"Kim, Ginny ..."

"To shut up!"

"Uh ... Ravend?"

"My dear, you should call me Levin ... And, this is something between me and Ginny, don't talk first!"

When Ron, who happened to be sandwiched by two girls, tried to talk a few words to persuade him, he seemed to have no part to speak at all--he had a very good mouth, but Honestly playing a dumb, is there anything worse than this?

Ok! The answer is ... yes!

The next moment he was going to be a beautiful boy quietly, his skin was suddenly tight, as if there were countless hands rubbing and pressing everywhere on him.

"Oh!"

Immediately, his expression froze, and he stood up suddenly. After such a stop, the stool that was originally sitting on the bottom of the **** fell to the floor, and Ginny and Lavender, who were staring at each other, were startled.

What made these two girls somewhat stunned was not the sound of a stool falling to the ground-in the three brooms where the noise almost became background music, the sound was insignificant. What surprised them was Ron who stood up for a moment.

The two girls who are arguing, one is their beloved sister, and the other is their current girlfriend ... so far, they have never seen Ron look angry! At that moment, Ron seemed to be really angry.

Right in the middle of them, Ron leaned down and pressed on the table without looking at either side. He just lowered his head, and his forehead bangs covered his eyes in a mess, making it difficult to distinguish his intentions.

"Rorow, what are you ...?"

Lavender moved closer, reaching out and touching Ron's shoulder. But no one knew exactly what Ron was thinking at this time, only to see that he was maintaining this posture motionless, which seemed strange.

"Ron?" Ginny blinked in wonder.

After a while, Ron, with his head down, finally reacted. But no one expected it, but he turned around and kicked the stool that fell to the ground and went to the other side of the bar.

Probably noticed that his condition was not right. Ginny and Lavender both stopped after subconsciously after two steps.

However, Ron, who was immersing himself in the crowd and headed straight forward, accidentally bumped into Harry standing in the distance watching the movement.

"Hey! Luo ... eh?"

Now that Ron had just picked a way to his side, of course Harry had no reason to avoid it deliberately, and he hurried forward to meet him. But when Harry wanted to say a few words to Ron, he froze.

"Shh-Harry, don't! Don't talk!"

"You ... was born?" Harry asked in a low voice, "How could you ..."

"Well, there's a reason anyway," said the other side, and he shrank directly behind Harry, "stop for me, I ... oh no!"

What was being said well, suddenly Harry heard a crisp tinkle when the snoring sounded on the floor, so he immediately looked down at the sound. But in fact, he only had time to see the moment when a potion bottle rolled into the pile of people on the right.

At this moment, Harry looked subtly at the other side's back turning, and could not help but silently silence him for three seconds.

Maybe that's not to blame Harry, because the time left for him is only three seconds.

"stop!"

A loud drink rang through the entire bar, and even suppressed the noise of the surrounding crowd. When the guests were curious, they turned around and looked over here.

That shout was Ginny—to be honest, she really didn't use any sound reinforcement spells, and she could see how loud her voice was hiding under demureness! This can't help but make Ginny walking up, down, left, right, and right again and again, as if she really realized what kind of girl she was today.

"Turn around!" Ginny drank again.

When Ginny shouted loudly, Lavender, who was still at the table, had already arrived, and beside her were Parvati and Hannah.

"Okay! Don't you want to look back?" Ginny's head was crimson, and a crimson red pours down from behind his head, as strong as a waterfall woven by flames, "This gentleman, trouble You pick it up and pass it to me ... Thank you! "

In the latter sentence, she said to one of the male wizards in the crowd. When she said this, the momentum was still amazing. Even the adults couldn't help but take the potion that rolled down at their feet very cooperatively. The bottle was in Ginny's palm.

After receiving her hand, she pulled the stopper and sniffed gently, then frowned.

"... This is a compound decoction."

It wasn't Ginny who spoke this time, of course, it wasn't likely that it was Ravende and Parvati, who had always had a good academic record, but Hannah Abbott of Hatchpatch College.

I saw her catching the smell of Ginny's hand and smelling it for a while, and then thought carefully for a while, then hesitated and said, "This bottle of compound decoction seems to be different from the book, and it is also added Some other materials ... but this is a compound decoction but it must be correct. "

"Why are you doing this? Who are you ... who ..."

When Ginny heard the words, she tightened her eyebrows again, a pair of sharp eyes pointed at the back, quite a bit of vowing not to understand the truth. But soon, she seemed to have no need to ask the question.

Obviously, the other party's compound decoction has completely relieved its effect. It didn't have much height, and it suddenly lifted a lot. The iconic Weasley's iconic red turned into an instant. Dark golden.

"... Neville?" Ginny said in surprise. "Why ... why are you pretending to be Ron?"

Well, Ginny was very surprised, but among the people present, the most shocked was Ron's current girlfriend, Miss Lavender Brown.

"Did you ... have you been with me for most of the day?"

Yes, the natural person who plays Ron is our Mr. Neville Longbottom. Seeing that Ginny finally realized her identity, Neville naturally lost the meaning of continuing to escape. After a little hesitation, Neville had to turn around.

"I'm sorry ... I ... not ..."

It can be seen that Neville's mouth is a little bit stingy, and even a sentence is incomplete. You know, although Neville Longbottom is usually the same when facing girls, but when he was playing Ron just now, wasn't that all the timid look that was unfavorable?

At that time, although he was still under the pressure of Lavender, he could at least deal with it relatively well. For the current Neville, I was afraid that he couldn't even reply.

Perhaps, it is also a different identity that allows him to finally hide the inexplicable anxiety in his heart and to show his true inner integrity. But now once he has recovered to his original self, the borrowed courage has once again shrunk to his inner heart and buried it.

"Long Barton! You have to make it clear today, you ..." Lavender was obviously anxious, first stomping a few feet on the spot, and then rushing straight over to Neville.

The girl originally had a crazy temperament, whether it was love or hate, it was as violent as a storm. Looking at the appearance of her "噔 噔 噔" running over, it was as terrible as eating Neville.

"Yes, yes, sorry, please ... don't, don't ..."

Neville was frightened, and as Lavender approached, he stepped back and forth, stumbled over several tables. The surrounding guests hurried away, apparently not wanting to be implicated in him.

However, Ms. Rosmerta, who was leaning on the bar in the distance, stood still calmly, not only not worried, but also looking at this with a smile.

"Oh-this is it!" She smiled, and said to a wizard in front of the bar, "Looking at this scene, I'm afraid I have to admit that I'm really old!"

"Oh!" "Oh!"

Neville, who was constantly retreating, finally did not stand still, and stumbled to the ground with a stool. Where would Lavender miss such a good opportunity, he suddenly swooped up like a tigress, and grabbed Neville's collar.

"Say!"

Just one word made Neville for a while.

"Say, say what?"

"Why pretend to be my Roro! Why deceive my feelings so much! Why stay with me all morning! Why be so nice to me! For ..."

Every time he said "why", Lavender held Neville's collar with both hands to throw his strength once. In terms of size, Neville was as tall as two Lavenders, but in fact Neville looked like a rat that had been stubborn in his hands, looking particularly pathetic.

It is worth mentioning that the “why” people of Lavender are getting more and more surprised-it is more accurate to complain than to be angry ~ lightnovelpub.net ~.

Harry stared sideways, staring at Ginny from time to time, both of them showing blankness in the other's eyes.

"... say! Neville Longbottom! Do you like me!"

After talking about all the "why" one by one, Lavender made a sentence like this, making everyone present stupid.

Neville had long been fainted by the series of "why" questions. He was lying on the ground and letting Lavender sit on his stomach and constantly abusing his neck and collar. The whole person seemed stupid.

"... I ... I like Hannah." He froze and said something no one had expected.

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