Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 699 Moving the wallet

  Probably for fun, or for other reasons, Fred and George told Ron exactly what Albert had said.

   Ron, who never had a Galleon in his pocket, was shocked when he heard that Ban Ban, who was sleeping in his schoolbag, was worth tens of thousands of Galleons.

  Ron stretched out his hand to cover his chest, and took a few deep breaths to calm down the beating heart in his chest.

   "You guys are not lying to me!"

   It's not that Ron doesn't believe it, but that Fred and George always like to play pranks on him. No matter what they say, they sound like they are lying to themselves.

   If Banban was really that valuable, Percy would have sold it long ago, so how could he give it to himself.

"What are you lying to, Albert said that Muggles especially like to study creatures that have lived for a long time. I remember that your mouse lived longer than ordinary mice." Fred said with a serious face: " It is not surprising if someone lives ten years longer than others, but if someone lives twice as long as others, everyone will wonder how he lived so long."

   "Perhaps...perhaps, he drank the elixir of life."

  Actually, Ron only understood that Banban is so valuable because he has lived for a long time.

  Well, when you think about it carefully, Ban Ban seems to have lived for a long time.

"So, should you sell Scabbers?" Fred and George asked with their arms around Ron's shoulders. "This is a rare opportunity. A mouse can be exchanged for tens of thousands of Galleons of Muggle coins, and even more It’s a lot, it’s a lot of money.”

"this…"

  Ron's lips trembled slightly, and just as he was about to say the word "sell", Hermione next to him said, "Ron, the two of them are lying to you, can't you see it?"

"What?"

  Ron's head was in turmoil.

"A mouse, how could it be so valuable? Do you know how much a few tens of thousands of Galleons are?" Hermione looked at Ron quite speechlessly, thinking that the other party must have been dazzled by the money, and he foolishly said Believe Fred and George's nonsense.

   "So...you are really lying to me!"

  Ron continued to hold his chest, and almost couldn't catch his breath. The violent emotions are not good for the heart.

"We didn't lie to you." Fred and George said confidently: "Albert did say that your mouse is very valuable. He thinks that a Muggle biologist, um, seems to be the name, he If Muggle biologists knew about it, they would be willing to spend a lot of money to buy it and study it."

   After finishing speaking, the two looked at Lee Jordan in unison, asking him to speak.

   "Albert did say that last night." Lee Jordan was stared at by the two of them, so he had no choice but to tell the truth.

   "Albert really said such a thing?" Hermione looked at the three suspiciously, with an expression of disbelief on her face.

   "I did, of course I did."

   "You don't understand, Albert has never liked to tell lies." Fred said solemnly: "He likes to lie to people with the truth, so what he says is usually true."

   "Deceive people with the truth?" Hermione couldn't understand, how could they deceive people with the truth?

"Sometimes the truth hurts people more than lies. We don't know much about Muggle affairs, but Albert seldom tells lies." Lee Jordan seemed to hear something, and added, "However, He also said that even if the mice were sold, it would be difficult to convert Muggle coins into Galleons."

  Ron already understood that Banban was indeed worth the price, but he couldn't sell Banban into tens of thousands of Galleons.

   So, approximately equal to...no.

   Ron seemed to see a mountain of Galleons in front of him, and he just grew wings and flew away.

  If he wasn't young and his heart was strong enough, Ron would have been out of breath and passed out.

   "Ahem, don't be discouraged, it's just that it's more difficult to turn that mouse into Gallon." Fred didn't have the slightest bit of embarrassment to trick his brother.

   "That's basically nothing."

   "No, there is a difference." George said seriously, "At least, you have a dream."

   "Stop daydreaming Ron, money never falls from the sky." Hermione turned her head to look at Harry who was silent, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you, Harry."

   "Nothing." Harry hesitated for a moment, then said, "My application form is not signed."

   "It's not a big deal, you can sneak to Hogsmeade, we do it often." Fred comforted.

   "Harry, if you want to go to Hogsmeade, you can come to us, we know a lot of passages leading to the outside world." George said with a smile.

   "Black is looking for Harry, he should stay at school." Hermione glared at the Weasley twins disapprovingly.

"Black won't show up in Hogsmeade." Fred said disapprovingly, "Albert has already done the divination. That guy doesn't have a wand, so he's not a threat. If Black does show up, all he needs is a body-binding spell." Get a big bounty."

   "Don't listen to them talking nonsense about Harry." Hermione said angrily, "You should let the Ministry of Magic and the Dementors deal with Black instead of taking the risk yourself."

   "With all due respect, the Ministry of Magic couldn't catch Black at all, otherwise that guy wouldn't be still on the run." Fred glanced at his mouth and said, "It's better to expect the Ministry of Magic to catch Black than to expect the sky to rain on Galleons."

   "Harry, what you should be worried about is actually not Black, but Dementors." George said, "Albert always thinks that Dementors are more dangerous than Black."

   "I'll write to tell Mrs. Weasley about it," Hermione threatened. She knew how to get the twins to give up those stupid ideas.

   "Oh, well, you beat Hermione." Fred and George finally succumbed to Hermione's threat.

  If their mother knew that the two had urged Harry to go to Hogsmeade, she would have sent them Howler letters.

   "When are you going to catch Black?" Ron, who had been silent since just now, suddenly asked.

   "I don't know. Albert said that we have to wait for an opportunity to catch Black." Fred and George actually didn't know when they would wait.

   "Timing?" Ron muttered, "Remember to call me when the time comes."

   "I want to go too." Harry whispered.

"The premise is that we must master the patron saint of the flesh, so that Albert is willing to take us to capture Black." George guessed Ron's little thought, and reminded: "Albert obviously thinks that we are in the process of capturing Black. Meet dementors, maybe even fight them."

"Harry, Black is not a moving purse." Hermione was a little annoyed. He felt that both Harry and Ron had ignored Black's danger. conflict."

   "Hermione, Albert is on the train, he has already used the patron saint to smear the face of the dementor."

  (end of this chapter)