HP fan, I'm Ron Weasley

A "dead gay", because I used to have some vague feelings for some pretty girls.I'm a little sad because I'm a Malfoy, and I'm the only child in the Malfoy family, so I'm destined to find a girl to marry and have a healthy heir.In any case, it doesn't make any sense to think so much now.Like I said, maybe tomorrow we'll break up - and as far as Ron is concerned, we've never been 'together'.

Just when I was thinking wildly, Ron raised his head suddenly, squeezed his eyes and smiled maliciously at me:

"I got caught again!! Let me tell you one last time - don't peek at me!!!"

Seeing his smug face, I grabbed the book at hand and threw it over vigorously——Bastard, it's your honor to see you, Master Ben! !

Hermione's forgiveness

Dad recovered well and we went back to school the next afternoon.The reconciliation between Harry and I didn't really surprise anyone, but Hermione gave us both a sneer and refused to talk to either of us anymore.I always feel sorry and awkward when I see Hermione again, I really never thought Hermione would like me, I mean, I'm really worthless, I'm not worth it at all.Hermione is excellent, people who like her range from Krum to Neville (well, it seems that there are only two people who are "up" and "down").Anyway, like Harry said, I'm not good enough for a girl as good as Hermione, am I!Harry had gone to Hermione privately to try and say nice things to me, but it didn't work out like we expected, and he's now stuck between Hermione and me, awkward and irritated.Especially when he found out that Draco had written the homework that he had copied for a week, his anger reached a new level:

"Why didn't you say it earlier?!?" Then he threw my homework on the ground: "Also, don't ask me to humbly apologize for you again! I'm serious, you can't talk to He Apologize Min? You've been a complete asshole for this whole thing!!"

I sigh:

"I know...just, I don't know how to face her...you know..."

Harry also temporarily forgot about his homework, sat down and followed me and sighed:

"Of course I do. But—you've got to face it, don't you! I mean, have you always wanted to be like Hermione?"

I wiped my face vigorously:

"Okay, I'll try again tomorrow!"

Harry patted me on the shoulder and said with a hard face:

"Don't make a sad face, just apologize to Hermione! You are not as miserable as me!!"

I was still irritated at first, and saw Harry's face that didn't want to live anymore.Immediately sympathized:

"You have to go to the cellar tonight?"

Harry said gloomyly:

"Um--"

Because of his father's affairs, the old headmaster decided to ask Snape to teach Harry "Occlumency"-a method that can isolate Harry from the increasingly close contact with the mysterious person.Because neither Sirius nor Remus or anyone else knew that, the old headmaster specifically asked Snape to teach Harry one-on-one.Thinking of this, I feel strangely better:

"Maybe you're lucky—"

Harry rolled his eyes, grabbing the parchment even more bitterly.I paused and decided to lie:

"I wrote the homework on herbalism!"

Harry looked up suspiciously:

"Really?"

I raise my eyebrows:

"real!"

Harry also paused suspiciously, and said quickly:

"Okay, I'll trust you just once!"

I bent down and grabbed my parchment on the ground, happily copying it.I couldn't help laughing out loud, but I felt bursts of warmth in my mind—thank you for trusting me, Harry!No matter what, I decided to apologize to Hermione for the last time. Whether she will forgive me or not, I should make it clear to her sincerely.In the evening, Harry went to the cellar to learn some shitty "Occlumency" without fear of death, and I also walked out of the lounge heavily, deciding to stop her on the way.It's just a coincidence today, obviously Hermione didn't imagine going back to the lounge first before going to the library or something like before, I wandered around the tower for a long time and didn't see her.Just as I was about to walk towards the classroom, I bumped into the old principal directly!

As soon as I turned the corner, I saw the slender figure of the old principal.Secretly mustered up the courage:

"Professor Dumbledore—"

The old headmaster turned his head and slowed down when he saw it was me:

"Ron?"

I walked forward in two steps, but didn't know what to say.The old headmaster led me towards the headmaster's office, and spoke first:

"How is Harry?"

"fine--"

"I mean, how is his class with Severus going? Have you had any nightmares lately?"

"well enough."

In fact, it didn't work at all for the "learning process" that Snape and Harry tortured each other? !The old headmaster nodded thoughtfully and began to meditate.I lowered my head and began to regret - how should I speak? !It was the old headmaster who asked first:

"What's up, Ron, what's the matter?"

I opened my mouth, feeling extremely discouraged, unprecedentedly depressed, and that feeling of self-loathing slowly spread up again.Seeing that I didn't speak, the old headmaster sighed and said in a low voice:

"Is it about Mr. Malfoy?"

I was at a loss, the old headmaster stopped, lowered his head and looked at me complicatedly, he sighed for a long time, stretched out his hand and patted my head:

"Silly boy! I see. But—you know what you're doing, don't you, my boy?"

I bit my lip, but still couldn't say a word, the old headmaster patted me again:

"Don't do things you regret!"

After I finished speaking, I turned around and left. I stood where I was, with my head lowered, with mixed feelings in my heart, and I couldn't taste any taste for a while.When I raised my head, I saw Hermione standing not far away, holding a large stack of books in both hands, looking at me with a complicated expression.My heart tightened, and I took two steps forward, timidly daring not to step forward, and could only utter one word after a thousand words:

"Hermione—"

Hermione raised her hand and rubbed her face wearily:

"follow me--"

Hermione led me around with her head down, and she didn't stop for a long time.I followed behind, seeing Hermione unknowingly heading towards Hagrid, and whispered:

"Hermione—"

Hermione stopped abruptly, raised her head and looked around:

"Well, there's no one around now. Ron, do you have anything to tell me now?"

I opened my mouth with difficulty.Hermione fiddled with her messy hair carelessly:

"It looks like it's gone, doesn't it?"

I looked at her shyly, not to mention the psychological aspect, what should I say now?Hermione, shouldn't you like me?Or, Hermione, I'm not worth it?She is so proud, how could she suffer my sympathy and pity? !Hermione paused as she fiddled with her hair:

"Look at the way you're about to cry!! Has Harry told you already?!"

I categorically deny:

"what?"

Hermione sneered:

"Stop pretending! Did Harry tell you? Said I like you?"

I was even more panicked:

"No……"

Hermione waved her hand impatiently:

"Come on! Don't deny it! Look at your face that looks like a concubine!!"

Looking at Hermione, I only felt dryness and discomfort, Hermione frowned:

"So, do you have anything else to say?"

"Hug...sorry..."

Hermione snorted and turned to leave.

"Hermione—"

Hearing my panicked voice, Hermione turned her head again and narrowed her eyes:

"what?!"

"Hermione - I'm sorry... I... I don't deserve it..."

Hermione looked at me with contempt:

"Of course!! All right, if you just want to talk, then - no need!!!"

After speaking, he turned around and left, tilting his head while walking:

"Let's go!"

I can't react:

"what?"

Hermione didn't turn her head, but said impatiently:

"I accept your apology - let's go!"

I stared at her blankly, and Hermione was impatient in front:

"Let's go! Or do you just want to stay here?!"

My eyes started to feel sore, and I strode to Hermione's side, only to see Hermione lowered her head, her hair covering her face, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.

"You...you forgive me?"

"What does it matter to me who you're with?!" Hermione paused for a moment, feeling her voice was sharp, before returning to her indifference: "Anyway, even Harry has forgiven you—what reason do I have?!"

Looking at Hermione's thin figure, I stretched out my arms to embrace her:

"I'm sorry, Hermione."

Hermione froze and then struggled violently:

"open!!!"

I hugged her tightly, not knowing what to do to make her feel better.All the books in Hermione's hands fell to the ground, and finally she was no longer cold. She only held a hard book in her hand and slammed it on my back:

"Let go!!! You bastard! Who cares for you?!?"

"Sorry. Hermione, sorry..."

"Idiot!! Who is wrong to like? Like a poisonous snake?!? Even if you die, I won't take a second look!!! What's wrong with you, you don't want anything?!? What's so good about him?!?! "

As he spoke, his tone finally became a little choked up:

"You will regret it!! One day you will regret it!!!!!!"

Dumbledore's Army 1

Hermione also forgave me after beating me up, and specifically apologized to me:

"I'm sorry. Ron, what was said then, you know - it wasn't my heart -"

"That's nothing—I forgot!"

Hermione finally looked like she didn't care about the past at all.For a moment, we seemed to be back before nothing happened.It's just that I'm always a little awkward being alone with her, and of course we don't talk about Draco or the Death Eaters when the three of us are together.

At the beginning, Hermione was very interested in Harry's "Occlumency" course, but after half a day of research to no avail, she could only let Harry study seriously and gave up the idea of ​​following along.Because I'm with Harry and Hermione again, I can't blatantly skip my homework anymore, which pissed Draco off for a few days, in fact, I coaxed him for two whole weeks, He just started talking to me "normally".Of course, Harry was kicked out of the cellar shortly after "getting his wish".Harry looked very embarrassed, but he refused to tell us more about what happened. Hermione was very dissatisfied, but she didn't say anything more when she saw Harry's irritated look.I wanted to ask what was going on, but this time Harry was determined not to reveal a word.

The days passed by without a hurry, and everything seemed peaceful and normal.It is worth mentioning that our relationship with Filch has been settled.Under the intervention of Professor McGonagall, Harry and I sincerely apologized to him—but judging from the hateful eyes he stares at us all the time, we should know that this apology has no effect at all!Gryffindor was deducted [-] points, and the labor service of the two of us was actually queued until the eve of graduation... In fact, according to Professor McGonagall:

"There has never been such a bad behavior in the history of Hogwarts!! You two, if Dumbledore didn't intercede for you by saying 'excuse the situation', I swear I will expel you both !!!” Professor McGonagall was furious, and Harry and I were expelled from the school Quidditch team for this attack on the professor—Harry almost cried on the spot—and I, as the person who directly attacked the professor , was confiscated the prefect badge.According to Hermione's words, "You can go to Hogwarts' school history, since no prefect has been revoked since the school was founded!" I don't care, mom and the others can understand this, that is Harry was very guilty, and not being able to participate in the Quidditch match, Harry couldn't recover for several weeks.

After Professor Trauni was almost kicked out of Hogwarts, Hermione ran over excitedly:

"Come on, Harry, you are so sad every day! Let me tell you, you don't have to go to the cellar for "classes" now anyway, instead of doing nothing, you might as well spend your time doing something meaningful!"

Harry said alertly:

"'Something worthwhile'? Forget it! Who said I've got nothing to do? Don't you see I'm busy every day?!"

Hermione despises:

"Busy sighing? Put down your poor broom! You just can't compete anymore, if you ask me, it's better not to participate in such a stupid competition..."

Before he finished speaking, Harry was really a little angry:

"Hey! Hermione—"

Hermione looked at Harry's angry face, then glanced at me quickly, and said impatiently:

"I got it, I got it!" Then he lowered his voice excitedly: "You guys are talking about it—could you just let that toad Umbridge do whatever he wants in Hogwarts?!"

I paused, scratching the book in my hand, and had to say that after the last time I had a falling out with Harry and the others, even though I was "reconciled as before", it just seemed that something was different.I can no longer laugh with Hermione as unscrupulously as before. When Harry accidentally let the topic talk about our "restricted area", I either take the initiative to bring the topic over, or let Hermione take the topic away quietly .I will spend more time on books—even if I just stare at them.Harry complained more than once about why I was becoming more and more nerdy—"Are all homosexuals like this? You can't go out?!"—Of course he must have sensed my growing silence, but Don't know how to break the status quo between me and Hermione.

"We all know that things are different now—" He glanced at me quickly, and said vaguely, "As a lackey of the Ministry of Magic, Umbridge doesn't even want to teach us any knowledge about Defense Against the Dark Arts—" — those cowards at the Ministry of Magic!!"

Harry shrugged:

"Even Professor Dumbledore can't help, what can we do?"

Hermione said excitedly:

"Of course we have a solution!!"

I stroked the cover of the book and looked up at Hermione.Hermione just watched me look up, and turned around in embarrassment.I suppressed my sad mood and grabbed the book:

"I'm going to the kitchen to get something to eat, does any of you want something?"

"Now? But we just finished dinner!?"

"I'm hungry again! I didn't eat well just now."

Harry raised his eyebrows, and Hermione looked even more embarrassed, frowning:

"That... what are you doing?! I don't mean anything else!"

I shrugged and smiled:

"Big fuss! I'm just hungry, really!"

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked out of the lounge, looked at the noisy crowd on both sides, and slowly exhaled his psychological depression, just like the excitement in front of him, in the school, except for us, which student would come to the school for the resurrection of the mysterious person? Worry or fear?Like Hermione and the others, I know the two of them discussed everything about You-Know-Who and Harry's lessons on more than one occasion - behind my back.Harry tried to get me involved more than once, but I—and Hermione—stopped it.Harry was helpless, but seeing the calmness of the two of us, he could only sulk.Although I know intellectually that the current situation is the best, but for the "excluded people", it is inevitable that I will be a little hurt emotionally.The twins sneak around every day and don't know what they are busy with.Ginny is a little girl. To be honest, I can no longer understand what she is thinking.Compared with before, I always feel some negative emotions such as tiredness and boredom are constantly surging up recently-it's really lonely!Drake, Drake.

"call--"

He let out a long breath again, patted his cheeks, and cheered up—think about it, if these are the prices to pay for getting Drake, then I would rather be like this!

Dumbledore's Army 2

He ran to the kitchen, randomly found a bag of food from the house elves, hesitated for a while, and decided to go to see the twins before going back.The twins are haunted... I put the paper bag under my arm and took out Harry's Marauder's Map—in order to prevent my relationship with Draco from being discovered, Harry awkwardly "loaned" the Marauder's Map to I was stunned—almost my eyes popped out: these two people are in the library? !In the real world, the sky is red and raining, the plum forest is in the world, and the sun is coming out from the west! !I put away the map and ran to the library. I can't let the twins run away this time!

The twins were hiding in the far corner of the library. Two identical red heads were huddling together and muttering something.I walked over quietly and patted the back of a head with one hand.

"Hey--"

"Who--"

I laughed silently, and the twins also realized that this is a library, so they didn't dare to call out loudly. They looked at me with grinning teeth, and whispered:

"What?"

I raised my eyebrows and watched as George quickly put away the parchment on the table, drawing out his voice:

"It's nothing—it's just that I haven't seen you two for a long time—what are you up to?"

Fred said in disgust:

"Let me tell you—it's none of your business!"

I sneered:

"What the hell are you doing?! Do you want me to tell Mom?"

George looked at me in disbelief:

"Ronald Weasley, you're 15 this year not five!! Complaining to your mother?! You're the one who said it - I'm ashamed of you -"

"No wonder even Ginny can't stand you, please—we beg you, don't tell anyone you're our brother!"

I coughed and said displeasedly:

"What is 'complaint'?!"

George is expressionless:

"'Shall I tell mommy'!?"

Fred sneered:

"So, my dear 'Ronnie,' what do you call that?!"

I'm a little bit ashamed:

"So—what are you really planning?"

"Hey—don't be bloody! Then again—what's your business?"

"That's right, even if we are really 'planning something', it has nothing to do with you Gallon!"

I am deadpan:

"Should I tell mom?"

Fred freaked out:

"Hey, I say brother—I really want to strangle him sometimes!"

"Do it, brother!" George said, "Say it one last time, stay away from us, Ron!"

Before I could say anything, Fred continued:

"Speaking of which - what else can we plan? Breaking into the Death Eater's stronghold to capture You-Know-Who?! The truth is: we have nothing to do - you prey witch, go away?"

I was just talking nonsense at first, and I was a little interested to see the two of them acting abnormally:

"Alright then—take out the parchment that was on the table just now!"

Fred looks like he's looking at a madman:

"Please - why should we listen to you?!"

George sneered:

"Are you owed a beating again?"

The more I look at them, the more suspicious they become:

"Don't think that others don't know about your affairs—"

Fred said calmly:

"You just can't know! Ron, don't make me punch your poor brain out—"

I shouted:

"Hey! You still say it's okay?! I advise you to confess and be lenient—or I'll blame Ginny!"

George looked miserable:

"Ron - listen to what you're saying - are you a man?"

Fred was also speechless:

"Tell me, honey, what makes you think we're up to something bad?"

"Just because you won't take out the parchment—doesn't that make a difference?"

The more I look at it, the more I feel that the two of them are guilty.George picked up the books on the table, and Fred threw up his schoolbag and pushed me away:

"Yes, 'Big Detective'! You found out!! We are planning a big operation!"

George interface:

"That parchment is proof! That's it, 'dear'!"

I keep up with them:

"what is that?"

Fred is impatient:

"A love letter to Malfoy—do you care?!"

I paused, feeling a little guilty - did they know something?Uncomfortable said:

"what?"

"That's what you heard! Go sue! You ridiculous mouse!!"

As they spoke, the two walked out of the library without looking back.I opened my mouth, but my guilty conscience didn't follow me.Rubbing your face - don't make fun of yourself!Harry and the others are almost finished, hurry back to the dormitory!

Staggering back to the lounge, Harry and Hermione were still sitting in the corner before.I go over:

"Hey, I just brought some pie and pumpkin pie, who wants some?"

Harry had a serious face, and Hermione still looked awkward before, and I finally felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong:

"What's the matter, you?"

Hermione coughed:

"It's nothing - where did I just say? Yes, we can't let that torty Umbridge do whatever he wants in Hogwarts! We have to resist her!! Think about it, You-Know-Who is watching outside, and we But memorizing those ridiculous 'textbooks' given by the Ministry of Magic!!"

Looking into Hermione's menacing eyes, I was at a loss:

"so?"

"So we should act - arm ourselves as much as possible, you know, the enemies outside are all 'Death Eaters'!!"

I look at Harry, then at Hermione:

"so?"

"'So'?! Ron, we should spontaneously organize and learn some necessary self-protection—don't you know what is really useful to us?!"

"No, I mean, how? Who can teach us? Professor Dumbledore?"

"No! The best candidate is right in front of you, isn't it—Harry!"

Harry was dumbfounded, and I was so surprised:

"Have you discussed it?"

Harry stuttered:

"What? Me?! Hermione, are you kidding me?! I don't know anything—"

"Of course, Harry!" Hermione turned her head to Harry and said, "As we all know, you have faced the mysterious man head-on-more than once! If there is anyone among us who has the most actual combat experience, that person It's definitely you!"

Harry blushed:

"No, Hermione, you know it's not like that - you're flattering me - I'm sure I can't!"

Hermione put a hand on Harry's shoulder:

"Trust me, Harry, you're the best man! Ron?"

"Of course!"

Harry was even more annoyed when he heard me say:

"Hey, Ron, are you going to boo too?!"

"No, Harry, I'm serious, Hermione is right, we should learn more spells to protect ourselves. But who are 'us'?"

Hermione looked at me with glowing eyes—just like before, I felt a warmth in my heart:

"Right?!"

Harry stared at the two of us, speechless for a long time, Hermione stood up excitedly:

"I've had this idea for a long time! Who are you talking about? Yes, I think we can mobilize the whole school to—"

I raise my eyebrows:

"I'm afraid Umbridge won't be happy to see that!"

Hermione waved her hand wildly:

"Of course it's secret, you know! I'll make sure of that!"

Harry yelled:

"That's what you decided—unilaterally?!"

Hermione ignored him at all, and said excitedly:

"Shouldn't we have a name—you guys help me think—"

I am funny:

"Vomit?"

Hermione stopped abruptly, and said dangerously:

"Hey!"

I make a gesture of surrender:

"The Anti-Umbridge Army?"

Hermione tilted her head, her eyes lit up:

"Dumbledore's Army! Hey, that's exciting to hear - how's that?"

Dumbledore's Army 3

Dumbledore's Army was formed in such a hurry. In fact, it took Hermione less than a week to gather nearly thirty people from the four houses. When I broke into the Room of Response at night... I was stunned to see so many people all at once!In fact, in my imagination, it would be nice to have two or three people here. After all, just the three of us—and one of them is a lunatic who "makes a splash"—has no appeal at all.Of course, Gryffindor students accounted for more than half of them, and even Seamo came. Seeing the two of us coming in, he walked over awkwardly, and said arrogantly:

"I didn't even intend to come - I just thought it would be cool - if Neville hadn't insisted on pulling me -"

Dean raised his hand and gave him a pestle, and said with a smile:

"Hermione says we're 'Dumbledore's Army'? Hey, that sounds exciting!"

This must be Simo's apology in disguise, and I also bumped into his shoulder:

"Well, I thought you wouldn't come—"

Simo's face turned red, and he shouted:

"Who wants to come?! If it weren't for Neville - who would want to listen to the nonsense of two madmen here?!"

Harry frowned and looked at him, and his face began to look a little bad. I raised my eyebrows and saw Seamus's embarrassing and annoyed expression. Just about to speak, Dean rushed to the fair and grabbed his shoulder and smiled. road:

"Come on! I don't know who is sneaking around every day!"

Simo struggled on his own:

"Bah! If Harry and the others don't apologize, I'm leaving right now—"

I can't help it:

"So, what are you doing here today?"

Dean reprimanded in a low voice:

"Just say a few words less—I beg you!"

Seamus stared at us stubbornly with his neck stuck, and Harry said in a low voice:

"I thought you came here today because you figured it out - Seamus, how do you want us to apologize to you? Tell you that I'm a lunatic for grandstanding? Then you can go, you are not welcome here -"

It was quiet all around, and everyone looked here with breathless concentration. Dean looked at us, then at Seamus, and said with a headache:

"I can't say a few words less..."

Before he finished speaking, Simo frowned beside him and said falteringly:

"I didn't mean that either... maybe... just a misunderstanding! Harry, there's no such thing as You-Know-Who, is there, you can't—"

I sneered:

"Yes, You-Know-Who has never been in this world! It's all Harry and I trying to 'get attention'! Harry, let's go—"

Harry turned around and wanted to leave, just in time for Hermione who just came from outside:

"Everyone's here—sorry I'm late—something—"

Seeing Hermione, I was a little hesitant. After all, Hermione called everyone together—and I almost took Harry away!Hermione finally noticed that the atmosphere was a little strange:

"What's the matter, Harry?"

Harry stopped, and Seamus sarcastically said:

"Come on - I'm the one who should go, shouldn't I?!"

Running out angrily, Neville shouted from behind:

"Hey! It's all here - where are you going?!"

Hermione frowned, stood at the door and said inexplicably:

"What's going on? Where are you going, Seamus? I don't think you can go out right now - given our previous 'non-disclosure agreement'!"

Seamus opened his eyes and looked at us discouragedly. He was pulled aside by Dean and muttered:

"Anyway—whatever—"

Harry looked at everyone coldly and saw Qiu.Zhang Hou paused, and just about to open his mouth to speak, Hermione rushed:

"Very good! Everyone—" glared at Harry, and signaled him not to talk too much: "We are here today for only one purpose—to resist Umbridge and learn some knowledge that is really useful to us!"

"That's right—"

The twins suddenly broke in from the outside with a smile on their faces, standing behind Hermione on one left and one on the right, and said in a strange and funny way:

"listen--"

"My Lady Queen is right"

Everyone laughed, and even Hermione burst into laughter:

"Go away, you two! Where did I go? Yes, we're here for this common purpose - look, Umbridge's ridiculous tortoise is done at our school What?! In other words - what has our school been spoiled by magic cloth?!"

"That's right—"

"I can't even take my pumpkin juice to class?!"

"unacceptable--"

"Umbridge should be kicked out—"

Seeing everyone agreeing, Hermione waved her hand:

"That's it! We can't drive the 'bad guys' out, but we always have the right to learn what we want to learn! Defense Against the Dark Arts, I won't say much about how important this course is, and Umbridge Or the Ministry of Magic, do they want us to take that ridiculous 'tome' they issued us when we were adults and go out and fight the villains - be they trolls or vampires? !? Stop joking, even a goblin will laugh us to death!!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and Hermione cleared her throat:

"So, the three of us - me, Ron, and Harry decided to form a study group and get the whole school together - those who wanted to come, and apparently very few did - anyway, we could get together , learn from each other and improve each other!"

"Of course! Someone has to teach us - as we said before, my suggestion is Harry! Harry's Defense Against the Dark Arts class has always been excellent, and last year, he even won the Triwizard Tournament champion!"

Harry's face was still red at first, and gradually turned pale by the time Hermione said the last sentence - after that, we rarely mentioned the Triwizard Tournament - Hermione stood beside Harry, Patted him on the shoulder comfortingly:

"Yes, although there was such a regrettable tragedy last year——but isn't that just a reminder to us to arm ourselves with all our strength and learn more things to protect ourselves?!"

All the people looked at Harry enthusiastically and applauded. Qiu Zhang was already sobbing not far away, but still looked at Harry with a smile and clapped desperately.Harry blushed again:

"I... I may not be able to..."

"Come on--"

"Harry, don't be humble—"

Hermione also said:

"At Hogwarts, I can't think of anyone who can do this better than you!"

kiss

The class went smoothly. I was pulled aside by Neville and the others at the beginning. Seamus was embarrassed at first, and then stared at me for a moment. Voice.Harry was surrounded by a group of people, a little rusty at first, but after a while it was obvious he was able to dive into it.Especially when it comes to this Qiu Zhang, the whole person is simply "radiant"! We have already discussed the content of the "teaching" - first practice some simple and practical spells with you that we practiced in last year's competition.After a short while, the room of Requirement was divided into two groups, me, Dean, Neville and Seamus were on one side, and the others were on the other side—mainly because Seamus refused to go over, and he slammed aside, dismissively. look.It does look a little pitiful.The three of us look at me and I look at you again, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh out loud.Dean yanked him toward him:

"Okay, are you a man? It's that hard to apologize?!"

Seamus poked his neck:

"I am not wrong!!"

I fiddled with my wand and squinted at him.

"I was right—they were right?! Why am I the only one apologizing?!"

Neville finally couldn't help laughing out loud, and Dean laughed along with him, and Seamo became angry from embarrassment:

"What are you laughing at?!"

It looks very wronged, I can't do anything - forget it