"Kim, Ginny..."
"Shut up!"
"Uh... Lavender?"
"Honey, you should call me Levin... And this is between me and Ginny. Don't talk!"
When Ron, who happened to be sandwiched between two girls, tried to say a few words to persuade him, he found that he didn't seem to have the right to speak at all - he had a big mouth, but he could only honestly play a mute. Is there anything worse in the world?
ok The answer is... Yes!
At the moment when he planned to be a beautiful young man quietly, his skin suddenly tightened, as if countless hands kept kneading and pressing him everywhere.
"Oh!"
His expression suddenly froze and he suddenly stood up. After his stop, the stool under his ass fell to the floor with a bang, startling Ginny and lavender who were staring at each other.
It was not the sound of stools falling to the ground that surprised the two girls - it was insignificant in the three brooms where the noise almost became background music. What surprised them was Ron, who stood up suddenly.
The two girls who are arguing, one is a beloved sister, the other is a current girlfriend... So far, they have not seen Ron angry! And just at that moment, Ron seemed really angry.
Between them, Ron leaned over the table without looking on either side. He just lowered his head, and the bangs on his forehead covered his eyes disorderly, so that people could not distinguish his intention.
"Luo Luo, what's the matter with you?"
Lavender approached cautiously and touched Ron's shoulder. But no one knows what Ron is thinking at this time. He can only see that he keeps this position motionless, which seems strange.
"Ron?" Ginny blinked in disbelief.
After a long time, Ron, who always hung his head, finally responded. But no one expected, but he turned directly, kicked away the stool on the ground and walked to the other side of the bar.
Probably aware that there was something wrong with his state, Ginny and lavender subconsciously stopped after two steps.
However, Ron, who was walking straight through the crowd, happened to bump into Harry standing in the distance.
"Hey! Luo... Eh?"
Since Ron just picked a path to his side, Harry certainly had no reason to avoid it. He stepped up directly. But just as Harry wanted to talk to Ron, he was stunned.
"Shh - Harry, don't! Don't talk!"
"What happened to you?" asked Harry, lowering his voice. "How could you..."
"Well, there's a reason anyway," the other party said, shrinking directly behind Harry. "Help me block, i... Oh, no!"
All right, suddenly Harry heard a crisp clang on the floor, which made him look down in the direction of the sound. But in fact, he only had time to see the instant picture of a magic medicine bottle rolling into the crowd on the right.
At this moment, Harry looked subtly at the other party's back, and his heart could not help but mourn for him for three seconds.
Maybe it's not Harry's fault, because he has only three seconds left.
"Stop!"
A loud drink suddenly rang through the noisy bar and even suppressed the noise of the surrounding crowd. When the guests were curious, they turned their heads and looked here.
It was Ginny who made that cry - really, she didn't use any loud incantation, which shows how huge her voice is hidden under the quiet! This made Harry look at Ginny up, down, left and right again, as if he really realized what kind of girl she was today.
"Turn around!" Ginny shouted again.
Just as Ginny yelled, lavender, who was still at the table, had come, and Pavati and Hannah were with her.
"OK! You don't want to look back, do you?" Ginny held her head high and her long red hair poured down behind her head, as strong as a waterfall woven by a flame. "Sir, please pick it up and pass it to me... Thank you!"
In the latter sentence, she said it to a male wizard in the crowd. When she said this, her momentum was still amazing. Even adults couldn't help but be photographed by her. She very cooperatively put the magic medicine bottle rolling at her feet in Ginny's palm.
After receiving her hand, she pulled out the cork and sniffed gently, then frowned.
"... this is a compound decoction."
It was not Ginny who spoke this time. Of course, it could not be lavender and Pavati, who had always followed suit in their academic performance, but Hannah Aibo of hatch patch college.
She came to Ginny's hand, fanned the smell, and thought carefully for a moment. Then she hesitated and said, "the ingredient ratio of this bottle of compound soup seems to be different from that in the book, and some other materials have been added... But this is compound soup, but it must be right."
"Why did you do that? Who are you..."
Ginny frowned again when she heard the speech, and a pair of sharp eyes pointed at her back. She didn't understand the truth. But soon she found that she didn't seem to have to ask so hard.
Obviously, the effect of the other party's compound decoction has been completely relieved. Originally, he didn't have much height, but he pulled up a lot at once. The symbolic red hair of Weasley's family also turned into a kind of dark gold in the twinkling of an eye.
"... Neville?" Ginny said in surprise. "You... Why do you pretend to be Ron?"
Well, Ginny was certainly surprised, but among the people present, the most frightened was Ron's current girlfriend, Miss Lavender brown.
"Can't you say... You spent most of the day with me today?"
Yes, it's our Mr. Neville Longbottom who plays Ron. Seeing that Ginny finally saw through her identity, Neville naturally lost the significance of continuing to try to escape. After a little hesitation, Neville had to turn around.
"Yes, I'm sorry... I'm not..."
It can be seen that Neville's mouth is a little trembling, and he can't even say a word completely. You know, although Neville Longbottom is like this when facing girls, he didn't look so timid when he played Ron just now?
At that time, although he was still pressed by lavender, he could at least deal with it relatively properly. Now, Neville, I'm afraid he couldn't even reply.
Perhaps, it was that different identity that enabled him to finally hide his inexplicable uneasiness and show his real inner integrity. But now, once he recovered to his original self, the borrowed courage shrank back to the depths of his heart and buried again.
"Lombardon! You have to make it clear today, you..." Lavender was obviously angry. He stamped his feet in place first, and then rushed straight to Neville.
The girl had a crazy temperament. Whether it was love or hate, it was as violent as a storm. Just looking at the way she ran over, it was as if she was going to eat Neville.
"Yes, yes, sorry, please... Don't, don't..."
Neville was frightened. With Lavender's rapid approach, he stepped back and stumbled over several tables. The guests around hurried away, obviously not wanting to be implicated by him.
However, Ms. Rosmerta, leaning against the bar in the distance, still stood there calmly, not only not worried, but also looked here with a smile.
"Oh - that's true!" she smiled and said to a male wizard in front of the bar. "Look at this scene, I'm afraid I have to admit that I'm really old!"
"Boo!" "Ouch!"
Neville, who kept retreating, finally stumbled over a stool and fell to the ground. Where would Lavender miss such a good opportunity? He immediately jumped up like a tigress and grabbed Neville's collar.
"Say!"
Only one word, but Neville was stunned for a while.
"Say, say what?"
"Why pretend to be my Luo Luo! Why cheat my feelings so much! Why accompany me all morning! Why treat me so well! Why..."
Every time he said "why", lavender grabbed Neville's collar with both hands and made a full swing. In terms of body size, the tall and big Neville is almost equal to two lavender, but in fact, Neville looks like a mouse in his hands, looking particularly pitiful.
It is worth mentioning that the "why" people of lavender are more and more surprised - it is more accurate to complain than to be angry.
Harry looked blankly aside and looked at Ginny from time to time. They both found the daze in each other's eyes.
"... say! Neville Longbottom! Are you liking me!"
After finishing all the "why" one by one, lavender said so, which made everyone present silly.
Neville had long been stunned by the series of "why" questions. He half lay on the ground and allowed lavender to sit on his stomach and abuse his neck and collar. The whole person seemed stupid.
"... i... I like Hannah," he said in a blankly voice, which no one had expected.