Chapter 242 Harry and Ron

Coming out of Hagrid's cabin, Fanlin and the others were feeling heavy-hearted. Buckbeak's death was a foregone conclusion, and no one could change it... They felt very sorry for this, and it deepened Harry's disgust for Malfoy.

It has always been like this. Whenever something unpleasant happens, the Malfoys seem to appear, either Draco or Lucius. In Ron's words, this family is simply rotten.

After Fanlin and the others learned that Buckbeak would be executed by the Ministry of Magic at around 4 o'clock this afternoon, several people expressed their willingness to accompany Hagrid through this difficult time.

But Hagrid refused. He said Dumbledore would come, and he didn't want such a cruel scene to be seen by several young wizards, including Ron. Hagrid didn't know about Ron, and he was still asking Ron why he didn't come, which made several people extremely embarrassed.

Harry told Hagrid about what happened between Ron and them with a somewhat ugly face. The conversation with Hagrid almost collapsed. Everyone had sad things, and they didn't know who should comfort whom.

"Is there really no way?" Hermione said reluctantly. The girl felt that this kind of thing was too cruel, and Hermione was really a little hard to accept.

"..." Several people were silent for a while. They simply didn't have the ability to change anything.

The originally warm Gryffindor public lounge seemed to have become cold. Ron's closure, the downtrodden Hagrid, and Buckbeak who was about to die, all seemed to have turned into thorns in everyone's hearts, but there seemed to be no way to solve these things.

And Peter, this dangerous guy was still lurking beside Ron. They had no way to start, which made Fanlin and Hermione very worried.

Although there were some unpleasantness between several people, as friends, for Ron's safety, some simple unpleasantness could not make them give up.

There was a commotion behind him. It was Fred and George. They were discussing the development of new products, and of course the secret passage.

However, this was nothing new. They had found the Marauder's Map in their first year, and they knew the secret passages of Hogwarts Castle much better than Mr. Filch.

Of course, in view of Harry's pitiful situation, Fred and George kindly gave Harry the Marauder's Map more than a month ago.

It was for this reason that Harry was able to experience the joy of Hogsmeade. At least on the last weekend of winter, Harry used the secret passage leading to Honeydukes and played Hogsmeade to his heart's content under the guidance of Vanlin and Hermione.

Harry even wore his invisibility cloak to tease Malfoy. He threw snowballs at him, and Harry also pulled off Carla's pants, so Harry was taught a lesson by Hermione.

Carla's flowered underwear was not good-looking, it was terrible... In fact, it was true.

Fanlin also borrowed the Marauder's Map to study for a while. Sure enough, Fanlin found the name of Peter Pettigrew on the map, but his name was entangled with Ron's name.

It was because of this discovery that Fanlin was more certain of the truth about his memory, but Harry did not think so, and Fanlin's explanation was that magic was sometimes inaccurate.

Fortunately, Harry did not think much about it. Instead of being entangled in a prank map, Harry wanted to solve the problem of his friend Ron.

At night, Hogwarts fell into silence.

The lights of the dormitories of each college were on, and they looked a little hazy in the night. Of course, this did not include Slytherin, whose student dormitories were under the Black Lake.

What a corrupt and extravagant style... Harry inadvertently complained that he was reading a book about magical animals, but it did not have any other effect except to make him understand Buckbeak better.

There were only four people in Harry's dormitory, himself, Ron, Vanlin and Neville... Vanlin was studying with Hermione in the library at this time. In Harry's opinion, this was more like a unique way of dating between the two of them. Everyone thought so, although Hermione and the two did not admit it.

And Neville, poor Neville was left by Professor Snape to sort out the equipment again. Although Harry felt that Neville was a little pitiful, but... well, if there was no Neville, this job would either be him or Ron.

As for Ron...

Harry picked up a page of the book, and then sat there in a daze. He really couldn't think of any good way to restore the relationship between Ron, him and them.

If Harry didn't take the initiative to speak, Ron would not have been born at all. Even though Harry saw Ron wanted to come over and say something several times, perhaps driven by the estrangement, Ron's opening several times made him hold it back.

Thinking about it, Harry's fingers slid on the page inadvertently. However, the sudden sound of the door opening gave Harry a jump.

Harry quickly retracted his finger, and a pain instantly came from his fingertips. His finger was cut by the page.

Because he was caught off guard, Harry screamed in pain. His voice seemed to startle the visitor.

Because the light was a little dim, Harry didn't see who was standing at the door, but the figure obviously paused.

"Maybe it's Neville." Harry thought to himself. Neville was always a little timid. Even though he could appear to be particularly brave in some things, such sudden little things obviously would not be included in this.

Harry was about to ask how Neville was doing and whether Professor Snape was making things difficult for him, and expressed his comfort by the way.

However, before Harry could speak, a slightly hoarse voice shattered Harry's thoughts.

"Is it you...Harry?"

The voice was a bit hoarse, and it seemed that the voice's owner's throat was in a very bad condition. It sounded a little dry, but Harry could still identify the owner of the voice.

"Ron... you're here..." Harry said awkwardly. This was the first time in weeks that Ron had taken the initiative to talk to him. Harry suddenly felt a little strange. Harry felt very ashamed for this. He didn't even pay attention to the state of his good friend Ron.

"Hmm..." Ron snorted softly, "The flames in the fireplace are a bit small. I'm afraid... I'm afraid that Scabbers will be cold... maybe the bedroom will be warmer..."

Ron explained that he walked to his bed silently, but he did not light the bedside lamp. He just slipped into the curtain silently, and his whole body seemed to merge with the darkness of the night.

There seemed to be some silence, which made Harry feel very uncomfortable. He opened his mouth several times. He didn't want to give up Ron's rare opportunity to talk to him. However, there was some confusion in Harry's head. He had no idea. It’s time to start from that place.

Harry coughed twice. He seemed to want to attract Ron's attention. He raised his arm and raised the book about magical beasts in his hand.

"I didn't know until now that apart from some similarities in shape, there is no relationship between hippogriffs and thunderbirds. The danger levels of the two creatures are not on the same level at all..."

"Do you like magical beasts too?" Ron asked in a still hoarse voice. His throat was a little dry. He hadn't spoken much at all recently except for quarrels, which made his throat feel itchy.

"Well, I wanted to help Hagrid be kind to his animal friends, and then Fanlin recommended Mr. Newt's books to me. This meant to me..." Harry suddenly realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said. , so before he finished speaking, he stopped speaking.

Harry leaned on the back of the bed and twisted his body uneasily. He was afraid that Ron would fall silent again. You know, it was Ron who took the initiative to hit Fan Lin, which made Ron and Fan Lin The relationship between them has become very subtle.

Maybe he really did something wrong, but Ron did not remain silent as usual.

"This... this is very good... Fan... Fan Lin usually recommends books that you can use..." Ron was a little slow, and there was a dryness in his tone. taste.

"Hmm..." Harry nodded, "Indeed...but...your voice..."

"Some inflammation...you know...it's easy for people to catch a cold when the season changes..." Ron said, coughing twice.

"Are you okay, Ron... I mean, have you visited Madam Pomfrey?"

"Well...I went there today. Madam Pomfrey gave me a potion. If I sleep tonight, I will be fine the next day."

After Ron finished speaking, he fell silent again. With the help of the figure through the curtain, Harry saw that Ron seemed to have buried his head lower, and his whole person felt a little indescribable decadence... This reminded Harry of Hagrid today, who was just like Ron.

After a long silence, Harry was almost about to give up the idea of ​​continuing the conversation, but then he thought, if he also gave up on Ron, then Ron's experience in Hogwarts would undoubtedly become even more tragic. Some.

Suddenly, Harry remembered that when he was a child, he suffered the same strange looks from other people, and he was also disliked and even disgusted by his relatives.

This feeling is really as bad as it gets. Harry feels that Ron should not be treated like this. Ron even stood up to protect everyone when he was playing Wizard Chess in the first grade... (To be continued)