the wizard’s robe. Professor McGonagall frowned.

“Principal Dumbledore taught me some simple alchemy knowledge. I figured out the little toy myself and added some traceless stretching spells.”

“The effect is okay.”

Professor McGonagall glanced at the strange ball and thought for a while.

“Thanks to you, Phoenix.”

Neville and Seamus looked at each other with admiration for White in their eyes.

“snort!”

Ron squeezed out a wave of dissatisfaction through his nose.

“Minerva!”

Dumbledore knocked on the door. He was notified of the portrait in the castle. He hurriedly walked out of the library.

Ron Weasley locked Harry Potter in the room on the fourth floor?

Dumbledore Blido frowned.

No, this was different from his script.

Could it be that Moody took White to see the Mirror of Erised? How could he change the script directly from White? Became Ron Weasley?

How could Weasley, the most trustworthy person, start preparing to destroy Harry?

The ridiculous development made Dumbledore summon Fawkes to send a message to the Burrow, and at the same time speed up towards McGonagall. The professor came to his office. Where is Snape?

After thinking about it, Dumbledore asked the portrait to visit there.

“Principal Dumbledore.”

As soon as he walked into the office, Dumbledore looked at Harry. After seeing that Harry was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

A test is a test, but when an accident happened, Dumbledore knew that Snape didn’t need to think about it. I will definitely fight him with my wand immediately. Even if I can’t defeat him, I will probably start thinking about how to get Grindelwald out of Nurmengard, just like he did eleven years ago. Just come to him

“Mr. Phoenix!”

Dumbledore walked around Ron and walked to White. He saw the wooden ball in White’s hand.

“Good alchemy technique, perfect traceless stretching spell”

“Slytherin gives you ten points for your bravery tonight.”

Moody cast an admiring look.

He is indeed Albus Dumbledore, who has twice faced off against the evil forces in the wizarding world. He has never relaxed his attention on Potter’s side.

Even in such a dangerous situation tonight, it was too early Did he predict it? Dumbledore was a little ashamed by Moody’s eyes.

“Dumbledore, Peeves has told me everything.”

Professor McGonagall spoke, but Dumbledore raised his hand to stop him before he finished speaking.

“Minerva, I still want to hear from Mr. Weasley himself.”

Dumbledore said and looked at Ron.

Ron raised his head crookedly, avoiding Dumbledore’s gaze. His legs hidden under the wizard’s robe kept shaking. There was a look of indifference on his face.

“Mr. Ron Weasley.” Dumbledore frowned and looked at Ron.

“Why are you taking Harry to the fourth floor so late at night, a place I warned you not to go near before school started?”

“Nothing, just for fun together”

“Do you know what you did by locking Harry in was dangerous?”

“Me, I didn’t want him to die”

“Me, I just wanted to lock him up for one night.”

“Why?”

“Me, me, me.”

Ron choked and couldn’t speak for a while.

“You know, with this behavior, you will be expelled even if Harry has nothing to do today.”

Ron’s face froze, his mouth tilted and his head tilted. He didn’t say a word, but he still shook his legs.

“Principal, Ron may not really want me to die. Harry said timidly, and White moved his position calmly to avoid being struck by lightning.

“During training in the evening, Ron told me that he knew about my father, so I did.”

Dumbledore glanced at Harry.

Lily’s child·······Unfortunately, Ron didn’t appreciate it.

Hearing Harry defend him, he sneered disdainfully:”That’s right.”

“What are you pretending to be? What’s the use of speaking for me now? What did you shout just now?”

“I’m just going to lock you up for one night.”

Ron curled his lips.

Bang! A crisp sound rang out, and a small rain of fire appeared in Professor McGonagall’s office. Fox hurried from the Burrow with Molly and Arthur.

In the middle of the night, the two dressed in When he saw Fox, he rushed over without even changing his clothes. At this moment, he saw all the little wizards sitting on the stools, only Ron and Molly were standing. Only one thought came to my mind: Ron got into trouble again

“Let me tell you, what happens even if you die inside?”

Ron roared, his face turned red all of a sudden, and he even shed tears excitedly, as if he had been greatly wronged.

“Everyone says hello, are you really okay?”

“You, Harry Potter, you have such a big name, you are so majestic.”

“You go out for a night out after saying a few words in the middle of the night. You are such a ghost. Also, also, when I scolded White on the train, didn’t you listen very enthusiastically?”

“Now that I’m pretending, I’m being ridiculed by those ignorant guys. They all look down on me. You’ve also drawn a clear line with me.”

“What a ghost you are! Your parents were given by you…………”

“Ron!”

Arthur, who had just stood firm, stepped forward and slapped Ron in the face.

Molly also opened her eyes wide as if seeing this son for the first time.

She couldn’t believe that Ron would say such a thing.

“Shut up!”

Arthur was furious, it was Ron again.

I heard that Ron was the one who caused trouble last time he came to Hogwarts. Originally, Ron would have improved, but in just a few days, not only did Ron not

Arthur felt that his face was shameless even though he didn’t repent at all.

Hearing Ron’s words, Harry gritted his teeth and his face was filled with disbelief. Ron, he’s crazy, he’s really crazy. Wasn’t it his idea to go out on the night tour? Why did he become a participant even though he didn’t say anything on the train? White looked at the free points flying in the background and apologized.

He didn’t care about Harry’s actions at all.

It was obvious that Ron was even more outrageous now than he was under the Imperius Curse, and what he said was taken as a joke.

Moody looked at White and Ron, and the speculum in his arms made him irritated. , there is a sharp contrast between the little wizard of Gryffindor in the Weasley family and the Slytherin White who has his own concerns next to him. Are his previous opinions really correct? Apart from the different colleges, are there any other differences between the students?

Looking at the gold and red colors on Ron’s front that symbolized the lion, Moody was silent.

“What to do!”

Ron’s thin body burst out with a loud voice, not avoiding Arthur’s identity at all.

“What do you know, hit me as soon as I come here.”

Ron shouted at the top of his lungs.

“I didn’t do anything wrong. I was ignored by you at home. You favored your brother and sister. I didn’t say anything, but why do you slap me now?”

“What did I say wrong?”

“He is Harry Potter, he is the Boy Who Lived, he is a genius of black magic, he has so many names, isn’t he still an orphan?”

“Night tour.”

Ron raised a finger and continued to crack it as he spoke.

“I acted according to the prevailing situation, everyone ignored me, and he ignored me too.”

“Befriend Slytherin”

“even…………”Okay.”

Arthur looked at his son in front of him and felt that the blood pumping from his heart was cold.

Who is this strange guy?

He has been standing tall in the Clean Water Department of the Ministry of Magic all his life, and now he was destroyed by Ron word by word.. Preferential?

Slandering others? Arthur wouldn’t have known that Ron was so paranoid if it hadn’t been for Percy writing home about it every day.