Hogwarts: Breaking off the engagement at the beginning and marrying Hermione instead

""Brown."

Braun put down the pie in his hand and looked up at the timid little boy beside him.

Seeing his freckled face and the timid look compared to other Weasleys,

Braun knew who he was instantly.

"What's up, Ron? What's going on?"

"It's nothing, it's just what happened last time.……"

Ron lowered his head and whispered in embarrassment.

Brown frowned.

Then he suddenly said:

"Of course, let's wait until we finish our meal! Then I'll show you the new Nimbus series broom my dad bought for me!"

Ron was a little excited.

His cheeks flushed like his hair.

He lowered his voice and said:

"Great! Braun! I saw the news about their listing in the newspaper a long time ago."

Ron is a die-hard Quidditch fan.

He has no resistance to flying brooms.

Braun shrugged:

"As long as you like it."

He didn't have much love for flying brooms.

In his previous life, he didn't like Quidditch described in books very much.

One reason was that this sport was too barbaric.

Another reason was that he thought this sport was too stupid.

As long as the Golden Snitch was not caught, the game would not end.

The longest game in history lasted for two days.

And those wizards actually stayed in the audience and watched.

God, this is really stupid.

But thinking of the poor entertainment of wizards,

Braun no longer despised them, but felt a little sympathy.

If they had a TV, they wouldn't be like this.

""Mom, we're done eating, let's go out and play!"

Brown wiped his mouth with the napkin on the table.

He waved to Mrs. Fly who was still chatting.

Ron did the same.

After getting the consent of their parents, the two little boys hurried out of the restaurant and came to the garden outside the castle.

"Seriously, Ron, should we wear more clothes? I feel a little cold.

Looking at the snow-covered grass and the frozen garden,

Brown blew air into his hands.

He was only wearing a single layer of clothes.

It was okay to stay in the castle.

It was a little cold when he came out.

""Brown! Don't think about it, let's go and see the broom!"

Ron said excitedly while trembling.

He was also very cold.

But his love for the flying broom still made the heat in his heart overcome the cold.

""Okay, fine. If you insist."

Braun stammered.

The two ran on the snow.

Soon they arrived outside a small wooden house.

"Here we are……"

He opened the door and pulled Ron in.

Brown felt better.

To be honest, if his original body had not been reckless and stupid, and if he had not had a good relationship with Ron, he would never have done such a stupid thing.

He was almost frozen to death.

""Brown! This is really great!"

Ron said intoxicatedly as he looked at the exquisite broom in front of him.

"Can I touch it?"

"Of course, if you want, you can fly it later.

But I suggest you don't do that. It's too cold and I'm afraid you'll catch a cold.……"

"Really? Great!

This is really great!"

Looking at Ron stroking the broom in a lustful manner,

Brown knew that what he had just said was in vain.

Forget it, if he wants to fly, let him fly.

Anyway, he is not the one who will catch a cold.

"Brown, look at these branches. They are said to be carefully selected.

And the trunk of the broom, feel it and see if it is perfect?

It is all handmade! And here!"

Ron pointed to a mark on the broom and said:

""The newly invented miniature engraved magic solidified symbol.

This is a technology that has only been around for a short time!"

Brown was confused. His original body didn't like Quidditch.

Because there had been no magic riots, using a flying broom was out of the question.

So he didn't understand what Ron said at all.

But looking at his expression, the broom in front of him was actually quite good.

Brown waved his hand nonchalantly:

"Since you like it, this broom is for you."

"Really, really?"

Ron's tone was a little excited.

But soon he said with a little regret:

"No, you keep it."

""What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

Brown was a little surprised. After all, Ron didn't look like he didn't like it just now.

He looked like he wanted to throw himself on the broom.

"It's too expensive. My mother won't let me have it."

Ron knows the price of a broom.

A new broom like this one would cost at least 200 gold Galleons.

You have to know that his monthly pocket money is only a few copper Knuts. He doesn't even have a silver Sickle.

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