harry potter book of crimes

"Ron! I agreed to what you told me this morning!"

In the evening of that day, just after a whole day of classes, Neville hurriedly came to see Ron. Because the last class of the day was Herbology, everyone was busy during the two-hour class.

I was digging soil and digging holes to bury plants for a while, so tired that my legs were shaking.

There was nothing I could do about it, it wasn't my arms that mattered, it was just that I had been standing for too long.

Ron didn't know where Neville got his strength from. Although this kid's grades in herbal medicine classes had always been surprisingly good, it had nothing to do with physical strength, right?

He looked up and down Neville's body, and after a while he had to admit that the short and chubby boy at the beginning was now one of the tallest in their entire grade.

"Agreed?" Ron couldn't help but asked curiously, "Why? I remember when I asked you this morning, you looked reluctant?"

"I...was it that obvious?" Neville suddenly showed an embarrassed expression, "I'm sorry, Ron...but I am serious this time, I have already decided!"

"Oh, is it so?"

Although he didn't ask the reason, since Neville was willing to help, it was the best thing. To be honest, after that, although he also thought about asking others to ask, he couldn't figure out what he should do after thinking about it.

Who to go to.

The big problem he encountered this time was really not something that ordinary friends could trust him with peace of mind!

"That's great if you agree!" Ron grabbed Neville's hand and shook it vigorously, "Thank you! On behalf of our whole family, thank you!"

"The whole family?" Neville couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, "Uh... no, you're welcome, I have my reasons too..."

"Anyway, I still have to thank you." Ron said happily, "Neville, you are really going to help me a lot this time! Good buddy, the half jar of honey toffee left on my bedside

All the sugar is yours!"

"Oh, that's really nice..."

Neville paused, suddenly realizing that the impulse in his heart was gradually disappearing, replaced by a renewed sense of guilt.

"But... do you think I can really do it?" He became unconfident again.

"It can be done, absolutely no problem!" Ron stretched out his arm and hooked Neville's back, whispering, "I'll tell you some key points later, just do what I say and it will be alright."

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At this moment, Harry, who had just been left in the greenhouse to pack his tools, trotted over to catch up with Ron and Neville. He looked at the two people holding hands with a puzzled expression, not knowing what they were talking about, and he suddenly became confused.

Got curious.

"What are you talking about?"

Faced with his good friend's inquiry, Ron did not tell Harry directly this time. He knew that Harry would be very busy this Valentine's Day, and he did not want his own affairs to distract this good friend.

"No, it's nothing, just some things for tomorrow." Ron shrugged and said, "Harry, how are you doing over there? Are you in time?"

"Hey, I don't know either!" Harry was immediately discouraged when he heard Ron asking about this. "As you can see, after every class today, I immediately ran to the next classroom to do the next lesson.

The homework assigned in class...but I have worked so hard, but the amount of homework seems not to have decreased at all!"

"It must have decreased. It's just that you didn't have time to finish the homework in each class." Ron patted Harry on the shoulder and comforted him, "I also did some, but not as well as you."

Don't worry...if you keep going like this, you should be able to finish more than half of it tonight! You can wait until tomorrow night to do the rest!"

"I hope so!" Harry sighed in frustration.

After Ron's interruption, he actually forgot about the questions in his mind. Ron exchanged glances with Neville, who nodded slightly and agreed for a while to listen to Ron's story about his story.

The so-called "key points".

On the other side, Hermione was holding her Herbology class book, walking and reading alone, seemingly studying as hard as ever. But in fact, just looking at the book in her hand, she had not turned a page since just now, and she knew that she

His attention was obviously directed elsewhere.

The sun was slowly setting, and the golden afterglow spread from the mountains to the west, covering everyone's shoulders. Hermione's face was hidden in the shadow of her hair, looking a little blurry.

…

Early the next morning, I don't know which professor was irritated. Red ribbons were hung on the walls of the corridors of Hogwarts. Heart-shaped soap bubbles were running around in the corridors.

When it hits the ground, it will split into two with a "bang" sound, and it will gradually increase in number.

In fact, many bubbles with colorful haloes flew out of the window holes in constant collisions and floated into the vast sky.

Today is a sunny day. The sun has just risen from the mountain and has already radiated a lot of light and heat. The temperature seems to have risen a bit. The cold wind in winter has long bid farewell to the little wizards, and this rise in temperature,

It’s a silent reminder to everyone—it’s time to change into spring and summer clothes.

"Neville, come with me, we should get ready!"

Early in the morning, Ron, who usually had a hard time getting out of bed, had already dragged Neville out of the dormitory. Harry, who had done his homework until early in the morning last night, heard the sound of them leaving, and couldn't help but open his eyes in a daze.

With his eyes, all he could see was their backs as they went out.

"Ha - so early?" Harry yawned loudly, rubbed his eyes and sat up feebly. His sleepy eyes were still half drooped, and it looked like he had not slept enough.

But no matter how sleepy he was, he knew that he had to get up because he had to go to the common room early to wait for Ginny to appear.

When it comes to going on an appointment, as a responsible boy, of course he has to get there first, and he understands this.

After hurriedly packing himself up, Harry dug out his money bag from his suitcase - thanks to his father leaving him a large sum of gold galleons, otherwise, he was afraid that it would be the girl Lian He liked.

It's very difficult to go on a date together.

"Where are Ron and Neville?"

When leaving the dormitory, Harry couldn't help but take a good look at Ron's messy bed, and then walked towards the stairs outside with doubts...

Compared with the sloppy boys, the girls are much more diligent here. Although all rooms in Hogwarts will be tidied and cleaned by house elves, bedding is also a personal utensil after all, and it must be laid out every morning.

You still have to make the bed yourself to feel at ease.

Well, actually it’s not all like this! Laziness is often a common trait, and girls’ dormitories may not be any better than boys’ dormitories. From this point of view alone, the call for equality between men and women seems to have been met.

Quite fully reflected.

But at least, our Miss Granger is a girl who pays great attention to cultivating excellent living habits.

Right now, Hermione had just made her bed and was combing her hair carefully. Yes, she was combing her hair extremely seriously!

You know, Hermione's unkempt brown hair is famous throughout her age. There was a time in the past when she paid careful attention to her girlish image and arranged her hair well. And it was during that period that she

At that time, she mentioned something to Ron and Harry that is still widely circulated in Gryffindor House.

It is said that her messy hair cannot be tamed without magic!

After straightening every strand of her hair, Hermione carefully picked up a small glass bottle with a nozzle from the table, and then started to spray it on her head very boldly.

No way, even this extremely effective "fast smoothing hair agent" requires a large amount to make her hair as smooth and shiny as a ponytail, and all the hair must be wiped before use.

Just sort it out.

When the faintly red spray gradually soaked her hair completely, and as a puff of green smoke spread out, her long, messy brown hair really began to slowly stretch out and become smoother. After a while,

, she just picked up the comb and combed it a few more times, then looked in the mirror and pulled out a hairstyle.

By the time she finished clearing her head, the sun had completely risen into the sky.

"Oh... this is the last time. I will never do such stupid things to waste time again!" Hermione looked at herself in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction at first, and then began to complain secretly.

Compared with Hermione's bad hair, it is obviously much easier to change into beautiful clothes. She is not the kind of girl who spends an hour or two even choosing clothes. Soon, she used the magic spell to caress her hair.

He smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes and walked to the common room with brisk steps.

"Hermione is going on a date, right?"

After she left the dormitory, several roommates couldn't help but chattered about it. For them, Hermione's behavior was really strange. Ever since she gave up arranging her hair, this was still

It was the first time I saw her looking at the mirror for more than an hour!

"That goes without saying!" Another girl said with a smile, "I just don't know who the boy is that can make Hermione spend so much effort..."

"Is our 'Professor Maclean' coming back today?"

While the girls were laughing and talking, the sunlight outside the window gradually fell onto Hermione's desk, and also illuminated the bottle of "Smooth Hair Detergent" she left on the table. In this bottle of hair conditioner

On the bottle, the silhouette of the founder on the product label feels particularly familiar.