The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

George and Fred made a beeline for Ron's bedside, their voices perpetually energetic and euphoric.

"Look who this is?"

"He who defeats the troll!"

"The pride of the Weasley family!"

“Mom will send you a roaring letter of praise!”

The two of them said something to each other, rubbing Ron's freckled face while talking.

Ron was very happy to hear the first few words, but when he suddenly heard his mother, he turned pale with fright.

"Ugh~ It's terrible. Mom will definitely hang her up and beat her when I get home." Even if he was rubbed so hard that he couldn't speak, Ron could still imagine that scene.

Percy answered: "We haven't written a letter yet, you can tell your mother yourself."

George and Fred each held down Ron's hands, changed from rubbing to pulling his face, and said in unison: "I'll give you a good memory."

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Ron struggled to get away and said angrily: "You two are dead. My magic power has increased. When I am in third grade, I will hang you up and kick your butts!"

"Hahaha!" the twins laughed,

"But when you were in third grade."

"We're in fifth grade."

"When you were in fifth grade."

"We've graduated!"

"Poor baby Ronnie!"

"He'll never catch up."

Such a cruel fact shattered Ron's dream. His eyes were dull and he was unable to resist, and he screamed as the twins pulled him away.

The three live treasures made the ward cheerful.

"If I had stopped you, no one would have been hurt."

Neville thought that he should take Loren and Harry to find the professor together. If there was only one person in the toilet, maybe the troll would not be attracted and no one would be hurt.

"Neville, this was an accident, no one could have predicted it." Loren comforted Neville.

Hermione answered, "Yes, not even Dumbledore.

Seamo lost his fear, and his thoughts began to become clearer. He spoke in a regretful tone, "If I had known it would be so exciting, I would have gone with you."

What a great adventure, now it is said outside that the four warriors of Gryffindor defeated the vicious troll. Seamus regretted it very much. If he had followed, he would have become the fifth warrior.

Seamus began to mutter some strange words, "My roommate is a savior, a troll-slaying warrior, and a member of an Auror family..."

No one paid any attention to strange Seamus.

"The patient still needs to rest!"

Everyone stayed there not long before Madam Pomfrey kicked them out.

…

The three Lorens stayed in the ward for three days and were not allowed to leave the hospital until Sunday night.

While walking on the road, Ron complained: "If it weren't for the classes on Monday, I think Madam Pomfrey could keep us for a few more days."

"It's not us, it's just you." Loren took a deep breath of fresh air, which he had been holding for two days.

Harry kept nodding, "Loren and I woke up the next day, and we were basically uninjured. You were the most seriously injured."

Ron obviously couldn't admit it, "Please! We are brothers in life and death now, can't we even be hospitalized together?"

"Okay, okay!"

Harry was about to give the Fat Lady the command to open the door to the Gryffindor common room, "Dragons."

The Fat Lady raised her hands excitedly and shouted in a bel canto voice: "The warriors of Gryffindor are back!"

In order to deal with the Fat Madam, the few of them dilly-dallyed for a long time.

Opening the door, the lounge was dark. After the three Lorens entered, the flames in the fireplace suddenly lit up.

"Welcome our hero!" the crowd cheered.

Snapped!

Colorful ribbons floated on the heads of Loren and others.

The lounge was full of people, with George and Fred standing at the front. Harry saw that all the Quidditch players he knew were there, including Wood, Angelina, and even the usually unsmiling Percy. The other Gryffindors, almost everyone was there.

Hermione was originally in the corner and was pushed forward by her roommate Parvati Patil. The girls pushed her next to Loren and accepted everyone's cheers together.

The little witch would be watched by others when she answered questions in class, but this was the first time like this. Her pretty face was red, and she was very happy.

"Tonight is to celebrate our Gryffindor warriors who defeated the giant! Monster!"

"Let's party together!"

Lee Jordan's voice fits this atmosphere perfectly.

The crowd rushed up, Seamus and Dean pulled Neville around Harry and Ron, loudly fabricating Harry's heroic appearance, "...At this moment, Harry knocked over the troll with a flying kick..."

Harry wanted to shrink his head into his neck after hearing this. Why are you bragging about me? ?

Ron was eager to give it a try and wanted to write some content of his own.

Although Loren and Hermione were happy for such a scene, they were not used to being surrounded and watched. The two slipped to the fireplace and grabbed something to eat.

Loren was so exhausted during the few days in the hospital that he grabbed meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Hermione watched Loren devour the food and put the drink glass in his hand. He raised his hands and looked at it with bright eyes.

Loren ate for a while, then swallowed the orange juice into his stomach. He looked up and saw Hermione, "Why are you looking at me?"

Hermione was very relaxed and said in a soft voice, "At that time, I thought we were all going to die."

Loren thought Hermione was still a little scared, so he comforted her: "It's over now."

"I've thought about it."

"What have you been thinking about?"

"Magic is never a gentle, safe trick."

Hermione's voice became firm, "From potions lessons, to flying lessons, to trolls, someone has paid the price."

Loren hesitated, "So?"

"So we must be able to protect ourselves. Defense Against the Dark Arts classes are obviously not enough. We have to rely on ourselves." Hermione's voice changed from soft at the beginning to crisp and firm.

Loren didn't expect that Hermione would have the idea to improve her strength after experiencing the troll. She even felt that the teaching in school was not enough and wanted to study on her own.

This is of course a good thing. In the early stage, Hermione was able to hold down Harry because of her excellent theoretical level. After her third year, she was unable to keep up with him in terms of practical skills. From now on, she would start to focus on practical skills and lay a stronger foundation for the future.

Loren asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Sparring with you is like practicing the Iron Armor Curse before."

Hermione's expression relaxed and a smile appeared on her lips: "What do you think, Mr. 22-0?"

"What words, what words!"

Loren couldn't sit still, "What's 22 to 0? We have clearly agreed not to mention this title anymore."

"And it's not 22-0, I won the last game! Besides, that was me before, now..."

Hermione just smiled and watched Loren keep talking to himself. When Loren's speech slowed down occasionally, the girl added lightly: "22 to 0."

Loren began to talk to himself again, why the present is different from the past, and the afterglow of yesterday should be looked to the future.

This kind of game is really interesting. Hermione used to think that Loren playing tricks on people was a bad hobby. Now the offense and defense were switched, and it was her to tease Loren, and she really experienced a different kind of fun.