days at Hogwarts

Chapter 47 Ron is in the toilet

Loren has mastered this spell proficiently, looking at Feather boredly.

He was thinking about the plot, Quirrell would introduce the troll into the castle tonight, but Hermione probably wouldn't go to the toilet.

Hermione and everyone are considered friends now, and everyone is used to Hermione's pointing and pointing, and it's over after a joke, no one cares about it.So Hermione won't be so angry that she hides in the toilet crying, and no one will be in danger at night.

Hermione, who was being chanted, was facing the feather teaching aid with a serious face. She had previewed this spell before, but failed.

She followed Professor Flitwick's instructions one by one, and within a few times, the feathers began to vibrate.

Ron gave up after trying a few times. His wand was too worn out, and it depended on luck to cast the spell.Obviously, today's luck is not very good.

Hermione had already made the feathers fly, and Professor Flitwick gave Gryffindor five points for that.

Hermione wanted to give Ron some experience, "It's Wingardim Leviosa, not Wingardim Leviosa."

"Of course! I'll pay attention next time." Ron didn't want everyone to notice his wand, and changed the subject. "Maybe you should look at other people."

Loren didn't want the two to have a conflict, trying to make Hermione understand that it wasn't Ron's problem, "Ron's wand dragged him down, it wasn't a problem with spells or movements."

Hermione looked at Ron's wand with the core of the unicorn tail hair exposed, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't notice your wand."

"No, it's okay." Ron didn't feel well, and felt inferiority complex in his heart.He'd rather have people think he's not casting spells according to the rules, rather than notice his wand.

All of Ron's things were used by his brother in the family, no new clothes, no new textbooks, no wand of his own, and even the pets were left by Percy.

It was okay when I was at home, so I came here just like that.He never blamed his parents, it was not their fault, his parents had tried their best to maintain the life at home, and he could feel the love from his parents in every part of his life.

After arriving at school, the ubiquitous comparison with his classmates became a thorn in his heart.

From the time I bought snacks on the train, that emotion first appeared and took root in my heart.At that time, I could comfort myself—this is the famous Harry Potter, and it is normal to be rich.

Later, I found out that it was not because my classmates were too rich, but because my family was too poor.As a pure-blood family, it is even more difficult than Muggle children.

Compared with his brother, he also looks mediocre.

Bill has excellent grades, Charlie is the Quidditch captain and prefect, Percy is also a prefect, and even the twins have good grades. Although they are mischievous, many professors like them very much.

He also wanted to study hard before entering school, so as not to embarrass the name Weasley.However, at a wizarding school, he was stumped by the wand problem.

He is mischievous everywhere, making jokes just to cover up his inferiority complex.

Ron knew his friends wouldn't mind it, but he couldn't help thinking about it.I can't tell others about my bitter thoughts, I can't tell my parents, I can't tell my brother, I can't even open my mouth to my friends, I can only hold back.

Seamus was still trying on the feather, he found that Ron was a little depressed, and thought it was the reason for the failure of casting the spell.Seamus encouraged: "Hey! Brother, cheer up. Look at me, this time it will work."

After finishing speaking, he chanted the spell loudly at the feather, and pointed hard: "【Yingardim Leviosa】"

boom!

Seamus' talent worked again, the feather exploded, and Seamus' face was blackened, and Ron's face was also blackened.

The students around laughed out loud, and Ron's mood became even worse.

……

During the Halloween dinner, the professors enchanted the ceiling, dark clouds filled the castle, and thunder and lightning struck.Against the background of the pumpkin lanterns suspended in the air, it has a very scary atmosphere.

On the dining table, there are lemon wave lollipops, creamy chocolate balls, roast lamb, fried steak, fried sausage, and various pumpkins!

After smelling the aroma of pumpkin for a day, I finally ate it.Loren scooped up a spoonful of stewed pumpkin and put the whole spoonful into his mouth. The sweet flesh of the pumpkin oozes juice and melts in one sip.

Neville was talking about the Charms class while eating, "I think Professor Flitwick is the best professor."

Everyone was busy eating, and no one refuted his point.

Seamus stuffed the whole chicken leg into his mouth, which was Ron's favorite thing to do in the past, and he wanted to compete with Ron.

Looking around, Simo found that there was no sign of Ron on the entire long table. He took out the chicken leg and said vaguely, "Have you seen Ron?"

Harry said: "He said he wasn't feeling well, he went to the bathroom, and let me go first." After a pause, he added, "I think he hasn't been very happy since the charm class, and he doesn't have much energy when playing in the afternoon. .”

Loren's eating hand froze, no way.

boom!

Quirrell pushed open the door of the restaurant, ran in in a panic, stood in the middle of the restaurant and shouted:

"Troll! In the basement!"

"There are trolls in the basement!"

"..."

Everyone didn't hear the last sentence clearly, and Quirrell fainted.

"what!"

There was screaming, the students exploded, and the first graders started running around.

"Quiet!" Dumbledore blessed [loud voice], and arranged for the prefects to take the students back from their respective colleges first, and he organized the professors to check the situation.

Loren wanted to go to Dumbledore to explain the situation, but the restaurant was crowded with people and it was impossible to get through.Everyone hurried to the door, and people from the four colleges mixed together, pushing him to the main door along the flow of people.

Dumbledore and the professors had already left through the side doors on both sides of the guest seat.

Walking out of the door of the restaurant, the crowd dispersed.People from each college gathered together, and under the leadership of the prefects, they walked to their respective dormitories.

Loren and Harry looked at each other and reached a consensus that they still wanted to find Ron.

Loren knew that Ron would definitely encounter a troll, but Harry thought Ron didn't know about it and had to inform him.

Loren wanted to stay behind, so he stopped Seamus and Neville, "You go to the professor, just say we went to the bathroom to find Ron!"

"Okay!" Seamus and Neville didn't want to follow up to make trouble.

Both Loren and Harry headed quickly towards the toilet.

Hermione looked at the two figures going away, stretched out her hand to hold her wand, and followed.

Turning the corner, Harry heard footsteps, and looked up to see a green cloak disappear down the stairs.

It was a Slytherin outfit, only Snape would wear that.

Harry wondered, why didn't Professor Snape join the other professors?

Before she had time to think about it, Hermione caught up with them and said seriously, "I'm with you. I was the one who upset Ron in Charms class. It's not friendly to point out others."

Harry didn't feel any sense of urgency. He thought he was just going to the bathroom to call Ron, "It's okay, the troll is in the basement. Seamus and the others have notified the professor. There will be no danger."

"When the professor arrives, I'm afraid Ron will be digested." Loren was in a hurry, planning to rush to the toilet before the troll, and try not to meet the troll head-on.

Loren already knew many magical creatures.The giant monster has thick skin, high resistance, and great strength. It is difficult for several adult wizards to deal with it. It is impossible for them to have a chance of winning.

At least for the time being, the scene in the movie where you stun a giant monster with a floating magic stick is no different from facing a tiger with a sliding shovel and flying it away.