Harry Potter: Glory of the King

"Try this." Ron forced himself to stop looking at the chocolate frog, picked up a bag of Bibidou beans, opened it, and passed it to Harry and the others. "You have to be careful when you eat this. What they call multi-flavor, you know, means a variety of flavors are available. It tastes not only chocolate, mint, orange jam and other general flavors, but also spinach, liver and belly. The taste. George said that once he ate a dried-nose cow-flavored bean!"

Ron picked up a green bean, took a closer look, and took a bite: "Oh, do you understand? Sprout beans."

This pack of multi-flavored beans made everyone enjoy it. There are toast, coconut, baked beans, strawberry, curry, grass, sardines and other flavors. Harry even bravely licked a strange gray bean that Ron couldn’t even touch. "Damn it, yes. pepper!"

At this time, the fields that drove past the window of the car looked even more deserted, and a neat farmland had disappeared. What followed was a forest, a winding river and dark green hills.

Another knocked on the door of their compartment, and the round-faced boy who had passed by them at Platform 9¾ walked in, tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry," he said, "I want to ask, have you seen my toad?"

Everyone shook their heads, and he burst into tears. "I lost it again! It always wants to run away from me!"

"It will come back." Harry said.

"It could have been cursed by flying," Ona said, "but I don't know what your toad looks like."

"Yes," Neville said sadly, "then, if you see...remember to tell me, my name is Neville Longbottom."

Seeing everyone nodding and agreeing to help him pay attention, Neville left.

"I don't understand why he is so anxious." Ron said, "If I buy a toad, I will find a way to lose it as soon as possible, the sooner the better. But since I have the spots, I'm fine. It can be said."

The mouse was still napping on Ron's lap.

Ona looked inexplicable. He remembered that the mouse was an Animagus, and it was the murderer who indirectly killed Harry's parents-Peter Pettigrew.

"It might have died early, but life and death are the same anyway." Ron said annoyedly. "I tried to make it yellow yesterday, to make it more fun, but my spell is not enough. I will show it to you now. , Pay attention..."

He fumbled in the suitcase for a long time, and pulled out a very old wand, which was peeled off in some places, and one end was still shining white.

"The unicorn hair is about to be exposed. But..."

Everyone stared at Ron curiously. After all, they had actually tried wands and magic, and they were able to cast some good magic, but they hadn't used it on animals, let alone people.

Feeling Glory also looking at him, Ron's ears were red, and he cleared his throat: "Daisies, sweet cream and sunlight have turned this silly fat mouse yellow."

Ron waved his wand, but nothing happened. The spots were still grey, and they were sleeping soundly.

"Are you sure this is really a spell?" Hermione couldn't help asking, "It doesn't look great, does it? We tried a few simple spells at home, just to practice, and they all worked."

"This spell is useless, George told me. I dare say that he knew it was a blind cannon long ago." Ron threw the wand into the suitcase in embarrassment.

"Maybe you were afraid that you would accidentally hurt Scabbers?" Harry made an excuse.

"No, they just like pranks," Ron said angrily.

"I think they are quite funny." Ona said with a smile, "They are very suitable for cross talk - or talk show?"

"They are indeed easy to bring joy to others, but unfortunately it is either Percy or me." Ron felt a little embarrassed.

"By the way, which college are your two brothers at?" Harry asked. Since Hagrid mentioned Slytherin and Hufflepuff that time, he has been obsessed with each college. Fortunately, Hermione bought "Hogwarts, a school history" and knew that Hogwarts had lions and snakes. The four major colleges of the Eagles and Badgers.

"Gryffindor," Ron said, and he seemed to be unhappy again, "Mom and Dad also went to this college before. If I don't go to that college, I don't know what they will say. My brothers are all Gryffindor. Actually, I want to go to Ravenclaw and there is nothing particularly bad about it. Just think about it, don’t assign me to Slytherin College."

"That's Fu-I'm sorry, I mean, is that the mysterious person's stay?"

"Not bad," Ron said, slumping in his seat, looking very depressed.

"I hope we can all be assigned to Gryffindor, saying that it is the best. I heard that Dumbledore himself graduated from there, but I don't think Ravenclaw is too bad." Min looked at Ona. To be honest, she wanted to have an academy with Ona. Now that the wish of a school is fulfilled, then naturally an academy is better. "We'd better put on our clothes as soon as possible, you know, we will probably be there soon."

The three of Ona walked out of the box, let the two girls change their clothes, and avoided Ron seeing that Hermione was using his own suitcase-Harry knew it in the morning.

"By the way, you said that your two brothers have graduated, what are they doing now?" Harry asked.

"Charlie studied fire dragons in Romania, and Bill worked for Gringotts in Africa." Ron said, "Have you heard about Gringotts? The Daily Prophet is full, and some people are trying to prevent robbery. Where's the underground vault."

"I heard." Ona knew that Professor Quirrell did a good job, but Harry didn't know it.

"What happened to it?" Harry asked, thinking that a magical family like Ron might know more.

"Nothing happened. It was because of this that a big news broke. They weren't caught. My dad said that obviously only the black wizard with the strongest mana can manage to get rid of Gringotts' pursuit. But they didn't get anything. Go, the blame is here. Of course, whenever this type of thing happens, everyone is in danger, and people are worried that there is a mysterious person behind it."

Don't worry, he did it. Ona complained in his heart.

"Which Quidditch team do you like?" Feeling the atmosphere a bit solemn, Ron decisively changed the subject.

"Oh...I don't understand it at all," Harry admitted.

"If you talk about football, I admit that I am a fan of Nottingham Forest." Ona also shrugged.

"What!" Ron seemed stunned, "Oh, wait, this is the best entertainment in the world..." Then he began to talk about the four balls, the positions of the seven players, and talked about him vividly. I went to watch some famous ball games with my brothers, and said that when he got money, he would buy a flying broom he likes. When he happened to talk about the most exciting part of the game, the box door opened. It turned out that the two girls changed into wizard robes: "It's your turn. Let's go for a walk and see if we can help the one just now. child."

Seeing the two girls walking hand in hand, they walked into the box and closed the door, but when they were about to change their clothes, the door opened again.