Chapter 826: Prefect

"Anyway, as long as it's not Snape, I don't have a problem with it." Ron said nonchalantly. "But what's even worse is, aren't we going to take the ordinary wizard level exam this semester? I can't even imagine what my mother will look like then."

Ron looked a little frustrated. The ordinary wizard level exam is the most important exam in the entire magic career. If you fail...

Well, there will always be qualified students in so many subjects, but different performance evaluations also mean different improvement classes. For example, in Transfiguration, Professor McGonagall's improvement class is much better than another professor's improvement class. This is a recognized thing.

"By the way, normally speaking, this period of time should be the time to re-select the prefects, but... Ron, are you sure this is the letter..."

"Prefect?"

Harry suddenly realized that he couldn't believe that it was now the time to select prefects. They were already in their fifth year.

Ron's expression was a little weird, in his list...

"What's the matter, Ron?" Fred asked, and he walked over. Ron took out his hand from the envelope with a trembling hand...

"Prefect?" Fred said, staring at the letter in disbelief.

"Prefect?" George rushed forward, grabbed the envelope from Ron's other hand and turned it over. Harry saw something red and gold fall into George's hand.

"Incredible," George whispered.

"They must have made a mistake," Fred said, grabbing the envelope and holding it up to the light as if checking the watermark inside. "No one in their right mind would make Ron a prefect."

The twins shook their heads together and looked at Harry.

"We think you must be!" Fred sounded as if Harry had tricked him in some way.

"We think Dumbledore will definitely choose you!" George also said angrily. "You won the Goblet of Fire and everything else!" Fred said.

"All the crazy ideas I've ever had have not included this," George said to Fred. "Yeah," Fred said slowly, "Yeah, you're in too much trouble, man. Well, at least one of you got priority."

He strode up to Harry and patted him on the back, giving Ron a stern look.

"Little Ron, the prefect, has become a prefect."

"Oh, Mom's going crazy," George groaned. He threw the prefect's badge back to Ron's hands as if they were stained. Ron remained silent. He picked up the badge and stared at it for a while, then threw it to Harry, as if silently asking Harry to confirm its authenticity.

Harry took the badge. A large "G" appears above the Gryffindor emblem. When Harry first entered Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he once saw such a badge on Percy's chest.

Just when Harry was stunned, the door was pushed open with a bang, and Hermione rushed in happily, holding a dazzling badge in her hand. For a moment, Harry felt a little...

"You - you got -?" She looked at the badge in Harry's hand, and then paused slightly, but Hermione soon became happy.

"I know!" She said excitedly, waving the envelope in her hand, "Me too, Harry, me too!"

"No," Harry said quickly as he thrust the badge back into Ron's hand, "Ron is the one who gets the badge, not me."

"What - what?" Hermione was slightly startled, "You mean, Ron?"

Hermione blushed as Ron stared at her with a challenging look.

"It's my name on the letter," Ron said.

"I" said Hermione, looking completely confused.

"Me too! Well done, Ron! That's true-"

"Unexpected," George said, nodding.

"I thought...this was also good, Ron..."

"So, what do you want to say?" Ron said slightly lowly.

"Oh, no, I mean... I mean congratulations," Hermione said, nodding.

The door opened wider behind Hermione, and Mrs. Weasley walked quickly into the room holding a stack of freshly laundered robes.

"Ginny said the book list just arrived," she looked at all the envelopes and then walked over to the bed and started sorting the robes into two piles. "Give me your list of books and I can give them to Mr. Deegan Alan this afternoon so you can have your books when you leave. Ron, I'm going to have to get you bigger pajamas." , these are at least inches shorter, I can’t believe you’re growing so fast, what color do you like?”

"Get him a red and yellow one to match his badge," George said with a smirk.

"What's for him?" Mrs. Weasley said absently as she folded a pair of socks and placed them on Ron's pile.

"His badge," Fry said quickly, expecting the worst, "his shiny new badge."

It took a while for Fred's words to reach Mrs. Weasley's ears, who was busy folding pajamas.

"His. Wait Ron, can't you be?" Ron raised his badge. Mrs. Weasley screamed like Hermione.

"I can't believe it! I can't believe it! Oh, Ron, that's great! Prefect! Everyone in this family is!"

"What are Fred and I, next-door neighbors?" George shouted angrily.

But Mrs. Weasley pushed him away and hugged her youngest son tightly.

"Wait to tell your dad! Ron, I'm so proud of you. What exciting news. You will graduate with honors like Bill and Percy. This is the first step! Oh, in this What a wonderful thing happened in the midst of a lot of trouble. I was shaking with excitement. Oh, Ron——"

Both Fred and George were vomiting behind Mrs. Weasley's back, but Mrs. Weasley didn't notice; she held Ron's neck tightly with her arms and kissed Ron's face everywhere, and Ron En's face was now redder than his badge.

"Mummy, don't do this Mummy, you're holding on too tight," he complained as he pushed Mrs. Weasley away as hard as he could.

Mrs. Weasley let go of Ron and said breathlessly, "Okay, so what do you want? We gave Percy an owl, and of course, you already have one."

"What...what do you mean?" Ron looked like he couldn't believe his ears.

"You will get a reward for this!" Mrs. Weasley said happily, "How about a beautiful new set of robes?"

"We've bought him some," said Fred evilly, looking genuinely regretful of his generosity.

"Or a new big cauldron, Charlie's old cauldron is completely rusty, or a new mouse, you always like Scabbers-"

"Mum," Ron said hopefully, "can I get a new broom?"

Mrs. Weasley's face darkened slightly; broomsticks were expensive.

"It's not really the advanced one!" Ron added hesitantly, "It's just - it's just a little newer than the original one."

Mrs. Weasley hesitated, then smiled.

"Of course. If I'm going to buy a new broom, I'd better get going now. See you later, Ronnie, a prefect! And don't forget to pack your suitcase, a prefect." Oh, I'm shaking all over!"

She kissed Ron again on the cheek, took a deep breath, and hurriedly left the room.

Fred and George exchanged a look. "You wouldn't mind if we didn't kiss you, would you, Ron?"

George said in an affected, wistful voice. "We curtsy to you if you like," George said.

"Oh, shut up," Ron glared at them.

"What else?" Fred said, an evil smile appearing on his face, "Put us in detention?"

"I'd love to let him try," chuckled George.

"If you are not careful, he will really do this!" Hermione said angrily. Fred and George burst out laughing, and Ron muttered, "Stop it, Hermione."

"George, we really need to be careful," Fred said pretending to be scared, "two guys are staring at us..."

"Yeah, it looks like our days of mischief are over," George said, shaking his head. Then with a loud noise, the twin brothers disappeared.

"Those two guys!" Hermione said angrily, staring up at the ceiling. They could now hear Fred and George laughing loudly in the room above.

"Ignore them, Ron, they're just jealous!" (To be continued)