12dz Chapter 225 I Like You So Short
Chapter 225 I Like You So Short
"This is great! I can't believe it! Baby Ronnie is a prefect! Our whole family is a prefect!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed excitedly as she looked at the parchment carefully.
"Then what are George and I?" Fred crossed his arms with an indignant look, "I bought it as a gift from an owl? Picked it up at the Hogwarts Express?"
Harry shook his head, ignoring the noise over there. He opened the bibliography to check which books he needed for the next semester. There were "Standard Spells Five" for fifth grade, written by Miranda Gosack, and "The Theory of Defense Against Magic" , by Wilbert Slinka, and A Simple Introduction to Alchemy?By Macon? "
"Hey! Guys, stop messing around and see why we have this book? "A Simple Introduction to Alchemy", or was it written by Macon?" Harry checked the bibliography and looked at them.
"I have mine too," Ron read the bibliography and found that he had it too. "Isn't alchemy an optional course?"
"Alchemy is an elective course. George and I both chose it. The books on the bibliography are all required books. Congratulations, you can experience alchemy before you reach the sixth grade." Fred said maliciously, "Fortunately, there is another compulsory course."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if there are too many, don't forget, this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professors are not so easy to find," Ron spread his hands, "Look at the previous four professors, one is dead, one is dead. One got fired, one quit, and one spent nine months in a box."
"Not necessarily," George retorted, "Dumbledore must have his way."
"It's not something you need to worry about, children," said Mrs. Weasley, interrupting their rambling thoughts about the new professor. "Ron, I think you'll need new clothes, including a new robe, of course."
"We already bought him new clothes, a month ago!" Fred looked at George angrily, it was the money they paid together.
"Then get a new cauldron? No, the cauldron is not a good thing," Mrs. Weasley thought of the cauldron, which reminded her of someone who made her unhappy, and maybe Ron needed a pet, an owl. It was just a delivery after all, "Or a new mouse? You used to like Scabbers so much..."
"Mom! Don't mention that mouse again!" Ron quickly interrupted her, looking at her expectantly, "I want a new broom!"
New broom?That's not cheap, and the update is very fast, basically a year, from a few hundred in the Sweeping series, to a few thousand in the Light Wheel series, and finally the new Firebolt, which is tens of thousands!
"Don't be too good!" Ron noticed that his mother's face was obviously wrong, and quickly added, "Only, as long as it's new!"
"Ah, of course! Well, I'll go buy you a new broom right now!" Mrs. Weasley hugged Ron and kissed him on both cheeks, "I'll see you later, little Ronnie long!"
"Little Ronnie, don't you mind if we don't kiss you?" Fred looked at Ron in horror.
"Me and Fred can curtsy to you. Ha ha!" George laughed.
"Shut up!" Ron's good mood was completely disturbed by them.
At night, Harry and Ron were lying on their respective cots. Harry was dozing off so sleepy. He had to adjust his work and rest time now because he was going back to Hogwarts tomorrow, but Ron kept tossing and turning there, He hesitated to speak, which made him very irritable.
"Ron, aren't you sleepy?"
"Harry, did I upstage you this time? I think the prefect seat should be yours."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Arranging you to be a prefect was not decided by the two of us."
"But I always feel a little sorry for you."
"Ron, I don't care about that seat. I just want to kill Voldemort and get a good night's sleep! Being a prefect is not easy, it takes too much time, I know everyone doesn't like Percy, But I'm still talking about him, you see how busy he is at school and how busy he is."
"My God, why didn't I think of this? Percy is either studying or sorting out those forms at school, and assisting the professor, the dean, and even the principal to manage the students in this college..."
"Yes, Ron, so I don't want that seat at all. If I don't get good grades, I will be ridiculed by others. The prefect has to manage the students of this college well. You feel that you are annoyed by students who don't obey management all day long. Where do you find the time to study?"
"If you put it this way, I don't want to be this prefect at all. Why did they choose me? Isn't Macon the best in the class? Why not choose him?"
"Ron, let's face it, you can't let down those who elected you to be a prefect, and Mrs. Weasley bought you the latest broom in the sweeping series, so you don't have to worry about being whipped to death by her new broom." ? Go to sleep now."
In a daze, Harry didn't know when to fall asleep, and the familiar whiteness came into view again...
"Hurry up Harry, if it's a little later, we won't be able to catch the train!" Hermione waved her hand in front, urging Harry to go faster, "Why are you still not energetic? Didn't sleep well last night?"
"I seem to understand Voldemort's intentions. He wants me to bleed to death." Harry lowered his eyelids and muttered.
"What are you talking about? It's too noisy here, let's hurry up and get on the train!" Hermione frowned. The vicinity of the Hogwarts Express was too noisy, and there were little wizards everywhere busy getting on the train.
As soon as Hermione finished speaking, she was supported by a pair of slender hands under her armpit and carried into the carriage. She raised her head and looked at Macon, a little unhappy.
"Why do you grow so tall? I just discovered the height problem, I won't stop growing?" Hermione pouted, put her hand on top of her head and pushed it flat on Macon's body, then took a step back to look at the hand "God, Macon, you're such a big cat, I can't even reach your chest!"
"There is nothing wrong with 1.3 meters." Macon rubbed her head and pulled her to find an empty compartment. "If you try harder, you might run 1.5 meters."
"1.5 meters is not high, you are at least 1.8 meters now."
"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have one, and it's only 1.7 meters."
"Isn't there no difference? I remember that you are obviously not that tall. Did you use Transfiguration?"
"This still requires the use of transfiguration? You must have not cared about me for a long time."
"Yeah, more than a month! You have been turning back into a black cat, eating and sleeping all day! Harry and Ron are both 1.7 meters, why am I so short?"
"That's because I cast a spell on you." Macon took Hermione to the empty compartment, picked her up and put her on his lap, kissed her, and looked seriously at the overwhelmed Hermione, "I like you so short."
Although Hermione was used to the intimacy with Macon, such a domineering way still made her shy, so she turned into a white cat and got into his robe, revealing a cat tail flicking around outside, A pair of little white cats on Macon's shoulders looked at the white cat mother curiously, not knowing why she was hiding.
Harry and Ron closed the cubicle door behind them and sat down across from Macon.
"Huh!~" Harry breathed a sigh of relief. After staying in the Order of the Phoenix headquarters for more than a month, he finally got out of that uncomfortable atmosphere. Fortunately, Macon was with him this time, otherwise those members of the Order of the Phoenix would definitely not I will rest assured that he, like other little wizards, came here without any protection.
With a bright whistle, the train accelerated slowly and headed towards Hogwarts like lightning.