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0059 Send you a song of anxiety

 "Let's go together tonight, I think he needs to rest now." Looking at Ron's languid look huddled in the chair, Hermione thought it was a big problem whether he could insist on walking to the fourth floor.

"I'm sorry, Ron, it's all because of me. You can go back to the dormitory and have a good rest later." Seeing that his friend had become what he was now because of his request, Harry was filled with self-blame.

"It's best to take a shower before going to bed." The little witch couldn't help but remind her that the smell of Ron was really too strong.

If it were another time, Ron would definitely have a few words with Hermione. The girl's disgusted look really hurt his self-esteem, but now he really doesn't have any extra energy.

"What are you going to do tonight?" Although his reaction was a little slow due to his poor condition, he still noticed something wrong in Harry's conversation. Is there any action to be taken?

"In order to prevent Snape from stealing the Sorcerer's Stone, Harry decided to get it first, and we will head to the corridor on the fourth floor after curfew." Hermione raised her little head and answered first.

Answering questions makes her happy. In fact, Ani has always believed that teaching is the most suitable career for Hermione. She was already very "teacher" when she was a student.

Ron felt that this was a stupid idea. In order to prevent thieves from stealing the thing, why not take it over in advance?

Huh? If you think about it carefully, it seems logically logical.

But he obviously ignored one issue: the ownership of the Philosopher's Stone does not belong to any of them.

Strictly speaking, their behavior is the same as that of Nico Flamel as a group of thieves.

Regardless of your deeds, children, this kind of behavior of yours will lead you to jail under Muggle law.

But the most important thing to Ron is not these, but——

"You don't want to take me with you!" Ron screamed loudly, feeling a little inexplicably aggrieved.

Harry, I thought we were best friends, but in the time it took me to clean up two barrels of rats, you would have another cat. Oh, bah, you would find a new love.

How could you do this!

"Shh, be quiet. It's not that we don't want to take you with us, we're just worried about your health." Harry quickly stepped forward and covered Ron's big mouth. If he had been slower, half of the Gryffindor students would have been hit by him.

Called out.

"I'm fine, it's just two buckets of dead rats. When are we going to set off? I feel like I have a lot of energy now."

This is the first time that Harry has wanted to leave himself and another person for a secret operation. In the year they have known each other, such a thing has never happened.

In desperation, Ron's previous fear of facing adult wizards was pushed to an unknown corner in his heart.

He has always been the most inconspicuous one in his family since he was a child, so Ron is extremely eager for the attention and recognition of others.

That not-unexpected encounter at the train station almost satisfied his psychological expectations to the greatest extent.

A well-known legend regards him as his best friend. What a perfect friendship.

And now the word "most" is about to be taken away by the little witch next to him. This is something Ron cannot tolerate and cannot accept.

Harry is the only one who values ​​him more than anyone else, and Ron will never allow his position in Harry's heart to be shaken.

Therefore, after knowing that Hermione supported Harry's idea and would act together, Ron gave up his previous insistence without hesitation.

Just go, how can you be more reckless than a little girl?

It didn't take long for the curfew to arrive. In the end, the two of them couldn't defeat Ron and took him with them.

But when the invisibility cloak was put on them, the two of them felt a little regretful. In the small, semi-enclosed space, Ron's smell became even stronger.

Especially when Harry and Hermione knew that the source of these smells were two barrels of dead rats, the occasional physical contact was like encountering rats, and they always felt like there was something furry crawling on them, which was really bad.
Fortunately, they did not encounter Peeves until they reached the stairs close to the fourth floor. However, due to Ron's previous tragic experience, the trio had new troubles behind them.

Mrs. Norris tilted her little head in confusion. There were chaotic footsteps in the air in front of her. It looked empty, but it exuded a smell that was very familiar to her.

That’s the sweet smell of furry little cuties. Cats like little mice the most.

Meow~~~

"If this continues, Filch will be recruited. Think of a way." Hermione underestimated in a low voice, looking at the kittens following them step by step. For the first time, the cat slave lady didn't want such a meowing little cat.

The guy is chasing me.

"We are not far from the fourth floor now, maybe we can run there directly." Harry looked at the stairs leading to the fourth floor and replied in the same low voice.

It's really uncomfortable for three people to share an invisibility cloak. They have to be careful when walking, and going up stairs is even more difficult.

According to the current moving speed, it will take at least 10 minutes to reach the destination. If you run at full strength, you may arrive in half a minute.

"Then what are you waiting for? Run." Ron got out of the invisibility cloak first, and the two of them tried to avoid him along the way, which made him a little sad.

But even he couldn't stand the smell on his body, so Ron didn't blame his friends, but he still wanted to get rid of this situation as soon as possible.

After getting out, Ron kicked Mrs. Norris who was startled.

"Smelly cat, I've wanted to do this for a long time."

"Bang!"

"Damn it." Ron yelled. The cat quickly dodged the attack, and its right foot came into close contact with the wall. At this time, it was expressing its dissatisfaction with continuous pain.

"Hurry up, Ron. Stop dawdling."

Hermione growled, the cat is so cute, why did he kick her?

"Wait for me." Seeing that his companions had already run almost half the distance, Ron limped and hurriedly chased after them.

When he arrived at the open door, he could already faintly hear Filch's hurried footsteps behind him.

Ron quickly closed the door after entering the house. Only then did he realize that besides them, there was a big guy in the house.

Because they were running, Ron and Hermione both took off the invisibility cloak and got out. Even Harry didn't cover himself too tightly. At this time, only the shoulders below were still invisible.

This also allowed Lu Wei to lock their position more accurately.

"Hermione, louder." Harry urged anxiously from the side. This time he didn't take the flute given by Hagrid, and he also didn't think his singing could make Lu Wei fall asleep.

Naturally, the task of singing the dog to sleep fell on the only girl in the team.

"Don't rush, Harry. I'm working hard." Hermione replied nervously and continued singing to the big dog with three heads.

Apparently Harry's words had some effect. The little witch sang louder, at least so that Ron, who had just entered the room, could hear it.

Hermione sang a Muggle song that Ron had never heard before. It was an indescribably wonderful singing voice.

If Ani were here, he would have noticed that the lyrics are completely different, but Hermione magically made an English song sound uneasy.

Just like the little witch's mood at this time...


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