Hermione grabbed his ears with both hands and straightened his face, "Roger, you listen to me...... Whatever your intentions, the consequences of doing so will be unimaginable! You must hand over all the hemp and destroy it on the spot, and tell me all the hemp sales points that you know!"

Roger looked at the cheek of the girl who was close at hand, and sniffed: "What are you doing... Do you want to take over?

Hermione gritted her hands and gritted her teeth to pull Roger's head away: "I'll write to the Anti-Drug Office in London and ask them to check there... And you'd better not play tricks, or you'll ......"

"What else do you want?" the boy raised his eyebrows defiantly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hermione said with a cunning and threatening expression: "Otherwise, I will write to your aunt and tell her that you instigated your classmates to sell drugs and take drugs, and use them to make huge profits...... I don't think she'll just watch you smear the great Collins family and be indifferent~"

Ha! Joke! Roger is going to be scared of his aunt!?

He sneered...... Instant confession: "...... If you don't succeed in suing the teacher, you start looking for parents...... Little girl, you've learned badly. ”

"Who do you guess I learned it from?" Hermione snorted and let go of her fingers.

Roger pointed at Harry, "It must be him!

"......" Harry felt his strength lie down.

Before the leprosy could have much impact on the fifth- and seventh-year-old exam dogs, it was wiped out under Hermione's high-pressure surveillance.

This made Roger's grand plan to use poison and Pin Hoho Magic World just begun, and the source was cut off.

Yes......

Go to the unknown known, touchstone, whetstone... That's all Roger talking to stun the two little guys!

Lowering the overall strength of the wizarding world is his fundamental purpose!

Why did Roger go to school? Voldemort and his Death Eaters threatened his family's safety.

Think about the comparison of personnel in the late HP war, how many people are on Voldemort's side?

Don't think that Roger will discriminate and judge one by one, and draw a large area and a pot of all huohuo......

But it's a bit of an afterthought to talk about that now......

Hermione's means of threatening to sue his parents Roger didn't really pay attention to it, but when he was at school, he wouldn't refuse this girl......

Of course, it's not the kind of thing you don't refuse because you like it......

How could Roger, a man like the wind, be obedient for such a low reason?

In any case, until October came, Roger was still waiting......

Recently, the girl basically pulls Roger everywhere except for going to the toilet and going back to the dormitory, and the effect is remarkable, and he has no chance to cause any trouble.

However, the weather was getting colder, and the wet cold permeated the field and seeped into the castle.

A sudden flu spread among the staff and students left the school doctor, Madam Pomfrey, scrambling.

"I really don't understand what's so good about a sport where you fly around and grab balls...... Drink this!" Madam Pomfrey shoved a cup into Harry's snotty hand.

Then she said unhappily to Roger who was pretending to be dying: "Hey, don't mess around! I know you're not sick, Roger! Now there are so many sick numbers, there's no extra snack for you!"

Madam Pomfrey's potional had an immediate effect, and the side effect was that the person who drank the potion would smoke in his ears for hours on end...... Such a fun thing, how could Roger bear to let it go.

This time I came here because the little savior had been elected as the catcher for the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and a lot of Quidditch training took up Harry's leisure time, and now that it was so cold that he was still flying in the sky, it increased his chances of catching a cold.

Entering the second year, according to the school rules, he was already allowed to participate in the selection of the Quidditch team, and with Roger's instigation and Harry's own interest, the little savior was caught by captain Wood after a few test flights with the light wheel of 2,000.

This is the fifth time they have come to accompany Harry to cure a cold, but unfortunately Roger came to deliberately pretend to be sick and drink a few more bottles of 'anger agent'...... which is Roger's nickname for the special medicine.

I have been here so many times, and this time I happened to meet Ginny, the little girl was forced by Percy to drink a cup of special medicine, according to Percy, she has been a little sick recently.

But in front of the admirers, it was obviously not a good experience to be smoked in her ears, and the little girl's face was as red as her hair, and at first glance it looked like her head was on fire.

Roger smiled meaningfully at Ginny and made a whipping motion.

The little girl rolled her eyes at him.

The rain of bullets crackled down on the windows of the castle for days, the flower beds were muddy, and from the common room you could see the pumpkins that Hagrid had planted were the size of a wagon.

Quidditch training isn't just talk, so on this stormy Saturday, Roger and Hermione sat in the warm common room, while Harry was making a sin at the Quidditch pitch.

By dusk, Harry had returned from training, soaking wet and covered in mud, and with a strange expression that he couldn't tell if he was happy or frustrated.

"Is the broom bar too thin and squeezed too hard?" asked Roger leaning over and looking concerned, but in fact leaning in.

Hermione leaned over to his side, drawing her wand and pointing at Harry, "Whirlwind Sweep!

After two cleaning spells in a row, the little savior's embarrassed appearance became a lot more refreshing, but he still went back to the dormitory to take a shower and change his clothes before coming out.

"Look, on the way back, Nick, who was almost headless, invited us to the underground classroom for his five hundredth birthday, on Halloween," Harry said, sitting in a chair near the fireplace, "and I promised. ”

"Death party?" said Hermione, with great interest, "I bet there aren't many people alive who can say they've ever been to such a party—it's amazing!"

"What the hell are you kidding me!?" Roger squinted at the Savior, his hands fiddling with the Crook Hill and the reserve of food curled up on his lap, "You want me to give up the Halloween dinner party to attend an all-dead feast?"

Not to mention that Roger usually has no intersection with this group of ghosts, and he might as well chat with the portrait more often.

"That's what makes me feel embarrassed. Harry said with some regret.

Then he told him how Nick, who was almost headless, was in trouble after returning from training and met Filch.