What is a long-term sick bed...... With filial piety.

Ron embarked on such a path of no return.

He was guilty of being a groundhog for half a year, and was by Harry in various ways, and was almost sent to Azkaban by Peter......

Fortunately, after all the hardships, he was originally the lowest status in the family, but he once became the most favored child.

At the beginning, Ron was really depressed, and he went on time every day, and followed the uncles and aunts at the door to work together:

Born to be a witch, I'm sorry!

But after being taken care of for a long time, Ron was a little floating.

The old mother has a good meal, and she doesn't bring the same kind of meals; Percy left her new job to help catch up on her lessons; The twins take turns talking and giving away all sorts of prank products; Ginny sells cuteness in the hospital room just to amuse him......

The whole family revolved around him. It's been a long time, and of course Ron is floating.

He's so floating!

So, relying on his thick shoes and not sticking his feet, he began to die in various ways.

Not to mention the inexplicably bad temper, the demands are becoming more and more excessive. All day long, I want this and that.

Those who don't know think that he is the head of the Weasley family.

(Mrs. Weasley: The old lady isn't dead!) ）

According to Mrs. Weasley's previous temper tantrums, she had already taken the magic rolling staff and hung Ron up and beat him.

Where is he allowed to shout every day, and the food is not to taste...... This kind of bullshit stinks!

She's enduring it, and everyone is enduring it...... Wait for Ron to heal before settling the score.

For some accounts, the longer it drags on, the higher the interest.

The pigs are fattened, and they are killed!

But Charlie couldn't bear it, and he had already been on fire after delivering a few meals.

Today, Ron asked him again for a birthday present, and one mouth was a fire bolt!

Charlie, this is so angry!

He has the money for a hammer to buy fire crossbow arrows? Why don't you want rockets.

William and Hermione stayed in the doorway for a while, but eventually went inside.

Because Charlie has already treated Ron as a Slytherin player...... A good-natured 'foul' on him!

Charlie raised his hand and pointed it at Ron's head, which was an iron elbow of love, and then another egg-chasing shadowless foot.

Ron suddenly felt like he had taken 10,000 damage, and his HP was only 10,000.

When the two rushed in, Charlie had already pulled Ron and came up with a flying wrist reverse cross fixing technique.

Prepare to pop his head.

William hurriedly grabbed Charlie and saved Ron.

I don't know if he was frightened by Charlie, or if he saw William and Hermione, Ron restrained himself and his attitude became a little better.

"Aren't you two in Italy?" Ron rubbed his neck and asked hurriedly.

"Did that dragon really ruin Venice?"

In the past few days, he has been reading the newspaper, but there are only some pictures of Venice in the newspaper.

How can William and Hermione know clearly.

William glanced at Ron and said softly, "Really." ”

I haven't seen him for a while, and he's a full circle fatter than before. Clothes that didn't fit well before are now smaller.

Ron asked in awe, "You killed another dragon?" ”

"Pretty much." William mumbled.

"But what I don't understand is that there is any difference with the dragon named Noble that the French killed last year?"

Ron said in a keyboard warrior tone:

"I mean, how can it ruin Venice and the Italian Aurors won't stop it?

I remember Charlie saying that a dozen wizards could control a fire dragon.

Is the Italian Ministry of Magic so weak? ”

"Ron, that's not an ordinary dragon, an ordinary dragon, only a dozen meters long, according to reports, that dragon is a hundred meters long!" Charlie patiently explained.

"Besides, we all give the fire dragon a powerful sleeping pill, so it's easy to control."

"But William and Hermione can stop it." Ron muttered quietly. "It's not that great."

Hermione's eyebrows furrowed, but she couldn't speak.

"Why didn't they give Bailong sleeping pills?" Ron asked again.

William and the three of them all looked at him with stupid eyes.

"What's wrong, am I not right?" Ron said impatiently.

But no one paid any attention to him, and William and Charlie talked about Romania.

Ron's bad temper came up again, and he kicked the leg of the chair, interrupting the two of them:

"What breed of dragon is that, so big?"

He said in the tone of a dragon expert:

"I guess it's the Ukrainian iron belly, right? I heard that it was the largest fire dragon...... Otherwise, it's the Hungarian tree bee. ”

"I just said that an ordinary dragon is only a dozen meters long." Charlie said in annoyance:

"That white dragon, which is as long as a white meter, does not belong to these dragon species."

Ron used to be too young, and Charlie didn't feel much about it. After not seeing each other for a few years, he suddenly returned home and found that:

Their family is quite smart, how did they get to Ron, it seems to be a little ...... Lack of heart?

"So, you don't know what a dragon is, do you?" Ron said sarcastically.

At this moment, Charlie really wanted to take out his Muggle AK47 and give Ron a shuttle.

Let him feel: why the gun is that...... Better than a wand!

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. When the door was opened, it was the female healer from before.

"Mr. Stark, there's only one bottle left for the Brain Soothing."

The witch apologized, "If you want to keep using it......"

"I'll take care of the rest." William thought for a moment.

"That's great." The witch nodded.

"This is Miss Jorkins's hospitalization fee, the cost of the therapist's expert consultation, a total of five thousand Galleons."

William took the bill, just glanced at it casually, and handed it to Hermione,

"Go to Gringotts Vault 12138 and get your money, and I'll say hello to the elves." He said indifferently.

"Okay." The female medical doctor soon left.

The wizarding world is as realistic as the Muggle world, and you won't be treated without money.

An injury like the Unforgivable Curse, or a specialist consultation, with the best potions, is even more expensive.

Ron's medical expenses were contracted by Hogwarts. Otherwise, how could he have stayed here for a few months?

He couldn't afford the high medical bills if he sold it.

"Five thousand Galleons?" Ron was slightly stunned, he had saved up for several years, and he had secretly saved a little Galleon.

The money is in school, and he is ready to buy some expensive gifts at the Quidditch World Cup.

Leaving in a hurry, the money should still be hidden under the bed. Ron was confident that no one had noticed.

"Who's sick?" He inquired curiously.

"A friend was injured." William said vaguely.

Ron sighed enviously:

"Five thousand Galleons...... What a friend, so generous, you two don't treat Garon as money too much. ”

"Ron, it's not about the money." Hermione frowned, looking away from the bill and looking at him.

She doesn't like wasting money, for example, William wants to gamble, she is against it...... But Hermione was definitely not someone who was reluctant to spend money.

It's about homeschooling. Hermione's father is a dentist, and the family is also a middle-class family, so there is no shortage of money at all.

"Yes, I heard that the Italian Order of Magic of the First Class alone costs the two of you twenty thousand Galleons." Ron said sourly.

"Naturally, I don't care about the five thousand Galleons."

Hermione didn't speak, just raised her eyebrows.

"Compared to you, George and Fred are much more stingy." Ron seemed to be talking to himself.

He complained: "The two of them obviously have so many house-elves, and they refuse to take care of me as long as one of them takes care of me and gives me a separate meal...... I'm still their own brother......"

"Those house-elves, not your slaves, Ron, they're our employees!" Hermione said angrily.

"Employees? Everyone knows that house-elves don't want a salary. Ron suddenly scoffed.

"We pay the salary!" She stood up and glared at Ron. "I repeat, they are not slaves."

"Salary...... Hmph, Hermione—you listen up, too," Ron exclaimed, "and they, like, like that." They love to be other people's slaves! ”

"Then you go find a house-elf who wants to be your slave." Hermione stared at him indifferently.

"No one is stopping you. But don't take the idea to the house-elves in our store.

Don't even think about letting them serve you for free. ”

Ron blushed immediately.

Hermione said mercilessly: "That's what we paid to hire, we can do whatever we want, it's none of your business."

Also, I'll improve the living environment of the house-elves, no matter what you say!

William will help me too! If you don't help, forget it, but please don't be cynical!

Because, it didn't cost you a single nat! ”

Hermione raised the bill in her hand, and she shrieked:

"Also, the Italian Ministry of Magic gave twenty thousand Galleons...... I know you're jealous! ”

"Jealousy?" Ron's face flushed to the back of his ears, and he stumbled, "What am I jealous of?" ”

"Of course you're jealous," Hermione sneered, "'William and Hermione can stop it, it's not that powerful.'"

Isn't that what you said? ”

"What do you think...... If it were you, in my place, you would be able to do what we did.

But you don't know anything!

Wanted by the Italian Ministry of Magic, we risk our lives to find the truth.

The danger in the middle is not at all what you can imagine lying in the hospital!

If you want those Galleons, go get them! William and I don't care about that money at all!

We'd rather swap with you, hide in a safe room, and let you face that white dragon! ”

Ron's lips trembled, but he couldn't speak. Being nakedly exposed, he was a little annoyed and angry.

"Let's go, William, we're going to visit the Longbottoms." Hermione tilted her head. "Don't waste your time here!"

William stood up, and the girl immediately grabbed him by the arm and pulled him outside.

Cha thought about it, and in order to prevent himself from being able to resist beating Ron again, he also walked out.

The room was quiet again, except for Ron sitting uncertainly.

He kicked the lunch box to the ground.

But I suddenly remembered that I hadn't eaten lunch yet.

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