Hogwarts: Restore The Glory Of The Black Family

In the Hogwarts cafeteria, the little wizards are enjoying a sumptuous lunch, including cakes and other sweets.

Wizards don't have toothaches, and they can be solved with a trip to the infirmary at most.

Draco was chewing a chicken leg at the Slytherin table and staring at the Gryffindor table.

The ferocious look made Martin suspect that Draco was treating Harry like a drumstick.

"Draco, can you be normal? Didn't you just kick Harry out of Hogwarts? As for that?"

Draco didn't look back, put down the drumstick and said fiercely: "Professor McGonagall must have been the one to cover it up. She is the headmaster of Gryffindor. Potter caused so much trouble and was only punished to clean the bathroom."

Martin shook his head. Draco still couldn't understand, thinking that Professor McGonagall could protect him. In fact, if Dumbledore hadn't been behind it, Harry would have been expelled.

The Daily Prophet reported that at least a dozen Muggles saw Harry and Ronald driving up to the sky in a car.

This kind of exposure to the world of The Witcher 13 will not be tolerated by the Ministry of Magic.

How much work do they have to do to clear the memory and influence of Muggles.

Only Dumbledore, the chief magician, could make the Ministry of Magic change its mind and allow Harry to enjoy his study life in peace.

You must know that there are many laws in the Ministry of Magic, which were once formulated by Professor Dumbledore. Of course, he also knows what loopholes can be exploited.

Martin didn't say anything anymore. Ronald's incident made Martin's attitude towards Harry change. It was a tradition of the Black family to be a jerk.

As the eldest brother, Martin naturally has to protect his siblings.

At this time, suddenly an owl flew in from the window, attracting the little wizard's attention. This was not the time to send letters.

The owl suddenly plunged onto the Gryffindor table and lay on the cake in front of Ronald.

It flaps its wings and splashes the butter around.

"Oh, damn, Ronald, get it." Hermione ducked, wiping the cream from her face.

Obviously, this was Ronald's owl. Ronald hurriedly took down the letter and let the owl go.

"Oh my God, look, Ronald has received a roaring letter." Seamus, the famous Gryffindor wizard and the founder of explosive magic, shouted.

Harry looked at Ronald worriedly.

"Ronald, Mrs. Weasley couldn't have given this to you. You might be in trouble."

After Ronald heard this, he hesitated whether to open it, and finally made up his mind. If he didn't open it right away, he would not be able to eat his good fruit when he got home.

"Ronald Weasley, you dared to steal your father's car. Do you know how much trouble you have caused? Your father is already under investigation.

I'm warning you, if you cause trouble in school again, you'll go straight home. "

Molly Weasley's voice could be heard throughout the cafeteria. After finishing the snarling letter, she angrily tore it into pieces.

The jeers also followed, Ronald's face flushed, and he looked at the looks around him, as well as the mocking looks from Slytherin.

Ronald, who was already very low on self-esteem, was about to burst into tears.

"Ronald, are you okay?" Harry asked concerned.

Ronald said nothing, stood up and ran out of the cafeteria, tears floating in the corners of his eyes.

"Ronald." Harry stood up and was about to chase him out, but Hermione pulled him back.

"Harry, leave him alone for a while."

Hermione obviously knew that Ronald was more suited to licking his wounds alone now.

Here, Ronald ran all the way back to the dormitory, threw himself on the bed, covered himself with a quilt, and cried in the quilt.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Ronald was hiding alone in the dormitory crying. At this time, he didn't even have the courage to go to class, thinking that he might as well go home.

Ronald was crying and thinking: Why do you treat him like this? He obviously wants to help Harry, even his family looks down on him, and everyone bullies him.

At this time, Ronald was even thinking in his young heart: Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, one day, he will make those who look down on him and bully him pay the price.

A gentle voice suddenly sounded in Ronald's ears. "Poor little wizard, why are you crying?"

Who? Ronald opened the quilt in horror. He didn't want anyone to see him like this.

Looking around, there was no one there, Ronald looked around.

"Where are you looking? I'm here, little wizard."

Ronald saw a locket on his bed, with a platinum chain shining in the sun.

"You, who are you?"

The gentle voice continued. "I'm just a soul trapped in a locket, little wizard."

Ronald held up the locket cautiously and saw the snake pattern on the box. Ronald had never seen such a delicate thing, but he also knew that "the symbol of Slytherin is the snake."

"Are you a bad wizard?"

"It's really sad. I'm not a bad wizard. I just happened to hear you crying, so I came to comfort you."

It must be said that the sound made by the locket was so gentle and seductive that Ronald relaxed his vigilance.

"Have you been bullied?"

Ronald's mood became depressed and he said slowly: "They will definitely look down on me from today on. I have no shame in staying at Hogwarts.

"Oh, miserable little wizard, but you may not realize that only strength is the support of wizards. As long as you are good, they will not look down on you [but will

Worship you. "

A glimmer of hope rose in Ronald's eyes, but then he said in despair: "But my talent is not good, and my studies are not as good as others."

"It doesn't matter. Our meeting is destined. I can help you. Don't you want to be admired by others?"

The locket continued: "Think about it, when you become good, they will forget how you treat people today, and you will become a role model in their hearts and win all the cheers ["

Ronald fell into fantasy, imagining that he would become a prefect, lead the Gryffindor Quidditch team to win Slytherin, and win honors while everyone was in a trance.

If Cole were here, he could see the ambition rising in little Ronald's eyes.

Desire is like a rolling stone on a high mountain. Once it falls, it will not stop.

Ronald's eyes sparkled. "what should I do?"

"I will help you, but first you must listen to me and earn respect in the classroom."

Ronald nodded, covered his head with the opened quilt, held the locket in his hand, and started whispering.

In the Gryffindor bedroom, young Weasley's future changed and headed in an unknown direction. .