Although Fred and George didn't want too many people to know, Ron's story spread quickly at Hogwarts that day, because even among the young people, it was crazy to behave like him, following Romilda, shouting "My dearest, your hair is black and shiny, like silk, and your eyes are black and bright......" After running several flights of stairs, he tripped on one of the steps and broke his leg on the spot, and then rolled and rolled and slammed his head into the corner wall, leaving a peach blossom on it...... Even Shakespeare wouldn't dare play like that in a play, let alone wizards. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Truth be told, Darren felt that this was the reason why Ron woke up the next day, was dizzy and reluctant to leave the medical wing, and Ginny told him that Peeves' latest song was "Ah, Romida Vanney, my dearest, your hair is black and shiny, like silk, and your eyes are black and bright!" and then stops at whatever with a series of somersaults.

However, even if Ron didn't say he was dizzy, Madam Pomfrey wouldn't let him go, because she was worried that this guy would break so many bones at once, drink too many potions for healing, especially if there was an expired aphrodisiac in his body that didn't understand the situation, and she would have to watch for a while.

This made Harry very frustrated, because the Gryffindor Quidditch match against Hufflepuff was approaching, and it would be detrimental for Ron to miss the last few days of training, not to mention that his performance was already very inconsistent.

When he told Ron about this concern, Madam Pomfrey gave him a complete death, "Quidditch game, goalkeeper, are you kidding! He's just been injured so badly, even if I can heal those bones, his body won't be able to withstand such a strenuous movement in a short period of time, unless you want him to lie here again! ”

“……”

Hearing Madam Pomfrey's words, Ron was glad to be able to hide in the medical wing for a while, but now he was dumbfounded, "Is this true?

"Or, you can go to St. Mungo's with Professor Slughorn and have the doctors there take a look?"

"No, then my mother would know, I can't imagine her going to see me in the hospital......!

Looking at Harry's eyes, Darren said that he couldn't help it, his Quidditch level was actually a scumbag, relying on a super broomstick to barely mix up a Seeker, if he wanted to be a goalkeeper, I am afraid that the famous lyrics would have to be changed to "Darren is our king"! I am afraid that at this time, people will realize that Quidditch is a whole sport, not a single position.

To make matters worse, Harry doesn't even have a backup goalkeeper now, because Ron was the only one who was okay with the selection at the time, he saved four balls, and the rest were just a colander, and it was good to be able to save two out of five balls.

In the end, the desire to win the Quidditch Cup overwhelmed everything and Harry decided that Darren would be the Seeker and he would be the goalkeeper, when in fact, if Darren was to play, there would be no goalkeeper at all......

It's just that Darren said that he can go to the competition, but he can't thank him for training or something, even if he has more time this year, he can't do this, it's better to be with Hermione more.

And that's not the only thing Harry needs to worry about, while Ron is lying in the medical wing "watching", Lavender seems to think that he is the most well-informed person, and comes up to discuss things about Ron with him when he has nothing to do, fortunately she also seems to be able to detect the peculiarity between Dalen and Hermione and Ron, and never looks for them.

But the comparison made Harry feel even more depressed, and after a particularly long conversation, he complained to Darren and Hermione, and Lavender talked to him about everything, from what Ron had said about her new robe, all the way to Harry if he thought Ron was "serious" about her.

"You can let her ask Ron herself?"

"Yes, that's what I told her, but she said that every time I went to see Ron, he was always sleeping. Harry spread out on the table, as if he had just finished a Quidditch game that had lasted for several hours.

"No, he's sober every time we visit the medical wing, and show us the VIP discount cards he got from Fred and George, oh......" Hermione said curiously, and then she reacted, "Ron, him?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know! I don't know anything, it's going to be a game, I've got to study the Quidditch formation......" Harry then fled.

The last piece of news that drove Harry almost mad was about the Potions class, because Professor Slughorn had been poisoned and was sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, so in order not to affect the teaching process, the school arranged for the former Potions professor, Snape, to temporarily substitute for the class......

Another day passed, and Madam Pomfrey thought Ron could leave the medical wing, "Remember, don't exercise vigorously!" she said solemnly before leaving.

"Alright, alright, I know, don't exercise vigorously," Ron said in a loud voice, although he himself asked to stay in the medical wing for a few more days, but after all, he was a young man, and he would get tired of lying all day, and by now, he was very happy to hear that he could leave, of course, it could also have something to do with that VIP card.

Suddenly, Ron stopped, and Darren, who had come to pick him up from the medical wing, did not speak, for Lavender Brown stood menacingly at the bottom of the marble steps.

"Hey," Ron said uneasily, looking at the atmosphere between him and Lavender, Darren quickly grabbed Hermione and slipped away, but before he could get far enough, he heard Lavender say, "Why didn't you tell me you were discharged today? Why is she still here?"

Ron looked annoyed when he had breakfast half an hour later, and though he and Lavender sat together, he hadn't seen them say a word, let alone be as affectionate as before.

On the morning of the Hufflepuff match, Harry nervously watched Darren take out the Super Broomstick, and today it was all up to him, while Ron looked restless, because Madam Pomfrey specially asked someone to inform him last night that he couldn't go to watch the game, so as not to be overexcited, in fact, there was nothing to see at that time, last year's last game, Darren was not proficient, so it took a little time to find the Golden Snitch, after a year of various system tests, he knows the performance of the Super Broomstick well, and he is 100% sure that he can control the time of the game。