Chapter 400 Ron’s Worst Day (Part 2)

   "Take it, take it all! You bandits!"

  Slytherin Dean and Potions Professor Slughorn yelled at the house elves rolling in oak barrels.

If there is something more disgusting than a slug, it is a slowly creeping slug, and the body is covered with pustules, and there is shiny liquid inside. Squeeze it with your hand and "surge" it with a pus. , Hogwarts teacher likes to punish students by squeezing babo tuber pus.

  Simon Finigan hates this thing, and Hagrid’s snails, so even if he can explode as much as he can now, he still doesn’t have any joy on his face.

  "Why are the balbo tubers and the fried snails, can't it be something else?"

  24-year-old Simon and 12-year-old Ron asked the same question.

   "Damn spider." Ron complained with Simon as if he had encountered the same kind.

   "Give me a drink." Simon asked Ron for whiskey.

   "No." Ron snatched the bottle from his hand.

   "What? Can't bear any alcohol?" Simon sarcastically.

   "I had a bad day." Ron narrowed his mouth.

   "Oh, isn't it, how bad can you be?"

   "Get out of Simon." Ron said in disgust, but Simon didn't hear Ron tell him to get out.

   "Want to have fun together? Fried something to make you feel better."

   "Count me." Ron said immediately.

   "Take your flying broomstick." Simon patted Ron on the back. "We will meet here in ten minutes."

  Ron raised his wrist and glanced at his wizard watch. It was a birthday present from his parents in the year of his 17th birthday.

  He wanted to go to Hogsmeade, but he drank poisonous mead, thanks to Harry remembering to use dung stones, otherwise he would die.

  The old slug was there at the time. He was too old and unresponsive, and he didn't even think of using it to detoxify.

  This is what Harry learned from the Half-Blood Prince's book. The old, ugly, greasy Snape thought he was a prince.

   "It's a **** of a ghost." Ron cursed, and turned to fetch his flying broomstick. It was still the one that swept the eleven stars, and it was not the latest model after so many years.

  Because of the poisonous mead, Ron missed the Quidditch game and was played by Cormac McLagen. My mother once mentioned it accidentally. There was a crisis when the three broomsticks were called a broomstick. At that time, the female students at Hogwarts were crazy and poisoned each other’s food. Some even poisoned mead bought with a broom.

  There are many ways of poisoning. You don’t have to put potions or poisons in the wine. The flower source of the bees in the process of collecting nectar is beyond the control of the nectar-collecting humans.

  There is a herbal medicine from the East called Tripterygium wilfordii, also known as Radix officinalis. In ancient times, a **** named "Shen Nong" ate it and died.

The whole body of this plant is poisonous, even the flowers and pollen it blooms. Some people use honey made from tripterygium pollen into mead and almost poisoned a girl to death. From then on, it was poisoned like a joke. The game was stopped, and anyone who poisoned other people's food would be expelled.

Selling toxic mead, the business of a broom plummeted. At this time, Lucius Malfoy “helped” Ms. Rosmerta, and the poisoning incident ended in an “accident”. After all, no one knew about bees. What kind of honey will be picked to make honey.

  There are differences between species and species. What is non-toxic to bees is not necessarily non-toxic to humans. Werewolves only bite wizards. Muggles are always eaten. According to Bill, wizards and Muggles “smelt differently”.

   "Damn it." Ron cursed low and returned to the command tent with his broom. He peeped through the gap between the tent tarps, and Draco Malfoy was actually inside.

"This is how you treat guests? You don't even have a drink?" Draco Malfoy, dressed in expensive furs, said arrogantly as he looked at the rudimentary furnishings in the headquarters with disgust, as if he had arrived. Here comes the dignity and dignity.

   "You said to find a warm place to chat. I believe it is warm enough here." Harry said with a sneer.

   "Where is Hermione Granger?" Draco asked.

   "I told her to return to the camp midway. The people on your side are not friendly to Muggle seeds." Harry said.

   "Now, we are in your camp, why not let her come out to meet people?" Draco said in the same voice as a Welshman, "Do you think it's shameful to be with her? Potter?"

   "I'm talking about cooperation with you, Malfoy!" Harry said angrily.

"Hermione Granger isn't here, I have nothing to talk to you." Draco said lazily, sitting on the only sofa in the headquarters, with his legs crossed. "My godfather said you are stupid like a troll, Potter. No matter how much he loves your mother, he can't change this."

   Ron just wanted to open the tent and go in and beat him up, and he grabbed him with one hand.

  He looked back and saw that it was his father Arthur Weasley.

"Come with me, kid." Arthur Weasley said in a low voice. The two sneaked behind a row of wooden boxes. Arthur used a closed earplug to listen to the surroundings, and then said to Ron. .

  "You have to protect Harry, son, we have received information that someone is plotting against him."

   "What?" Ron exclaimed. Even though he had passed the spell, Arthur was taken aback by his yelling, turned his head and looked around, and whispered until he was sure that no one was paying attention.

"Another leader in Slytherin showed up. No one knows what his name is. We only know that they call him'Mr.'. He has a close relationship with the Malfoy family and usually gathers at his house." Arthur put a sailboat. Coin handed over to him, "This is the exclusive contact method within the family. Even Hermione can't tell her. It is used in the same way as fake Jin Jialong."

   "Why can't Hermione say?"

  "Don’t you wonder where she lived during this time? I asked a friend to follow her. She lives in an apartment that used to be a safe house in the Order of the Phoenix, but you shouldn’t know it exists."

   "Why?"

"It belonged to Sirius Black. When he was 17 years old, he left James Potter's house. Remus lived with him for a while, and then he lived in that house alone. If he It was also that time to defect..."

   "Ciris Black did not defect. It was Pete Perdiro who pretended to be dead. The real traitor was him." Ron complained.

"At that time, no one saw that. Since James separated from him, he has acted alone. No one knows what he is doing? When asked, he said he was performing Dumbledore’s secret mission, and then he came back. , Remus was monitoring him when he lived with him, and we didn’t let him join the meeting until it was determined that he was'clean'."

  Ron was very confused.

"We live at the Black house because there are not only the Red Loyalty Curse, but also all the known protection and defense magics. If anything happens to me, son, your mother will take care of you." Arthur pinched Holding Ron's shoulder, his strength was so strong that he almost pinched Ron in pain. "Protect our family. No matter what reason Hermione uses to let you leave the house, don't leave the Burrow."

  "Is it because of your job problem in the Law Enforcement Department?" Ron said with horror, "Can you not do it?"

"It's hard for me to explain to you. If I resign at this time, everyone will think I am a coward. I think you know that my generation has been working to resolve the misunderstanding between Muggles and wizards, Charlie, Bill, and George. , Passy, ​​and both of them have their own business, only you are still at a loss. I think you need guidance. If you don’t mind, I hope you can inherit my business. What do you think? Son?"

   "I...I don't know." Ron stammered.

"I don't need you to be a brave warrior. Fred's death makes your mother very sad. It's all my fault." Arthur crouched and said in pain, "I am not a good father. I even protect me. My own children didn’t do it, I'm really a useless person."

  Ron pursed his mouth, looking like he wanted to laugh but endured a laugh, and finally opened his arms and hugged his father.

   "We only have 10 minutes." Ron checked his watch "No, only 3 minutes, Dad."

   "What are you going to do?" Arthur asked alertly.

   "Nothing, I made an appointment with a friend to ride a broomstick." Ron lied casually "By the way, can you tell me what George fears the most?"

  Far away, he saw Hermione and Hannah Albert enter the tent together, but he didn't care what they were talking about anymore.

Ron is a Weasley, and Weasley always puts her family first. If Hermione wants to be free, he will let her be free. She has told her so many times that she should be assigned to Ravenclaw. If you want to fly as freely as an eagle, then she will fly, and he will see how high and far she flies.

  This is what an honest person should do, right?

  (End of this chapter)