[hp] Pure White Age

Doesn't look like any troubles.Sea-blue eyes stared at him as if to overwhelm him with love.

Ron No. 40 nearly gave up when he said "funny funny" four times and his boggart didn't turn into a bridge. [This is a request that cannot be fulfilled at all. ] He sat down on the ground, 【Who can control what he fears the most so casually? ] Thinking of this, he yawned.Excessive mental training and night patrols exhausted him. He had no idea what he was talking about in class for three days. If this continued, the OWLs exam would be over sooner or later.

Ron sat on the ground against the cabinet and turned to look to the other side of the smoke.He knew that Harry was practicing Occlumency hard there.Snape had warned him in the first lesson not to reveal his practice to Harry, and Harry had nothing to hide from him.After training, the dark-haired boy would complain to him about how Snape had invaded his privacy, seeing memories he least wanted to be discovered.He also asked Ron if he had met the same fate, which made Ron feel guilty.

Besides, Ron could feel that Harry's mood was worse these two days than during the summer vacation.During the summer vacation, Harry was at least willing to share his nightmares and the feeling of being invaded by Voldemort with him and Hermione, but these two days, he often saw Harry standing alone by the window, silently looking at the frolicking people below the tower. student.Ron worried that Occlumency and Snape were putting too much pressure on Harry.

Snape came across the smoke. [Have you finished the second exercise, Weasley? ] His voice was several times colder than usual, Ron's spine felt chills, and he stood up hastily, he knew that this time Harry must have pissed off Snape. [Not yet, sir. ] He tried his best to sound humble and polite.

[Really, so we wasted another night? 】Snape glanced at the parchment in Ron's hand, put his wand back into his sleeve, 【You are not allowed to leave until you finish the second item, you have a problem with what I said, Weasley? 】

[But I still have to watch at night... sir? 】

【I think Miss Granger can do everything well. ] Snape grinned at him.

After Snape left, Ron thought Harry would come to say goodbye to him, but Harry had already gone back.Ron figured something very serious must have happened across the way during the time he was trying to turn the clock into a bridge.But now he had no time to think about it.Facing the chest containing the Boggart, he raised his wand, recalling what Snape had taught him. [The first step is to clear your mind,] he said, [Then seriously imagine what you want to change-don't let go of every detail, and then mobilize your inner emotions to make it your most important thing at the moment. Desperate desire, then say the mantra.During this process, you must not let other things interfere with you...]

He was so sleepy that his mind literally went blank.What does a bridge on parchment look like?That's right, it was a tall and extremely strong suspension bridge - but he still couldn't make it his most urgent wish - who would regard conjuring a suspension bridge as his most urgent wish?Ron looked down at the parchment. He had long felt that the contents on it were very strange: a bridge, an escape door, a staircase, a wall, a set of armor... unless they were chased by monsters such as trolls and chamber pythons. Kill, otherwise who needs to conjure up these things?

A memory crashed into his brain.It was a small detail that baffled both he and Harry, and at the time they were so focused on more urgent matters that they had forgotten about it.The Chamber of Secrets, the diary, the boa constrictor... yes, no wonder he always felt that even if Snape wasn't going to tell him, he knew what the necklace was for...

Because in the Chamber of Secrets, he used that necklace to turn back time!That's why Lockhart couldn't forget about him and Harry!

It wasn't a hallucination, nor was it some mysterious function of the Chamber of Secrets itself, but the necklace was helping him, because at that critical moment, stopping Lockhart was his most urgent wish!No spell is needed to activate the necklace, just the purest wish.This is also why he failed to restart the diary when he was fighting against the diary—at that time, he was somewhat confused by Riddle's words. If he hadn't calmed down at the last moment and discovered the fatal wound on the python's abdomen, he might have Riddle has already controlled the soul and stabbed Harry to death with a sword.

Snape had told him in the first class that Dumbledore wanted him to help Draco.So the other party was not as evil as he thought, just as he had been secretly hoping.When wearing that necklace, the other party didn't even understand its meaning, otherwise he wouldn't have given half of it to him as a Christmas present; when sealing the memory, the other party thought it was just an ordinary Occlumency training, otherwise he He will not come to him frequently during that time, he is so fragile that he seems to wither at any time... Harry's premonition may be true, the young Death Eater on the final day of the Tournament was Draco, and it was his spell that made Cedric K survived...

He was all a mess.Ron crouched down and ran his hands through his hair.He remembered the scene on the train on the first day of school, the blond boy unbuttoned his cufflinks seemingly indifferently, avoiding his gaze.

Now is the time for night watch, and he knows where the other party will appear.

He can immediately rush out of this door to ask the other party for clarification, as long as he wants.He couldn't remember how long he hadn't spoken to or corresponded with the other party.

But Harry smiled in front of his eyes.

A strong sense of guilt overwhelmed him, making him unable to move his hand on the doorknob. 【I can not. 】He closed his eyes,【Don't be stupid, you can't do it all over again, the best time is over. 】At this moment, Voldemort may be planning a terrible conspiracy somewhere, and Dumbledore is exhausted for this matter.In the school, the power of the Ministry of Magic gradually erodes the students' minds and wears down their will to fight.Both he and Harry and Hermione had very important missions to accomplish, and he believed Draco did too.They are no longer children, and in such an era, no one is qualified to be willful.

He turned back to the cabinet. [Think about how you did it in the secret room. 】He closed his eyes, cleared his mind, and imagined that he was back in that dark and terrifying secret room again. The road shook violently and snapped in two, and they desperately needed...

The closet door opened slowly, and the boggart danced swiftly through the air.

[Funny funny! 】

The speed of its dancing slowed down visibly, as if it was resisting some powerful force.Finally, it slowly extended its body, causing the misty black to cover the entire space, and the misty gas settled down, turning into a graceful and slender solid.

A huge suspension bridge appeared in front of Ron, stretching out in the enchanted space.He stared at it for a long time, unable to believe that it was the work of his own spirit.At last he understood the meaning of his most urgent desire.If the Mirror of Erised were here, it would know who the red-haired boy imagined.

Unfortunately, the best time is over.

☆、Chapter96SherryDream(1)

Ron didn't wake up under the beech tree by the lake voluntarily, the grass was very soft, and the early autumn breeze was very pleasant, if Hermione hadn't thrown him the potion homework full of traces of modification.

【Merlin knows how much I need rest. ] he muttered, brushing the blades of grass from his hair.

[Harry is much busier than you, and he has to choose new members for the Quidditch team. 】Hermione retorted him like this, she looked at Harry's dark circles with pity, and kept knitting an elf sweater in his hand-well, he really has no right to complain, the three of them are too busy So much so that we only had to spend time together on Sunday afternoon.

[Harry, is the Quidditch team selection next Friday morning? ] Ron leaned over to Harry and asked him, 【I want to try the goalkeeper. 】

【Oh, of course.Let's go together on Friday. 】 It took Harry a long time to react.Ron and Hermione looked at each other, and they both sensed that something was wrong with the nearest Harry.

[Is Occlumency very difficult? ] Hermione asked tentatively.In order not to look deliberate, she winked at Ron. 【Yes, very difficult. 】Ron took her words and recalled what Snape taught him in the first class: 【You have to close all your thoughts and feelings, which is not easy...】

Harry looked down after Hermione brought up the subject, and Ron couldn't see the expression on his face.He remembered the last class when Harry left him alone, and Snape looked very angry, something must have happened between them that night.Ron didn't like it, and Harry's pursed lips were like a wall keeping him and Hermione out.

【Are you feeling unwell?Or was Snape trying to make things difficult for you?If you feel overwhelmed, just let us know. ] He said quickly, 【We can tell Professor McGonagall, she will help you reduce homework!We can still write to Dumbledore... so what happened? 】

Harry finally looked up, but Ron preferred not to see him that way.The green eyes were dim, hidden behind glass lenses.Harry didn't look at Hermione, just watched him silently.Ron realized he had something to say to himself, but didn't know how to say it.

[You can guess what happened that day without telling me. ] said Harry suddenly. [My mood is indeed very bad. If I say it, it may be better, or it may be worse.So give me some more time, please?I'll take care of everything. 】

[We all believe in you, Harry.But you have to know that you don't have to carry this alone. ] Hermione took Harry's hand, and Ron wrapped his own around Hermione's. [I will wait. ] He whispers to Harry, who smiles at him, albeit with a forced look. [Now we can discuss about DA, right? ] he said, and Hermione and Ron nodded.

Dumbledore's Army is a new idea - in the name of Dumbledore, all students in the school who do not want to be brainwashed by the Ministry of Magic are called together to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts.Under Umbridge's dark reign, mobilization had to be done in secret. [The lack of people is not a problem,] Hermione said, [This is more hidden, if we can do it successfully, it will not be too late to consider expanding the membership... Why don't we meet in the Room of Requirement tonight?I've heard that Umbridge is drafting the No. 20 Four Educational Order, and she certainly won't be free to do a surprise inspection tonight. 】

【great. ] said Ron. [Harry, you can take the members to the Response Room before the night watch.Hermione and I will meet you after our night watch. 】

[Give me your Galleon. 】Hermione held out her palm to Harry, 【I'll modify the above meeting time, so they can know the plan. 】Harry took out the spelled Galleon, and just as Ron leaned in to watch Hermione cast the spell, Harry broke the silence. 【Actually, that night, I accidentally saw Snape's memory. ] He said, 【I saw my dad... and the other three from the Marauders, and they looked... different from what I imagined. 】

【Are you unhappy because of this? ] Ron asked suspiciously. 【We all know the relationship between Sirius and Snape, I think...it's not surprising that your father and Snape are fighting? 】

[Yeah, maybe I'm thinking too much. ] Harry shrugged. 【I just don't want my dad to be a bully at school. 】

【Your father... bullied Snape? ] Ron opened his eyes wide, [I don't think so?Besides, if you really want to know, why don't you just ask Sirius over the fire! 】

[After finishing the task in front of me, I will ask. 】Harry nodded, his expression much more sincere than before.Ron put his arm around his shoulders, complaining to him about the messy homework that Hermione had corrected.And Hermione didn't defend herself, she was frowning and observing the expression on Harry's face.

After dinner, the students had a longer time to move around. Although the number of noisy people in the corridors decreased a lot under Umbridge's management, they were at least nominally free.The trio did not stay in the lounge, but went around the other three colleges separately to make sure that everyone who joined the DA saw the news.

[I don't think Harry is telling us the truth. 】When the night watch first started, Hermione said this to Ron. 【He might indeed be troubled by Snape's memory, but that's not the root cause. 】

Ron felt a little uncomfortable.But it wasn't just because of Harry's concealment, it was because of many other things.Hannah Abbott was called out yesterday at Herbalism and told her mother had been murdered and they hadn't seen her since.The father of the Patil sisters came to the school to talk to Professor McGonagall and said he was going to take his two daughters home, and he was by no means the only one in the four colleges who wanted to do this.Dumbledore didn't know where he went, Hogwarts became strange after being taken over by Umbridge, sometimes Ron would not be sure if what he was doing made sense, maybe Harry thought the same, but They're all trying to "get it right."

Ron and Hermione parted at a fork in the road, and now he was the only shadow in the empty hallway.He lowered his head and kicked a small stone, making it make a crisp sound.He was already able to conjure an escape door, but why would Draco need such help?Could it be that there are many boggarts hidden in that necklace?

He kicked again, and the small stone bounced away from his sight, and was caught by a pair of walking feet.

【You are still so boring, Weasley. 】

They are not just chatting casually now.Ron stared at the boy walking towards him, feeling his throat go dry.He wanted to escape from this confusing situation, but his feet didn't budge until the blond Slytherin walked in front of him. 【Why are not you talking? 】The young man bowed his head and remained silent for a while, then kicked his shoes impatiently, with old intimacy in his movements.Ron noticed that the prefect's badge on the opponent's chest was replaced by a badge called "Investigation Team".

The blond boy's figure shook, and Ron immediately supported him by the shoulder, but he was pushed against the wall due to his unstable center of gravity.The distance between the two was shortened in an instant, and a strong smell of red wine rushed into Ron's nostrils, and at the same time, there was also the long-lost smell of mint.

【……you've been drinking? 】

The other party didn't answer, and the boy put his head on his shoulder, as if he had fallen asleep.From Ron's vantage point only glimpses of his quivering eyelashes.He still remembered how bad the other party was at drinking. When they secretly dated in Hogsmeade, butter beer could make each other blush. When they returned to Ollivander's attic to make out, he would hug each other in his ear. while laughing.

However, the other party probably doesn't remember these things.The boy in his arms wrapped his hands tightly around him, and sprayed his warm breath on the side of his neck.Ron instinctively moved closer to the nape of his neck, filling his soul with mint and sweet sherry.The other party's breathing suddenly became heavy, and Ron knew that he also sensed the rose.For two people who have long since parted, everything happened too smoothly, so smoothly that it should be condemned.He seemed to hear Hermione's voice: [Ron, you are so wrong!You said you put him down, but he forgot about you, but why do your scents still blend so well? 】

【I really hate you, Draco, and of course I hate myself too. 】Ron was talking to himself, but his vicious tone sounded like surrender.He pulled the guy in his arms away from him, and patted the flushed face. [Draco, wake up. ] He said, 【You better be able to walk back to the dormitory by yourself, otherwise I will have to drag you back. 】

The person in front of him opened his eyes bewilderedly, and his shadow was reflected in the gray pupils. 【I'm looking for you again, right? 】The blond Slytherin said softly, 【I just can't help it, Dumbledore said it's not good, but it's all your fault. ] He struggled to stand upright and smiled at Ron.Ron couldn't understand what he was saying, the chaotic and sweet breath swirled in the evening wind, and what finally settled was bitterness.The smile on the other party's lips quickly disappeared, and he was very close to him, tracing his outline seriously with his eyes.

[Go back to the dormitory, you are drunk. 】

[I don't know if I can walk back. 】

Ron silently looked at the two holding hands. [You have no idea what you are doing.Listen, I can only lead you to the lounge door. 】Of course the drunk would not answer his words, Ron wanted to break free but was entangled even tighter.He simply ignored the heat of the opponent's palm and quickened his pace towards Slytherin's bedroom.

Entering the area where the other party was supposed to be patrolling, Ron pulled Draco to the stone wall. [I hope you haven't forgotten the password for the lounge. 】【Pure breed. ] The other party replied obediently, looking really drunk.Does he think I'm someone else, like Parkinson?This thought made Ron very uncomfortable. He pulled out his numb right hand, and he just wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible.

[If you still don't recognize your dormitory, just lie down in the lounge for one night. 】

The smell on the other person was getting stronger and stronger, and Ron wasn't sure if it was intentional or a natural reaction. In any case, he was almost driven crazy as the sober one.

[I didn't say to let you go. 】

The people behind suddenly surrounded his body and pulled him into the lounge burning with dim green light before Ron had a bad feeling. Both of them fell into the soft carpet. [Shh - don't talk. ] Slytherin covered Ron's mouth before he could speak, 【You don't want to wake anyone else up. 】

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But today his body dragged him into the memory of that first Christmas Eve.To this day, he still cannot resist the smell of this person.Ron groaned impatiently.He felt the weight off his body, and moved, ready to stand up, even though he wasn't sure he could do it.

【What do you want to do? 】The blond Slytherin at his side hugged him alertly. [I want to go back. ] Ron replied instinctively.He's the less conscious one now, the dependence on the suppressant and the smell inside him driving him crazy.

[I've always had bad self-control, otherwise we wouldn't have started, remember?If you don't want to regret it tomorrow, help me out the door, and I can go back to the dormitory by myself...] Ron raised his neck and exhaled, trying not to smell those tempting pheromones.And then he really, really can't hear what he's saying, talking just to ease the feeling of danger.

[I don't think I'll regret it, Ronnie. ] The person holding him interrupted him, very gently.Ron heard the other party whisper a few spells. 【Let's go to the sofa. ] These were the last words Ron could remember.

And the burning of the other's lips was the last thing he could remember.

☆、【Dro】Friends in the closet

I'm sorry I've been too busy recently, and the plot just happened to be at a critical point, so I'm still sorting out, so in the past two days, I've filled in the short stories I started before to make up the number... The word count of this chapter is 1.3w, which can be regarded as bloodletting (for me For this kind of procrastinator www) I wish you all a happy National Day holiday!

Inspired by the movie "Love, Simon"

The essence is Dro, but what I actually want to write is all Luo

Contains vice cp

The purpose of this article is: four, university, school, college, each, whoring, one, over and over!

Summary: Ron left a letter on the Hogwarts message board looking for a closet friend, he didn't expect to find true love.

01

Ron was starting to think it was a little silly to bring it up in Professor Trelawney's class.Especially when Hermione stared at him like that, like someone told her the first goblin rebellion didn't happen in 1612, and she'd just written that answer on her exam paper.

"Really, Ron?" The smartest witch in the grade moved closer to him, "You really like him?" Just as Ron was about to put his hand over her mouth and change "a bit stupid" to Before "pretty stupid", she had consciously lowered her voice. "I just can't believe it. I mean...that's it? You don't even know his name."

"What are you discussing?" Harry turned his head with a sleepy face, and he was indeed not awake.

"Magic." Ron and Hermione said in unison.Harry rolled his eyes and lay down again.

Ron looked at his friend's hair guiltily for a moment.They were trying to grow towards the ceiling, straight as Harry's sexuality - Merlin, what the hell was he thinking - but it was really the reason Ron and Hermione let him catch up on sleep.Yes, Trelawney's class is never a good time to say something like: "Hey man, I know it's hard to swallow, but I've only liked boys since fourth grade, oh yeah, Hermione early You know, last month she helped me post a friend-seeking notice on the school's message board."

"I'm curious what he told you, that—" Hermione puffed out her tongue, as if about to cast a spell, "'ferret'. You've only been chatting on message boards for a month, on and off .He doesn't even dare to tell you who he really is!"

"Hey, I just told him that I'm in Gryffindor." Ron stopped Hermione's double-standard behavior in time, "We don't plan to come out at the moment, so it's fun to chat like this."

"It was fun, so fun that you fell in love with a 'ferret' of unknown species." Ron tried not to laugh, because Hermione's literal jokes were precious, as was the "mean girl" look. "I just said 'sort of like'." Ron corrected her, "because he sounds like a kind, thoughtful guy, well, don't look at me with that hopeless look." He sighed, " I wanted to know who he was, and ideally be friends with him in real life, invite him to the Yule Ball or something, but, no, definitely not as urgent as you think."

"I still kind of regret casting the secrecy spell on the message board for you." Hermione pouted. "If you really want to find a boyfriend, you should be realistic. There are quite a few handsome guys in our academy."

"I'm just looking for a friend," said Ron.That certainly didn't mean Hermione wasn't the best person to confide in, or he wouldn't have told her everything during the exploration period.Only occasionally he remembered that Hermione and the background noise of the school also belonged on the other side of the cupboard door, and he was still alone on this side.He needs someone to share the world of the closet with, even if, well, even if it's just a "ferret."The clever girl obviously understood, for she quietly shook his hand under the table.

"Honestly, what the hell are you talking about? I'm sure I heard some kind of animal in my dream." Harry turned his head.

"Divination," Ron said perfunctorily. "You have a ferret in your crystal ball."

"Fuck you." Harry stood up and looked at the hazy white mist of realism. "So what does this mean?"

02

Ron discovered that he was different from other boys in the fourth grade. As a person with "only a teaspoon of emotion", this change took his breath away so fast.In the third grade, he was still secretly in love with the graceful Mrs. Romesta. In the fourth grade, he was able to appreciate Veela with pure eyes.From time to time, he would feel dizzy, feeling that his mind could not keep up with his physiology.

The feeling was driving him crazy, and he couldn't even confirm that his hunch was correct.So in a certain astronomy class, when Hermione was fiddling with the telescope beside him, he suddenly said it all.

"I'm not very good at it, Ron." Hermione raised an eyebrow. "But if you really think Krum is a good sex object... the answer is obvious."

Ron felt needle pricks in his face. "Let's not tell Harry yet?" "But you'll have to tell him sooner or later!" said Hermione. "He'll find out if you don't."

It turned out that Harry was not as subtle as Hermione thought, this year they were promoted to fifth grade, his brother would still slap his ass in the corridor unscrupulously, and he would slap back even more brazenly.All in all, he's acting like he's always been, attending classes, breaking school rules, Quidditch... well, forget about Krum, let's get this over with, okay?

But, he said, that feeling of being "in the closet" can sometimes pop up into bad things. "Umbridge made the atmosphere in the school too bad before, or you would have dared to say it." "It's not about the atmosphere, Hermione." Why did he have to "speak"?Before the fourth grade, "liking girls" was never his label. Why does "liking boys" have to occupy all of his life now?

No one understood his troubles, and even Hermione thought he was just too lonely.Or maybe it is, and if someone could put him in his shoes and share his thoughts on coming out, he might be less cynical.

So Hermione gave him a unique gift a month ago. "Look here, Ron." She led him to the message board during the night watch.Ron never paid much attention to the board, which was full of junk ads (“Fred and George’s new experiment!”) and all kinds of weird protests against the school (“Elves need paid time off!” ), there are also some boards for students to communicate, lend OWLs. Notes and so on.

"You can also write what you want to say on it." Hermione said, "see if there are any friends of yours in school. I recently learned a new secrecy spell, we can set a few keywords on the paper, only Only those who meet the conditions can see the real content of the message."

In the end, the only keywords they set were "like the same sex" and "trouble". "I just want to find a friend to talk to." Ron shrugged at Hermione who looked regretful. "Finding a boyfriend is not something you can do with just a few key words."

Then he started writing messages.He wrote about his own sexuality, complained about certain phenomena in the school-hoping to resonate, and deliberately concealed the most obvious characteristics when describing himself.Finally he writes about his need for companionship. "Just chatting, no pressure kind of, we don't need to know who each other is, it's going to be safe."

When he posted the parchment on the message board, Ron didn't expect much good things to happen.But luck is so strange sometimes.

03

Soon someone wrote back to him. "I stumbled across your letter and I have to say we share a lot of the same feelings," the man wrote in the margin of Ron's note. "I, like you, need someone to talk about the changes that started this summer, about myself. Of course, I will be a good listener. I agree with you about the stars at the observatory, which is where I often go where we may have met."

"I will leave a message at any time on Wednesday and Sunday, remember to tell me the time you choose, so that we don't have to waste time waiting, and avoid the embarrassment of accidentally bumping into each other. Looking forward to your reply, I will be there throughout the week Keep an eye on the message boards."

"Doesn't he sound like a control freak?" Hermione said immediately after reading the reply. "He doesn't even ask if you want to choose him. It's like coming to an interview and asking the interviewer for himself."

Ron didn't contradict her, but he liked the letter.The other party is a boy with beautiful handwriting, who likes stars, and is very confident.The serious proposal proved that he took privacy extremely seriously, and Ron saw nothing wrong with that.Such a person will not reply casually, and his message must have touched the other party in some way.

"Ferret." Hermione pointed to the signature at the end of the message. "Is he intending to make a pair with you?" Ron's signature was Weasel, and it sounded like two little furry animals trying to keep each other warm.This was just the beginning, but Ron really felt that his "cynicism" was being healed.

"Okay, I see." Hermione waved her wand resignedly, and the two signatures floated from the parchment and flew into the tip of her wand. "Now only the two of you can see the content of the message, not even me." She took off the parchment, emptied the content and handed it to him. "You have to write a second letter," she said with a smile.

Ron couldn't believe it had completely changed his life.Write letters to each other?He thought it was something his parents would do in his generation.But the truth is he likes it.At first he just wanted to talk about "that thing", but then he changed his mind, and the complaint was reduced from a half-page paper to three lines ("Today two of my roommates laughed at a junior boy in the hallway for being a sissy, and told him to admit that he It's gay. Fuck. What's more, I've done something like that before, you know how it feels?").After playing Quidditch, he would notice the sun setting on the Hogwarts pasture, and the remnants of the setting sun shining on the faces of his friends, and found that this was the most worth writing in the letter.Every line between the lines shows that they like the details of each other's lives.

"Some time ago, my father brought me a lot of gifts from abroad. I know he loves me, but he is not good at expressing it, and I am the same. So I still can't speak. I think you will be together sooner. Confessor, not me. I left some candy for you, and I'll put it in the corner of the observatory tonight, and hope you take it before the owls eat it."

Ron stared at the letter for a long time, then jumped up suddenly. "Why didn't I think of that?" he said cheerfully to Hermione. "This guy is supposed to be a prefect! His letters often appear on the message boards very late, his presents are chosen at night, and last time he said Hear Peeves cry--that stinker only cries at night, it's hard for someone who isn't a prefect to hear, isn't it?"

"Sounds reasonable." Hermione rolled her eyes. "But he could also be a member of the Slug Club or other important societies, and they often stay active late."

"Okay." Ron sat down again.Hermione suddenly felt a little sorry for her friend. The other party was a cunning guy who hadn't left Ron with any definite clues for a month. The ferret didn't even want to reveal which college he was in.

Hermione guessed that the ferret must be Slytherin.

"I think he must be a Hufflepuff," said Ron suddenly and decisively. "He doesn't sound like much of a reader, and he doesn't have a great imagination, but he's pretty subtle. I'm telling you, definitely a Hufflepuff." strange."

"Why not Slytherin?"

"Does that even matter, Hermione?" Ron's blue eyes widened. "Because he's a lovely man, as simple as that."

04

Ron started to keep an eye on the Hufflepuffs.He liked the house, and if he had to choose between Gryffindor, it would be Hufflepuff.Especially now, every boy who walks by in a yellow and black scarf has an inexplicable attraction to him (“There are a lot of Hufflepuff boys with curly hair, okay I like curly hair”), if it is in the observatory Meeting one of them makes his heart beat fast.

He came across one after a night watch. "Hey, Ron." The handsome boy stood up quickly, "What a coincidence, I thought there would be no one here at night."

Merlin.Ron had no feeling in either of his legs.A confident, thoughtful Hufflepuff with daddy issues who is always active at night, why can't this person be Cedric Diggory?His IQ is comparable to Glop.

"I'm here to look at the stars," said Ron tentatively. "I didn't know you were so romantic," Cedric replied with a smile. "Oh, don't laugh." Ron walked happily to the senior, "Why are you here?"

Cedric shook his head slowly. "Think about something." He said vaguely,