Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

"Haha, Dean, you are such a good friend. In order to accompany me, you actually came up with such a crappy way!" Rolf laughed loudly while lying on the hospital bed. "I would like to call you my best friend from now on." Good friend."

"Shut up, you gloating guy, it's a shame that I thought of a way to get you out early!" Dean said depressedly, he really made a careless friend.

"Rolf, I forgot to tell you the good news. I have asked Harry to get the approval slip from Professor Dumbledore. You will be discharged from the hospital soon." Ron said quickly.

"Really? That's great!" Rolf jumped up from the bed excitedly, not at all like the hopeless look he had just now.

"But you won't be discharged from the hospital until tomorrow morning." Harry quickly handed over the approval note and added.

"Tomorrow morning?" Rolf's excitement stopped suddenly and he checked the approval slip in his hand in disbelief.

"Sorry, I can only do this. Professor Dumbledore insists that you stay in the hospital for one more night of observation." Harry said sheepishly.

"Then I have to be in the same room with this guy tonight?" Rolf looked at Dean with disgust.

Dean was really pissed off. Didn't they hang out together every day during the Christmas holidays?

"If you don't want to, Ron would be happy to stay and keep you company." Hermione said suddenly.

Ron looked at her blankly: "What are you talking about?"

After a quick glance at the door of the ward, Hermione immediately pulled out her wand and shouted to Ron: "Hot!"

Ron immediately screamed and squatted on the ground, covering his face - Dean's sharp eyes noticed that a pile of fire boils appeared on Ron's face.

Almost everyone was "petrified" in shock. They didn't expect Hermione to suddenly attack Ron.

"Why haven't you left yet? Oh my god, kid, what's wrong with your face?" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed, putting a bottle of steaming potion into Dean's hand, "-Drink it quickly. Come on, you'll feel better."

"I, I..." Ron was speechless in pain, and looked at Hermione with eyes full of surprise, confusion, anger and fear.

"Let me see - a kind of mischief charm, just apply some boil removal ointment, but to be on the safe side, you'd better be hospitalized for observation tonight." Madam Pomfrey checked Ron and said.

"Why haven't you left yet? Do you have to let me deduct points?" Madam Pomfrey turned around and found several Gryffindors in the "petrified" state, and immediately became furious.

"Ron, congratulations on your wish!" Hermione patted her pocket and said deliberately before running out of the campus hospital with Harry and others.

"The current first graders are really..." Madam Pomfrey shook her head with a confused expression, then comforted Ron and said, "I'll go get the boil ointment and I'll be back soon."

"Ron, what's going on? Didn't I remind you not to tell Hermione?" Dean felt that Ron was asking for trouble.

"It's not my fault." Ron felt extremely aggrieved. "When I went to find Harry, he was with Hermione, preparing to go to Hagrid's place - we only went to find him after returning from Hagrid's place. Dumbledore."

Dean felt helpless. It was such a coincidence. It was really difficult to get rid of Hermione under such circumstances.

"What are they looking for Hagrid for?" Dean asked.

"Hagrid got the leprechaun gold coins that were used as bait and told them to get them." Ron patted his pocket, and there was a pleasant sound of gold coins clinking inside.

"I think I understand why Hermione suddenly attacked you." Dean suddenly realized, "I have to stay in the school hospital tonight, and the leprechaun gold coins can only be stored for a few hours. If we don't act tonight If you do, those gold coins will disappear."

"What does this have to do with attacking me?" Ron was a little confused.

"It's very simple. Without Dean and this young master, that little girl probably doesn't expect you to catch the Niffler, so I hope we can take action~" Rolf said scornfully.

Dean finally discovered that Rolf seemed to be very low-key at ordinary times, but in fact he was a kind of coquettish person. When he was with acquaintances, he showed off more than anyone else.

"Ron, are those leprechaun gold coins Hagrid got on you?" Seeing that Ron was still confused, Dean asked.

"Yes." Ron blushed slightly. He rushed to take over this task. Even though he knew that the leprechaun gold coins would not last long, Ron still enjoyed the heavy feeling in his pocket.

"Hermione felt that they had no chance of catching the Niffler with these baits, so she pinned her hopes on us." Dean said as tactfully as possible, "I didn't know at the time that Hagrid had already helped get the leprechaun gold coins, and was Madam Pomfrey forced her to stay in the campus hospital, so Hermione can only find a way to get you, who keeps these baits, to stay in the campus hospital too, so that I can use these baits."

"Then she can say hello to me in advance!" Ron was a little dissatisfied.

"I'm afraid she didn't have that chance." Rolf calmly interjected, "There was no time to discuss it under the circumstances. If the little girl had taken action later, she would have been caught by Madam Pomfrey. That would have been a serious violation. If you violate school regulations, you will be deducted a lot of points.”

"Why am I always the unlucky one?" Ron felt extremely depressed. He now knew clearly that Hermione attacked him entirely because those gold coins were on him. It would have been better if he had not been responsible for keeping these gold coins.

"You are indeed unlucky. I hope those boils won't leave scars on your face." Madam Pomfrey came in with the boil remover and heard Ron's wailing.

"Isn't it? Isn't it?" Ron was a little shocked. It seemed that the price was a bit heavy.

Dean gave Ron a begging look and didn't dare to say anything - he had just poured the steaming potion into an empty bottle while Madam Pomfrey was leaving. Get up, he didn't want Madam Pomfrey to find out that he hadn't taken the medicine.

"Of course not. Madam Pomfrey's ointment is surprisingly effective." Rolf said with a flattering smile on his face, "right? Madam Pomfrey."

"Glib words will not allow you to be discharged from the hospital even one minute earlier, unless you can get Professor Dumbledore's approval." Madam Pomfrey said to Rolf while applying ointment to Ron's face.

"Thank you, Madam Pomfrey. I'm so lucky. I just got an approval note from Professor Dumbledore - I can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." Rolf handed the approval note that Ron just handed him. Passed it over.

"Rolf, if I find out that you forged Professor Dumbledore's..." Madam Pomfrey looked at the approval note in disbelief, "Is this actually true?"

Damn it, he pretended it again!

Dean looked at Rolf who looked proud and shook his head secretly.