Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 197 Optimistic Ron

Time, 8:15.

Next to a bed by the window in the school hospital on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle, fiery red hair loomed through the gap in the bed curtain. Under the guidance of Madam Pomfrey, Harry and Draco entered this empty room.

It is now approaching the end of the semester, today is Wednesday, and they will leave Hogwarts next Monday. No student is willing to come to the school hospital actively or passively.

This also resulted in the fact that only Ron was still lying in the school hospital.

This allowed Harry and Draco to reach the bed by the window without any further effort.

At this time, the sky has turned dark, stars are looming, and the aroma of green grass and herbs are constantly coming from the surroundings.

This made Harry feel calmer, and it also made Harry notice something that he hadn't noticed.

Before they arrived, beside the hospital bed covered with crisp white linen sheets, the table next to it was piled like a mountain, as if half a candy store had been moved here.

But there is something completely different from these paintings looming among the candies - a toilet seat.

"Oh, is it Harry?" Ron opened the bed curtain, with half a chocolate frog still struggling in his mouth, trying to escape the fate of being eaten.

This also made Harry stop complaining about the toilet seat and said in surprise, "Ron, are you okay?"

"It's nothing, Harry - your protective charm worked well, I almost woke up as soon as I touched the pillow, and then - ah, you know." Ron showed what he was trying to show off. With an expression on his face, he pointed to the candy next to him and leaned his elbows on the table to lie down more comfortably.

"But it's a pity that I was still confused at the time and didn't have time to tell my story - I dare say this story must be more exciting than all my previous stories!" Ron swallowed the remaining half of the chocolate frog in his mouth, He said with a grimace.

"Malfoy, why are you here?" Ron pretended to be surprised, as if he had just discovered Draco's existence.

"Weasley, you idiot, why don't you lie down and rest - and look at your elbows." Draco said with half concern and half sarcasm, showing a look of disgust.

"Ouch! What is this? Damn it! It must be Fred and George - my candy!" Ron couldn't help shouting, and Madam Pomfrey from the head nurse's office next to her heard the sound.

"What is this? Mr. Weasley, I need to confiscate it. This is so unhygienic! This is the school hospital!" Madam Pomfrey's dead face, which had always been stern all year round, showed an angry expression for the first time.

"Please - I don't want it, can I be discharged from the hospital? Hello -" Ron said quickly, and looked at Madam Pomfrey expectantly, hoping that she would allow him to be discharged from the hospital.

However, Madam Pomfrey pretended not to hear it and returned to her office with the toilet seat in hand.

"Weasley, do you want these candies?" Draco said with a smile.

"Why not - are you crazy? They are all packaged and clean inside." Ron looked at Draco with an idiot look, "It's really unfair. Last time my hand was stained with undiluted The tuber pus is like that, and I have to be rushed to class."

"This time, I protected the Philosopher's Stone and became a hero - I fainted for a short while and was imprisoned in the school hospital. I won't be discharged until tomorrow."

"When the time comes, will my popularity—no, I mean, will anyone still want to hear my story?"

"Harry, how about I tell you the story I made up - no, the real story I experienced." Ron looked at Harry expectantly.

"Weasley, you're crazy. We went to the restricted area on the fourth floor together." Draco was not the kind of person who indulged Ron's bad habits. "Ron, does your head still hurt? Do you want to rest for a while before we talk?" Harry looked at Ron's head worriedly - there was no bandage on it, just a head of fiery red hair.

His whole face was also glowing red. If it weren't for the hospital gown on his body, I would have doubted whether he wanted to pretend to be sick and enter the hospital.

No, there is a kind of patient who is very much like Ron now - a mental patient, Harry couldn't help but cursed.

Ron naturally didn't know what Harry was thinking. He really thought Harry was caring about him. He felt a little ashamed for a few seconds and quickly asked with concern, what happened after he fainted?
When hearing about the troll, "It's just the troll, our men are defeated."

When he heard Snape's riddle, he was confused for a moment, then thought that he might have just suffered a heavy blow and couldn't understand it, and his head was still confused, so he regained his optimism, "That's it, I'll do it too." OK."

After hearing that it was really Quirrell inside, he was knocked down again by Harry's spell, "Quirrell? Is it really him? He can break into such a difficult level. Sure enough, he is not as simple as he seems."

Harry and Draco on the side almost laughed when they heard Ron say that the level was difficult.

"Harry, Malfoy, it is indeed very happy to protect the Sorcerer's Stone. However, is it necessary to be so happy? I am still a patient." Ron did not say this time that he had only fainted for a short time and was about to be discharged from the hospital.

Ron has flexible evaluation criteria.

However, when he heard that Harry faced Voldemort, Ron finally returned to normal, showing an expression of fear and worry, "Merlin's beard! We stayed with the mysterious man for a school year-"

"I'm really a genius. I'm going to tell my parents and Ginny when I get back! Now it's my grade - hehe." Ron quickly regained his optimism.

This made Harry and Draco, who already knew what kind of person Ron was, couldn't help but be stunned.

Harry continued to tell the story, and when he talked about the Unbreakable Pact, "I know, it's also called the Unbreakable Vow."

"The unbreakable oath cannot be broken, and it is not difficult..."

"If you disobey it, you will die."

"When I was five years old, Fred and George wanted me to do one. I almost did it. I had already shaken Fred's hand and stuff. Dad found out and he was mad." Ron's eyes flashed. With the light of moving memories, "This is the only time I saw my father get as angry as my mother. Fred said that the left side of his butt was never the same."

"Harry go on, if you do make an unbreakable vow with You-Know-Who, it might be a good thing."

"Where is the mysterious man? Isn't he the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor next semester?" Ron said with a grimace.

"Weasley, with the Dark Lord's accomplishments, he must have a way to break the contract." Draco said angrily. As a second-generation Death Eater, he had almost blind trust in Voldemort's ability.

But Ron rarely refuted, he couldn't help but want to hear the next story.

"Wait, the Dark Lord is a half-blood?" Draco couldn't help but interrupt Harry. Only now did he realize that in what Harry just said, Voldemort admitted his bloodline to Harry.

"Get away with your blood discrimination, Malfoy - Harry, go on." Ron said easily.

Draco couldn't help but mutter to himself, saying things like it was impossible.

(End of this chapter)