Became good friends with the Boy Who Lived

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class was over, and the students were all silent. It would be dinner time soon, so Aris, Harry and the others walked towards the auditorium.

"Go!" Hermione said suddenly.

"What?" Ron said, "Go to the library and let us help you find a way to incite the house-elves to revolt? Come on..."

"What are you talking about?" said Hermione. "Never mind. It's not important..."

"What's not important?" Ron said excitedly, "This is very important, okay, you..."

"Shut up!" Hermione said angrily, "Look over there..." Hermione pointed to an empty corridor. Neville was standing in the middle of the corridor, staring blankly at a wall, his fists clenched tightly, his face with a distorted and hideous expression.

Hermione walked over quickly, and Aeris quickly followed. Hermione patted Neville on the shoulder. Neville suddenly turned his face away, and the expression on his face scared Hermione so much that she took a step back.

"Oh! Hermione!" Neville said loudly, his expression relaxing. "Sorry, did I scare you?"

"Neville..." Hermione asked hesitantly, "Are you...are you...ok?"

"Oh! Of course!" Neville said in a still high voice, "I'm fine, I couldn't be better, what an interesting class... Do you know what's for dinner... To be honest, I'm starving..."

Harry and Ron, who followed, looked at each other. Aris said, "Are you sure you're okay, Neville?"

"Of course!" Neville said loudly, "Tonight's dinner will definitely be interesting... I mean today's classes... what can we eat..."

Aeris pulled a chocolate frog from his pocket and stuffed it into Neville's hand. Neville tore open the package and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Summon the Patronus, Neville!" said Aeris. "It will make you feel better."

"Expecto Patronus~" Neville took out his wand and waved it. A majestic lion jumped out and paced around Neville.

"Thank you!" A line of tears flowed down Neville's cheeks, but he seemed not to notice, "I feel much better." Neville's voice also calmed down.

Hermione stepped forward and used her sleeve to wipe Neville's tears. Neville dodged for a moment and wiped his face with one hand.

There was a "bang bang bang" sound, Neville looked in the direction of the sound, and his patronus also dissipated.

Aeris and the others also turned to look, and Professor Moody limped over. "Very good Patronus, Longbottom," Professor Moody said, "Are you okay, kid?"

Neville shook his head, and Professor Moody looked at Harry again, "What about you? Potter, are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" Harry answered somewhat angrily. In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Harry became the focus of the class again because of Professor Moody's words, which seemed to make him very unhappy.

"Some things cannot be avoided," Professor Moody said, "Just like the Unforgivable Curses, each one is very bad, but they are passed down. This is reality. My job is to teach you to face reality and overcome it..."

"Come on, Longbottom," said Professor Moody. "I have some soothing teas and refreshments. I also have some books on studying magical plants. Professor Sprout told me that you are quite talented in Herbology."

Neville cast a pleading look at Aeris and Hermione, expressing his reluctance to go to Professor Moody's office.

"Well, Professor Moody," Aris said, "it's almost dinner time. Why don't we let Neville go after dinner..."

"He can enjoy dinner at my place, Grindelwald." Professor Moody's words revealed that he could not refuse. "Come on, Longbottom, you need something to distract yourself. I have a few books that can help you."

Neville showed a helpless expression and was taken away by Professor Moody.

Aeris and Harry looked at each other and walked towards the restaurant silently.

When Aris, Harry, and Ron returned to the dormitory, Neville was sitting on his bed, holding a large, thick book in his hands, reading it with great interest.

Harry and Ron looked at each other in disbelief, because only Hermione could be so absorbed in reading.

"Hi! Neville!" said Aeris. "I haven't seen you in the restaurant. What book are you reading?"

"'Magical Aquatic Plants of the Mediterranean and Their Properties'" Neville replied, "Professor Moody lent it to me. He also called a house-elf and we had dinner in his office..."

"After you finish reading it, can you lend it to me?" Aeris said with a smile.

"Of course!" Neville said, "Do you want to read it now?" Neville closed the book in his hand and handed it to Aeris.

"No," said Aeris, "my groggy brain reminds me that I should go to sleep."

The academic atmosphere had already become tense early in the school year, as Professor McGonagall reminded the students that they had to prepare early for their OWLs exams.

"We won't have to worry about that until next year!" Dean yelled in dissatisfaction.

"That's true, Mr. Thomas," said Professor McGonagall, "but your performance was far from satisfactory. Except for Mr. Grindelwald and Miss Granger, none of you was able to turn the hedgehog into a pincushion. As for you, Mr. Thomas, you turned into a pincushion and curled up into a ball when something approached."

Hermione's cheeks flushed, but Aeris paid no attention as he was trying to turn the pincushion into a red carpet.

There was more homework, and the happiest thing for Harry and Ron when doing homework was to make up stories about the Divination homework.

Hermione returned to the common room late at night. She looked tired but excited. She showed her three companions a badge that read: SPEW

"Vomiting?" Ron said incredulously. "You've been busy for so many days, and this is all you come up with?"

"It's the House-Elf Rights Association!" said Hermione dissatisfiedly.

"Guys," Aris said quickly, "I think we are all sleepy. Early to bed and early to rise can keep a good body, right?" He winked at Harry and Ron while saying this.

"What are you talking about, Aeris?" said Ron. "If you don't play a game of wizard chess before you go to sleep..."

Harry quickly nudged Ron with his elbow, "Oh?...Oh! Yes!" Ron said, "Time to go to bed..." After that, Ron yawned loudly.

Just as the three were about to leave, Hermione blocked the entrance of the boys' dormitory, playing with her wand in her hand with a half-smile on her face.

"Boys, you don't want to..." Hermione said sarcastically, "Hehehe..."

Under Hermione's tyranny, Aris, Harry and Ron sat in the armchairs with a look of despair on their faces. On the low table in front of them lay a pile of badges with the word "vomit" written on them.

"This is the first high-level meeting of the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association. Although there are only four of us as members at the moment," Hermione said passionately, "our goal is to make house-elves equal to wizards, and to give them decent clothes, jobs, wages, and reasonable holidays."

"What are these badges about?" Harry asked weakly.

"That's a good question, Treasurer," Hermione continued as Harry looked confused. "These are the badges of initiation. We'll need some funds, won't we? Two Sickles for each of these badges is fair to me."

"Don't expect me to wear that thing," Ron said defiantly.

"How can you say that, Administrator?" Hermione said, ignoring Ron's look at her like a fool. "We all have to wear them, starting now." Hermione picked up a badge and pinned it on the chest of her robes.

"What is my position? Miss Know-It-All!" Aeris said with a wry smile.

"You are the executive officer, Aeris," Hermione said as a matter of course, "In the future, any activities of the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association will depend on you. When there are more members in the future, I will definitely hold a school parade..."

Hermione was still chattering excitedly. Aeris, Harry, and Ron looked at each other with bitter faces. Finally, they had no choice but to spend two silver Sickles and "buy" a "vomit" badge each, just hoping that Hermione would calm down a little.