Chapter 241

"Of course you would say that." Ron said coldly, his eyes full of disgust.

"What?" Asked Fanlin.

"Of course you will help Hermione. You and her always stand together, just like Hermione, you treat me as a fool!"

"What are you talking about, Ron..." Fanlin also became a little annoyed and questioned for no reason, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"I didn't treat you as a fool, you are our friend..."

"Shut your mouth, Valentine!" Ron interrupted Vaseline. "I'm your friend? Do you really think so? Every time I say something, you look at me like an idiot. Do you think I can't see it? "

"That's what you said. It's really silly. Besides, it's a joke among friends. Harry is the same..." Hermione said angrily.

"Jokes between friends?" Ron repeated. He looked a little bit out of his wits.

"What are you thinking? Maybe mottled is not dead. You should not blame others casually before you see the evidence."

"Evidence? Are the sheets and cat fur evidence? " Ron looked at Vaseline in disbelief. He couldn't imagine why he stood opposite to him.

"If there's blood on the sheet, it must be dead." "It's only when you worry too much that you think about it," Van Lin said

"I associate!" Ron's body trembled more and more because he was angry. "Now that the spot is dead, you even told me that it was my fantasy. Yes, in your eyes, I am an idiot who always loves fantasy..."

"I didn't mean that, Ron..." Fanlin looked a little irritable, "listen, you are my friend, I don't want to cheat you, spot..."

"Do you think I will believe it?" Ron said abruptly, his fists clenched together.

"What do you say?" Has van Lin wrinkled up? Ron is a little unreasonable now, which makes van Lin feel very difficult.

"You will help her, I should have known..." Ron was talking to himself.

"Yes, I'll help Hermione, and at the same time, I'll help you. It's no surprise..."

Before van Lin finished his words, Ron, who was standing in front of him, suddenly jumped on him, and Ron's fist fell on van Lin's face.

"Ron, what are you going to do?" Hermione screamed as she tried to pull Ron away from van Lin.

"Are you crazy, Ron, get up..." Harry put his arm around Ron's neck, and he pulled Ron away from Vaseline.

Ron's strength was so great that he seemed to be out of his mind. Harry couldn't hold him.

"You're crazy

Hermione's voice came from in front of them. With a crisp slap, Ron, who was still struggling, suddenly became quiet.

"For a mouse, you start with your friend. Do you want to beat me? Come on, I'll stand in front of you, and you'll do it..." Hermione screamed, today's things are very strange, first met Sirius in Hogsmeade, and then knew about Peter Pedro. When Ron went crazy, Hermione's original good mood was destroyed.

"What do you want?" Hermione is a little aggrieved, the girl said, some of the tears will not be able to control the flow of general, tears in the orbit of the circle.

Ron was stunned for a moment. He felt a little heartless, but he felt very sad when he thought of the spots. Then Hermione also hit him because of van Lin, and a nameless anger ran from Ron's heart.

"What mouse? That's my friend. His name is mottled..." Ron roared. His eyes became angry again. He roared, "now my friend is dead. You two and that damned cat killed him. What do you want me to do? Does no one think about my feelings? The monster ate the spot. I want to kill it. What's wrong? Answer me. What's wrong?"

The Gryffindor public lounge fell into a dead silence. Harry grabbed Ron and Hermione was full of grievances. The girl turned around and pulled van Lin up from the ground. Then she couldn't help crying. She climbed on van Lin's chest.

Ron saw this scene, and his anger broke out uncontrollably. He roared as hard as he could, and his voice echoed throughout the Gryffindor public lounge.

"You just treat me like a fool, idiot Now my friend was killed by that damned monster... "

"Hold Sorry... " Neville's voice came from the stairway. His voice was low, but very abrupt.

Neville squirmed, holding a chocolate box in his hand the last time he bought it from Hogsmeade.

Because Ron will be wrestling with Vaseline, which also makes him lose his control of the magic of blocking sound.

"Sorry..." Neville looked very timid. He always said, "your voice is too loud. Everyone is worried, so I I didn't mean to come and see I just I justNeville shrunk his neck. He saw Ron as terrified. They were four very good, and Neville never thought these people would fight.

"We found this in the bedroom..." Neville said, devouring, slowly opening the chocolate box, a living object at this moment seemed so dazzling.

"I think Ron your mouse is not dead. We found it under your bed. He was lying in this box. I think he should be asleep!"

Ron's voice stopped suddenly. His face turned into pig liver color. Ron couldn't say a word. He was angry. Especially when Hermione hit him for van Lin, Ron was going crazy. He was full of blank brain!

"See no..." "And van Lin took the spot out of that box and threw it to Ron, and he said coldly," that's your evidence, Ron? Your mouse is not dead at all, and no one has touched him. I can forgive you, but

Van Lin looked at Ron with a bad face. "You have to apologize to Hermione. You shouldn't have made her cry!"

Ron was impatient. He looked at Van Lin and Hermione with a breath and cold breath. He didn't say a word with spots. His reason told him that he should apologize to the two people in front of him, but he could not say anything at the mouth. He always thought of the way two people were together.

"Apologize, Ron..." Harry said in a little hurry, and he didn't want his two good friends to be stiff, and he frowned and stood in front of Ron. Neville, however, was careful to retreat to van Lin, and he still held the box in his hand, and suddenly he felt that it was very hot.

"Yes Sorry... " Ron looked at Harry, and he was like a sudden awakening. He shouldn't make Harry feel embarrassed. At least Harry is a supportive one, they are the best friends.

Ron's voice was very stiff and cold, and his voice was a little hoarse, because he had just roared too loudly.

He lowered his head, not to see van Lin and Hermione, he put the spot in the palm, like a careful look, to check whether the spot is how.

His movements were very stiff, he gently smoothed the mottled hair, and turned quietly and went upstairs.

Peter, the dwarf, was afraid to move as if he pretended to die. He hid in that box, but he didn't know why. He was discovered by Harry's heidelver, who remembered his smell.

And the little boy named Neville, it's damn. An adult wizard actually let a owl and a little boy find it and send it back to his keeper. He knows that even if he didn't pay attention to him before, he successfully exposed him to the boy's vision after such a noise. It was terrible.

And the damn map of the living point, Peter quietly ran to fairch's office while Ron was sleeping, looking for such magic props. But the damned ferch didn't know where to hide his map. He went through the office, but the familiar parchment didn't appear in his field of vision.

"Anyway, it's just as long as this tribe gets into Sirius."

Peter hid by Ron's pillow, and he was brought back to the boy's bedroom again.

He was a little scared, and it was meant to die, and then hide anywhere in Hogwarts. But his choice of spooky lurks in the boy bedroom, it seems to want to continue to inquire about what news, but it is not wise.

Peter had thought that now only Ron was alone in the bedroom, and several boys in the same room were under, and Ron was tired. He would fall asleep in bed after a little cry.

Peter, the dwarf, quietly opened the door of the bedroom and opened a gap. The boys didn't mean to come up. He could keep the figure up for such a small meeting.

But it's not enough, he wants to live in magic really freely, not on the identity of a mouse.

Peter was disgusted by the funny name, but at present, the only thing he could rely on was his little master, at least his little owner was willing to protect him and worked hard.

Peter held Ron's wand and looked at the boy silently. Ron didn't sleep very easily. There were two tears on his face, which seemed to have been hurt by something.

"Stupid little ghost!" Peter said to himself that he lifted the wand up, which was his last umbrella. Only by Ron could Peter be found.

"I hope you can really be useful..." Peter touched Ron's head with a light wand, and he remembered a good spell.

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