"Let's hurry and get out. We have to help the injured. Don't waste too much time!" Hermione shouted in the downstairs living room.
"OK, come right away!"
Harry replied, and soon heard the others in the other rooms respond, shrugging at Ron opposite.
At present, their little friends have just been led to a house at the corner of spiral town - of course, the Weasleys and his wife will also stay here with the children, but they have just been asked to ask some questions because they have helped in the refuge camp in Diagon lane before, and they will come later.
To tell the truth, due to the large number of people taking refuge in spiral town this time, only a dozen people like them can be assigned to a three story single family house, but very few.
After all, the town has not actually been built, and there are not many houses to live in. At present, the vast majority of asylum seekers can only squeeze five or six people into a room.
Needless to say, this is naturally the result of Marca's special advice around, but this is actually the privilege of their little friends.
During this period of time, Harry and Neville risked great danger to defend the enemy and save people, Hermione and others helped the injured patients, and even Ron became the greatest hero in finding out Haier Bo's spy.
Give them some good rest conditions, obviously no one thinks there is any problem... Although they feel a little uncomfortable.
Ron and Harry were tidying up their belongings, wondering whether it was appropriate for them to live in the house.
But suddenly, Hermione's voice sounded again downstairs:
"By the way, Ron - you won't have to go out with us later! Stay here and clean the house, and then have a rest!"
"Ah?"
Ron was stunned when he heard the sound, then ran to open the door, walked to the stairs and said:
"Why? Aren't you still worried about my health? Haven't I said it many times along the way? I've completely recovered!"
"Then you have to rest!" Hermione retorted in a louder voice than him. "What did you say? No one knows whether there are hidden dangers in your abnormal recovery ability. Even Maka can't fully understand it, okay? If you stay, you stay. Don't talk nonsense!"
"Oh -"
Arguing with Hermione, he never won. Soon, Harry in the room saw Ron come in with a bitter face and continued to tidy up his things.
"Harry, do you also think my self-healing ability is suspicious?" Ron asked casually.
"Suspicious?" Harry stopped and shook his head for a moment. "Maybe... But at least it's a good thing for now! And didn't Marca say it? It's really likely to be a 'gift' left by Professor Dumbledore... Although no one has directly seen the picture of you gaining this ability, so no one can be completely sure."
At this point, Harry turned around and patted Ron on the shoulder.
"As you know, Haier Bo is tricky and can't be prevented. If he wants to use you to do something... It doesn't seem impossible, does it?"
"Stop, stop!" Ron gave a cold war, then quickly patted Harry's hand on his shoulder. "Listen, my hair stands up!"
"Don't worry too much," said Harry with a happy smile when he saw that he was very frightened. "Anyway, Marca already knows your situation. I believe he will ensure your safety even if there is any problem."
As he spoke, Harry pulled the quilt flat on the bed and turned to the door.
"Take your time, I'll go down first..." he said. "Just listen to Hermione and have a good sleep in a while. Don't worry about anything else! Anyway, now everyone has gathered in this new town. There aren't many places we can help - maybe we'll be driven back in a moment!"
"Yes."
Ron nodded somewhat reluctantly and watched Harry walk out of the room before he sat down on the newly paved wooden bed.
To be honest, he didn't really want to help others before he wanted to take care of the injured. He wanted to follow, mainly because he didn't want to stay here alone and do nothing.
It's really not so beautiful to feel like you can't do anything and can't do anything.
And Ron actually knows that even Hermione, who is greeting everyone out at the moment, probably has the same psychology. When he came over earlier, he found that Hermione walked alone behind their heads, as if there was a little silence.
"Ron, stay here and don't run around! Have a good rest - we're out!"
"Bang."
After listening to the movement downstairs, Hermione's cry rang again, and then there was a small closing door.
Ron was stunned. Then he fell on the bed behind him and said with a slight listlessness:
"OK!"
Of course, no one will respond to him, because everyone has left.
"Call -"
After a long breath, Ron seemed to feel a little sleepy, and his eyelids slowly drooped. Vaguely, he remembered what Hermione had said.
"It seems that... I still have to clean the house? Well... Forget it, sleep for a while..."
It was already dark when they came into spiral town. It was actually night. In addition, he has experienced many thrilling things these days. No wonder he will be sleepy when he relaxes.
But who knows, just when Ron seemed to sleep and was about to fall asleep, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the corridor outside, which woke him up instantly.
"What's the matter? Is there anyone else in the room? Who is it?"
When he suddenly opened his eyes, sat up and reached for the wand, a familiar figure suddenly rushed in from the door.
"Hey, don't you go out? I heard that there is a shining statue on the square in the middle of the town. It looks very beautiful - do you want to go and have a look?"
"Luna?"
Ron looked at the girl standing at the door and asked in some wonder:
"Why are you still here? Didn't you go with Hermione and them?"
"Huh?" Luna felt more puzzled than him when she heard the speech, and saw her knead her soft blond hair. "Oh, no wonder Hermione and them are gone?"
"Well, where were you just now? Weren't you in the house?"
"I'm in the backyard!" Luna put aside her confusion and said happily, "you know, there are many goblins in the backyard of this house, just like your family!"
"Ha?"