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- When Alex got up the next day, he felt that Harry and Ron were in an extremely good mood.
"Alex, we haven't been deducted a single point~" This was Harry's first sentence after he got up and opened his eyes.
"Yeah, yeah" Alex agreed as he put on his wizard robe. Although it was still summer, the morning at Hogwarts on the top of the mountain still made people feel a bit chilly.
As Alex walked toward the hall, he could still hear Ron behind him nagging, "You know what? You know what? I drove the car last night, I drove the car!" "
Until Alex was sitting at the dining table, he could still hear Ron chattering and showing off, "The brakes on my car were broken. You know, that's when I saw the Whomping Willow twitching. I think¡¡"
Alex was just about to eat his favorite French bread. The saccharin the house elf sprinkled on it shone like diamonds under the halo, and paired with the thin meat porridge, it reminded Alex of the soy milk fried dough sticks in his previous life. .
"Alex" Neville sat next to Alex today and asked curiously, "I didn't meet you on the train yesterday. Where were you?"
Putting down the spoon, Alex said: "I came by the fireplace yesterday. The platform was sealed when I went."
"Sealed?" Neville said in disbelief, "Who could be so boring?"
"Who knows?" Ron's voice suddenly intervened, "I had no choice but to fly here in my car that day"
"Okay, okay" Hermione didn't give Ron a chance to continue to show off, and interrupted directly, "You should be lucky that you didn't cause any harm to yourself and Harry. It's not a wise idea to do this. Choice, why can't you send a letter to Professor McGonagall first? You should learn from Alex!"
"Why should I imitate Alex! Is it because he can attract girls? Yes, I can't! But do you know who he is? You don't know anything!" Ron suddenly burst out. Hermione yelled. Harry, who was sitting next to him, was shocked, not to mention Hermione, who was so frightened that she could not speak.
Not to mention Hermione over there, she is re-educating Ron and Harry, although it seems that there is not much progress due to Ron's counterattack; look at Neville over there, he is looking envious Talking to Alex: "It would be great if I had a house elf at home! Then I wouldn't have to ask my grandma to send it over."
Neville looked gloomily at the small bowl of porridge that had been consumed, turning it unconsciously with the silver spoon, then raised his head and squinted at the entrance of the auditorium, and said: "The postman will be here soon - I think grandma will A few things I forgot to send, she's been hoping I'd get a good grade in Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"Or don't you look like your father?" Alex smiled and shook the half-eaten bread, "Come on, no matter how smart I am, I can't compare to your Herbology results!"
Before Alex finished speaking, he heard a commotion above his head. Hundreds of owls swarmed in, circling the auditorium, dropping letters and packages into the conversing crowd. A big, bulging package fell on Neville's head, and then another big, gray thing fell into Ron's pot. Suddenly, milk and feathers splashed all over Ron and Harry.
"Errol!" Ron shouted, pulling the wet owl out with his talons. Errol was slumped on the table, his legs stretched in the air, and a wet red envelope in his mouth.
"I never thought your family could afford to raise an owl. Ah, your father must have sold his pants to get them. This bird looks so energetic!" Malfoy walked past Ron after eating. Brak and Goyle who followed him immediately burst into loud laughter.
¡°Oh, no¡ª¡± Ron cried out.
"It's okay. Don't take Malfoy's words to heart," Hermione comforted. "I think he is jealous. I have never seen his parents send him anything." She gently poked Errol with her fingertips. "Are you sure it, I mean, is alive?"
¡°No¡ªthat¡¯s it.¡± Ron pointed at the red envelope. The envelope seemed ordinary, but Ron and Neville seemed to think it would explode.
"What's the matter?" Alex asked Neville, tilting his head.
Before Neville could answer, Ron said tremblingly, as if this would relieve his tension.
"She-Mum sent me a howling letter." Ron said weakly. Obviously, answering first did not have any effect.
"You'd better open it, Ron," Neville whispered shyly.??It's worse. Grandma sent it to me once, but I ignored it, and the result¡ª" He took a breath, "was terrible. "
Harry looked at their horrified expressions and then looked at the red envelope.
¡°What is a howler letter?¡± he asked.
"I read it in "100 Basics of Life in the Wizarding World," Hermione said, closing the copy of "Traveling with Vampires" on the dining table. Lockhart on the cover was smiling like a fool as always. "The roaring letter is ¡¡±
Before Hermione could finish her words, smoke started to appear from the four corners of the envelope.
"Stop it, Hermione, open it quickly! There are only a few minutes" Neville interrupted Hermione for the first time, instead of looking at Hermione with admiration as usual, Hermione always said He could rattle off knowledge that he could never remember.
Ron reached out with trembling hands, carefully took the envelope from Errol's mouth, and tore it open. Neville plugged his ears with his fingers. At first, some people thought it was an explosion and even took out their wands. The huge sound filled the entire auditorium and shook the dust from the ceiling.
"I wouldn't be surprised at all if they fire you for stealing a car. It depends on how I deal with you then. You probably haven't thought about how your father and I felt when we found out that the car was gone. ¡¡±
It was Mrs. Weasley's shout, a hundred times louder than usual, which made the plates and spoons on the table rattle, and the echoes from the surrounding stone walls were deafening. Everyone in the auditorium turned to see who had received the shouting letter. Ron huddled in his chair and could only see a red forehead.
"I received Dumbledore's letter last night. Your father was so ashamed that he almost died. We worked hard to raise you, but we didn't expect you to do such a thing. You and Harry almost lost their lives" Alex looked like he was about to die, and the sound was so loud that his eardrums were about to burst.
"It's so irritating. Your father will be scrutinized at work. It's all your fault. If you don't behave yourself, we'll take you back right away!"
The roaring stopped, but there was still a buzzing in my ears. The red envelope that had fallen from Ron's hand to the ground burned and curled into ashes. Harry and Ron sat motionless, as if they had just been washed over by the tide.
"How touching!" As soon as the roaring stopped, Malfoy's voice came over, "My mother has never been like this. A roaring letter must have cost all your family's savings. You want me to give you some of my money?" Pocket money? That way your family won¡¯t be so poor that you have to sell the house, right?¡±
Leaving behind a long string of unpleasant laughter, Malfoy walked away with his two followers.
A few people smiled, and the voices gradually started to sound again.
Ron watched Hermione look at him, and was about to start lecturing again, "Tell me I deserve it! Don't ask me to learn from Alex, you don't know anything at all!" Ron said to Hermione angrily. Min shouted¡ª¡ª
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