Chapter 29 You Can Do Whatever You Want

Ron is still praising Neville, which makes Scabbers furious.

Its tail had been stepped on, and now it was hurting, and it was being pulled like this by Ron, and he praised Neville?

You are making trouble!

Scabbers turned her head and took a hard bite at Ron's index finger.

Ron was in pain, and threw the mouse out. The mouse slammed into Harry's luggage and fell out of the air, hitting the leg of the table and completely fainted.

Ron carefully put Scabbers in his pocket, stopped tossing it, and began to bend over to pick up the snacks that had fallen on the ground with Harry.

These are expensive!

William waved his wand, and all the snacks fluttered from the ground, neatly placed on the table.

Harry touched the wand in his pocket and looked at William eagerly.

"Oh, thank you, William." Ron smiled, and the tone seemed to be very familiar to the two of them, but they had only met three or four times.

"I just forgot to take my wand, or I'd definitely use magic to turn Malfoy into a big bat." Ron waved his fist, a little annoyed.

"Oh, you can also use magic?" Before William spoke, Hermione raised her brows and asked in a suspicious tone, "Then show everyone a hand?"

"Huh?" Ron looked at Hermione in surprise, as if it was the first time he noticed that there was a little girl here.

Show your hand? He just said what he said, there is no need to be so serious, right?

Ron just wanted to refuse on the grounds of injury, but under the provocative eyes of the other party and Harry's hot eyes, he bent down and fumbled in the suitcase for a long time, and pulled out a very worn wand, some parts were peeling off. A unicorn hair is still shining.

It was Charlie's wand, and William had seen it many times.

Ron coughed, put Scabbers in his pocket on the table, and waved his wand pretendingly a few times.

"Daisies, sweet cream, and sunshine turn this silly fat mouse yellow."

He waved his wand at Scabbers, but nothing happened.

Scabbers was still gray, and he was in a coma, his little paws twitching occasionally.

"Are you sure it's really a spell?" Hermione laughed, looking a little smug.

"It doesn't look very good, does it? I saw real magic during the summer vacation, and I learned a lot from William. I tried a lot of simple spells, just for practice, and they all worked."

Hermione's neck stretched out like a white swan, and she raised her pointed chin to look at Ron and Harry.

"No one in my family understands magic, so when I got my admissions letter, I was flabbergasted, but also very happy, because, I mean, this is the best magic school I know of - I have memorized all the textbooks.

Of course, I do it because I love magic - my name is Hermione Granger, how about you? "

Hermione's words were like a barrage of cannons, and Harry and Ron were completely stunned.

William turned his eyes slightly. He found that Hermione had always looked very modest and studious when he was in front of him, and she was not so low-key in front of strangers.

From a certain point of view, this is a manifestation of extreme insecurity.

All the little wizards Hermione had met, except for Neville, the idiot thought, including Cedric and the others, all had very powerful magic, especially William.

This gave her the illusion that all Hogwarts students were so powerful.

This rescue is a bit like a generation of forced king Jumozhi, obviously "there are very few who can beat the little monk",

But he was unlucky, and all the people he encountered were those who could beat him.

This makes him seem very naive.

Hermione felt this insecure right now.

To put it bluntly, Hermione was just an eleven-year-old girl, no matter how smart she was, she was just a child.

Hermione seemed to want to show her magic again, and William pressed her hairy head to stop her from talking.

"Okay, we're just here to hand out flyers, here you are, we should go. By the way, Ron. Your new wand is in your brother Fred's hands.

goodbye! "

After a few people left, Ron still looked at William's back with envious eyes.

Harry rubbed the panda eyes on his face and asked, "Who is he?"

"William Stark...is almost as famous as you, I mean, certainly not as famous as you, but it's good enough, haven't you read the latest paper?" Ron asked.

"Oh, no, my uncle and they won't allow Hedwig to leave the cage."

"But I heard Hagrid mention it, he said it many times."

"Sure, William caught a Death Eater and became the youngest recipient of the Merlin Medal." Ron said in a very envious tone.

"Before Gringotts was attacked, all the papers were about him... He also invited my dad and brother to a party, which made Percy jealous for the summer.

They brought back some golden chocolates, and I got one, which wasn't much, but it was delicious, and I thought that chocolate should be hard to come by. "

"Will he come from a wizarding family too?" Harry asked.

Judging from Ron's introduction and the situation just now, he was very powerful.

At least Malfoy was afraid of William.

"No, he's from a Muggle family too, but there's always genius in this world," Ron said in an exaggerated tone.

"My brother Percy is also very good at studying, he also became a prefect this year, but no one in our family said he was a genius, and my elder brother Bill did everything he did, which is not surprising."

"But William is different, he's a real genius, that's what several of my brothers said, including Percy, who always sucks!

My brother Charlie, who went to Romania to study dragons, thinks so too. "

"Which house is he from?" Harry asked.

"Ravenclaw, a house that likes to read."

"I don't know which house I'll be in," Harry said.

"No matter which college I'm assigned to, I don't want to be with the girl named Granger just now, she's terrible!"

Ron imitated Hermione's way of speaking. He snorted and muttered, "Did you see that look in her eyes? It's amazing to study well?"

Harry didn't speak, but what he was thinking was that if you study well, you can do whatever you want!

Ron threw his wand into the suitcase.

"This spell is useless, George told me. I bet he knew it was a hoot and was trying to deceive me."

"It might have something to do with my old wand, though." Ron gave himself another reason.

"William just said he'd give you a new wand, from Mr. Ollivander?" Harry asked.

"Oh, of course not. I heard from Fred that Cedric did it himself."

"Who is Cedric?"

"He's a little wizard from Hufflepuff, and he's in third grade now, but he's also very good at studying, and he's the first in his grade."

"But can little wizards make wands?" Harry heard of this for the first time.

"I don't know, but I heard from George that Cedric has been an apprentice in Ollivander's shop for a long time. They are all geniuses." Ron was envious.

"A few of them are good friends, and they are very good. They are a group, and they are inseparable all day long. They also open a shop to sell all kinds of interesting gadgets.

My mom found some over the summer, and Fred hid the material under my bed later.

They also promised to give me a map of Hogwarts... that kind of map is very precious and they will sell it, but I am their brother, of course they can't take my money. "

Ron showed off slightly.

Harry picked up the advertisement sheet on the table, which contained a large number of products, the top of which was a map of Hogwarts.

He opened his mouth in surprise, as if he could fit a golf ball.

Hagrid said that the level of the little wizards is about the same...it doesn't seem very reliable.

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(Thanks to "The Head of the Fried Pork Chop", "The Worry of the Raw Fish O the Peace of the Dead Fish", the reward of the two of you\(//?//)\)