"Ron! I promised you what you told me this morning! ”

That evening, just after a full day of classes, Neville hurried to find Ron. Because the last class today was herbalism, during the two-hour class, everyone was digging and burying plants in the soil, and they were so tired that their legs trembled.

I can't help it, my arms don't count much, but I just stand for too long.

Ron didn't know where Neville's strength came from, although this kid's grades in herbal medicine class had always been surprisingly good, but it had nothing to do with physical strength, right?

He looked Neville up and down, and after a moment he had to admit that the short, chubby mound was now among the tallest in their entire grade.

"Promised?" Ron couldn't help but be a little curious, "Why?" I remember when I asked you in the morning, you looked reluctant? ”

"I ...... Is it that obvious? Neville suddenly looked embarrassed, "I'm sorry, Ron...... But this time I'm serious, I've already decided! ”

"Oh, really?"

He didn't ask why, but Neville couldn't have been better if he was willing to help. To be honest, although he also thought about asking someone else after that, he couldn't figure out who to go to.

The big problem he encountered this time is really not something that ordinary friends can entrust him with peace of mind!

"It's great that you're willing to say yes!" Ron grabbed Neville's hand and shook it up and down vigorously, "Thank you! On behalf of our family, I thank you! ”

"The whole family?" Neville was stunned, "Uh...... No, no thanks, I have my reasons too......"

"Anyway, thank you." Ron said happily, "Neville, you're really going to do me a great favor this time!" Good buddy, all the half jar of honey toffee left over from my bedside is yours! ”

"Oh, that's pretty good......"

Neville paused, and suddenly realized that the impulse in his heart was gradually disappearing, and was replaced by a renewed wave of weakness.

"But...... Do you think I can really do it? He was feeling unconfident again.

"Yes, absolutely no problem!" Ron reached out his arm and hooked Neville's back and whispered, "I'll tell you some key points in a moment, and you can do as I say!" ”

Just then, Harry, who had just been left in the greenhouse to pack his tools, trotted to catch up with Ron and Neville. He looked at the two of them hooking shoulders with a puzzled expression, not knowing what they were talking about, and suddenly became curious.

"What are you talking about?"

In the face of the best buddy's inquiry, Ron didn't tell Harry directly this time. He knew that Harry was busy this Valentine's Day, and he didn't want to distract his good friend from his own business.

"No, it's nothing, it's just something about tomorrow." Ron shrugged his shoulders and said, "Harry, how are you doing over there?" Is it in time? ”

"Hey, I don't know!" As soon as Harry heard Ron ask about this, he was immediately deflated, "You can also see, after every class today, I immediately ran to the next classroom to do the homework assigned in the previous class...... But I've worked so hard, but the amount of homework doesn't seem to have decreased at all! ”

"It's definitely getting less, it's just that you didn't have time to finish the homework for each class." Ron patted Harry on the shoulder and comforted, "I've done some too, but not as much as you...... Rest assured, if you continue like this, you should be able to finish more than half tonight! I'll have to wait until tomorrow night to do the rest! ”

"I hope so!" Harry sighed in frustration.

After Ron's interruption, he really forgot the question in his mind before. Ron exchanged glances with Neville, who nodded slightly, and it was time to listen to Ron talk about his so-called "pivotal point" after a while.

On the other hand, Hermione was holding her herbal medicine books, walking alone and looking at them, as if she was working as hard as ever. But in fact, just looking at the book in her hand that hadn't turned the page since just now, it was clear that her attention had been put elsewhere.

The sun was slowly setting, and the golden afterglow spread from the western hills, draped over everyone's shoulders. Hermione's face was hidden in the shadow of her hair, and it looked a little blurred.

……

Early the next morning, I don't know which professor was stimulated, and there were flaming red ribbons hanging on the walls of the Hogwarts corridor. Heart-shaped soap bubbles scurried around the corridor, splitting into two with a "pop" as soon as they touched the ground, and there was a gradual tendency to increase dramatically.

In fact, there were already a lot of bubbles with colorful halos that flew out of the window and drifted towards the vast sky in the constant collision.

It's a sunny day, and the sun is already radiating a lot of light and heat as soon as it comes out of the mountain, and the temperature seems to have risen a little more. The cold wind of winter has long said goodbye to the little wizards, and the rise in temperature is a silent reminder that it is time to change into spring and summer clothes.

"Neville, come with me, we should get ready!"

Early in the morning, Ron, who usually had a hard time getting out of bed, had already dragged Neville out of the dormitory, and Harry, who had done his homework last night until the early hours of the morning, heard the sound of them leaving, and couldn't help but open his sour eyes in a daze, but what he saw was only the back of them going out.

"Huh—so early?" Harry yawned heavily, rubbing his eyes and sitting up limply, his sleepy eyes still half-drooping, apparently far from getting enough sleep.

But no matter how sleepy he was, he knew he had to get out of bed, because he had to go to the common room earlier and wait for Ginny to show up.

Going to an appointment, as a responsible boy, of course, he has to go to the place first, and he still understands this reason.

After hastily packing himself, Harry dug through his suitcase and pulled out his money bag - thanks to his father who had left him a large sum of gold Galleons, otherwise he would have had a hard time even going on a date with the girl he liked.

"Where did Ron and Neville go?"

As he left the dormitory, Harry couldn't help but stare at Ron's messy bed for a few moments before heading out to the stairs with confusion......

Compared to the sloppiness of the boys, the girls are much more diligent. Although all the rooms at Hogwarts will be cleaned by house-elves one by one, bedding is also a personal living utensils, and you still have to do it yourself to make your own bed every morning.

Well, it's not all like that! Laziness is often a common trait, and girls' dormitories are not necessarily much better than boys' dormitories. In this regard alone, the call for equality between men and women seems to be quite fully embodied.

But at the very least, our Miss Granger is a girl who pays a lot of attention to developing good habits.

Right now, Hermione had just made her bed and was combing her hair. Yes, she's combing her hair with extreme care!

You know, Hermione's unkempt brown hair is famous for her entire age. In the past, she also paid careful attention to her image as a girl for a while, and took care of her hair. It was during that time that she mentioned something to Ron and Harry that is still widely circulated in Gryffindor House.

It is said that her messy hair can't fit without magic!

After straightening out every strand of her hair, Hermione carefully picked up a small glass bottle with a nozzle from the table and began to spray it on her head with great boldness.

No way, even this "quick smoothing hair tonic" with excellent results requires a lot of weight to make her hair as smooth and shiny as a ponytail, and you have to comb all the hair before using it.

As the faintly red spray gradually soaked her hair completely, a puff of green smoke drifted away, and her long, unkempt brown hair really began to slowly stretch and flatten. After a while, she picked up the comb and combed it a few more times, and looked in the mirror to pull out a hairstyle.

By the time she had cleaned up her head completely, the sun had fully risen into the sky.

"Oh...... This is the last time, and I will never do this kind of time-wasting stupidity again! Hermione looked at herself in the mirror, nodded in satisfaction, and then began to complain secretly.

Compared to Hermione's terrible hair, it was obviously much easier to change into a nice outfit. She wasn't the kind of girl who even took an hour or two to pick out her clothes, and soon she smoothed out the wrinkles in her clothes with a spell, and then walked briskly to the common room.

"Hermione, are you going on a date?"

After she left the dormitory, several roommates couldn't help but chatter. Hermione's behavior was so unusual for them. This is the first time she's been seen in front of the mirror for more than an hour since she gave up her hair!

"Needless to say!" The other girl grinned and said, "I just don't know who the boy is who can make Hermione spend so much effort......

"Could it be that our 'Professor McLean' is coming back today?"

As the girls laughed and talked, the sunlight outside the window gradually shone on Hermione's desk, illuminating the bottle of "Quick-Smoothing Hair Totion" she had left on the table. On the body of this bottle of hair potion, the silhouette of a founder in the product label feels particularly familiar.