Ron looked at their backs and walked into a room.

There was a snap - the door was gently slammed shut.

Two worlds inside and out.

His heart trembled violently with the closed door.

He was aggrieved, and very aggrieved.

Why. It's obviously three people, but they want to pull themselves down.

Compared to Harry, she is indeed much worse, but Hermione, although she is also better than herself, is only excellent among her peers, unlike Harry, who is far beyond the category of "peers".

Why can Hermione and not herself?

Obviously, I have worked hard during this time.

As soon as I entered the house.

"Little Ronnie is going to cry." Harry looked at the closed door, his eyes looking through the plank.

"Professor, what are you looking for from us?" Hermione was a little nervous, and every student who was asked out by the principal individually would have such emotions, even if they knew that they had good grades and were doing well.

Thinking of this, Hermione chuckled in her heart, her performance should be decent, at least in Gryffindor?

"Don't be nervous." Dumbledore waved his hand, "It's a small thing. ”

"It was supposed to be Minerva who came to ask you, but she's been busy welcoming new students lately, so I'm here to ask."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore paused: "Maybe you know, maybe you don't know, the old prefects of Gryffindor have been promoted to the seventh year this year, and we have to pick out new prefects, one for each sex." ”

"You are the best students of Gryffindor, and of course this responsibility falls on you."

"But we also know that there is something special about both of you."

"Harry doesn't need to say much."

"Miss Granger"

Dumbledore froze, his eyes became remembrance, relief, and many emotions that were too complicated to speak: "Miss Granger, your situation is also very special, Poppy has told me more than once that you always go to her for a calming potion. ”

"If it weren't for the fact that she had found Severus and St. Mungo's classmates to confirm that the Tranquility Elixir was not addictive, she would have thought that the Tranquility Elixir had any side effects that had not been discovered."

Hermione lowered her head, her face flushing slightly.

"It's a blessing to follow in the footsteps of a man." Dumbledore whispered in a tone full of passers-by, "I still wish you could pay more attention to your body. ”

Hermione looked over in shame.

Dumbledore waved his hand, "Okay, okay, you're a clever little witch who knows what to do, I shouldn't be talkative." ”

"Minerva and I would love to help you."

"Hmm"

He raised his hand, grabbed a can of cockroaches from his robe, picked a few and stuffed them into his mouth, and crunched, "How about you and Harry being locked up next semester?" I think you can try to get into a little bit more advanced knowledge. ”

Hermione nodded with surprise in her eyes, and couldn't wait to answer, "Of course, Professor Dumbledore, I'd love to." ”

She's been looking forward to this.

It's just that

She had always been difficult to bring up, and the more she studied, the more she felt that the gap between herself and Harry became.

"Alright, let's get back to what we just said." Dumbledore plucked the cockroach candy that had climbed onto his beard, "Given your special circumstances, I have to ask for your wishes before arranging this, would I like to be this prefect?" ”

He looked at Harry.

What I got was the little witch's shake: "I'll forget it, there's no time." ”

The work of the prefect is very busy and trivial, going up to the school of management, confirming the discipline of the college, down to coaxing the first-year students, checking their sleeping position, and covering them with quilts.

This kind of mother's job is not suitable for him.

Hermione frowned, struggling for a moment.

As an honor, of course she wanted to, but she counted on her fingers, and she relied on the time turner to break the day into thirty hours, which was very compact, and she always felt that it was not enough—if it wasn't for her body to bear it, she even wanted to break it into two days a day.

Make yourself a problem again, overdraft the time that was already overdrawn?

"I'll forget it too." Hermione shook her head.

Dumbledore sighed, "I know, well, if it weren't for Tom, I'd ask you to think about it again." ”

They pushed the door and went out.

Ron was still waiting outside the room.

Dumbledore greeted him happily, but Ron was not happy at all, he was an outsider, what was there to be happy about.

He looked at Harry, stopped talking, and then looked at Dumbledore as he walked away.

If I held it in my heart, I played the draft for several minutes, and I was stillborn.

"Aren't you curious about what Professor Dumbledore told us just now?" Harry whispered to Ron.

Ron raised his head, stubborn, strong, and unconcerned: "I'm not curious. ”

"Curious?" Harry asked again.

Ron nodded: "Of course, he must have something very important to find you that only you know, I don't know, it's okay." The more he continued, the more sour his tone became.

Harry tilted his head a little, "In that case, then I won't say it." ”

Ron was stunned.

Harry's face was serious and his tone was serious: "It's not a big deal, it's just related to the two of us alone, so Professor Dumbledore asked the two of us to talk to each other alone, if you want to know, it's convenient to tell you." ”

"But you don't want to know."

Something that only concerns the two of them?

Ron felt like a punch in the head, and he was stunned.

So. Didn't you get sidelined? It's just a matter of privacy between the two of them, and Dumbledore is not sure what the two of them think, and it's not good for the third. Oh, is it the fourth person who said?

"Actually, I'm still quite curious." Ron squirmed, and after making sure that he was not being excluded, he did not hesitate to change his words.

Harry wondered, "Weren't you just curious?" ”

"You heard you wrong, Harry!" Ron's face didn't blush, his heart didn't beat, "I didn't say I wasn't curious, I said I was curious." ”

Harry held up his wand, "Then I'll have to go to Professor Dumbledore and use the meditation basin to make sure." ”

Ron's face turned slightly green.

Such a trivial matter, as for the use of something like a meditation basin?

Hermione nudged Harry and grabbed his arm, "Okay, Harry, don't tease him, little Ronnie and the others are really going to cry." ”

"I didn't cry!" Ron retorted loudly.

Harry shook his head, "I hear you, you're sniffling as we enter the house. ”

"I didn't!" Ron shouted, "I'm just, just um. The smell of the fox killer was too pungent and I was choked. ”

"Uh-huh, okay, you're right." Harry nodded perfunctorily.

Ron poked his head over, his voice back to the way it was, "So what did Professor Dumbledore say to you?" ”

"I'm afraid you're going to be busy when school starts." Harry raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

Ron muttered dissatisfiedly, "Do you need to say this?" This year is the OWLS exam, and there is Voldemort's business, of course it will be very busy. He was now able to utter the name of "Voldemort" smoothly, and was no longer afraid of the bald and noseless man.

It's just that sometimes I have nightmares when the man dresses up and comes to tempt himself.

"No, no, no." Hermione shook her head, "Harry means you can ask Charlie, Bill, and Percy more. ”

"Of course, especially Bill and Percy, they owls exams with twelve "O's", and I've already asked for Bill's notes. Before Ron could figure out what they meant, he was preoccupied with the fifth-grade exam.

"It's not studying, your grades are very good now, even if you can't get so many O's, at least E is no problem." Hermione then shook her head.

"It's something else, like a prefect." Harry made it clear.

Ron was stunned.

Harry and Hermione made their way to the stairs, ready to continue cleaning.

When they all went up to the second floor, Ron finally reacted, stomped on the floor, and caught up with the two in front of him: "You mean, I'm going to be a prefect this year?" ”

Harry nodded.

Ron had a "you must be playing with me" expression: "But obviously Harry, you're better." ”

"You're also excellent." Harry waved his wand to get the broom and mop moving, "You know me, I'm busy. ”

"Although Professor Dumbledore didn't say it, but Gryffindor, fifth year, you are the best one."

Ron added, "It's the best one besides you." ”

He tilted his head and looked at Hermione, "Then when school starts, we're going to"

"No, it's not us, it's you." Hermione interrupted, "I'm just like Harry, I'm too busy to be a prefect. ”

"If it's not you, who could it be?" Ron frowned, snapping his fingers, trying to remember who else was the little witch in the same grade and house as him, "Lavender Brown?" ”

"No, it's probably Parvati Petyer." Harry gave his own answer.

"Petil?" The name was both familiar and unfamiliar to Ron, and after a moment, he clapped his hands, "Aha, it's the witch!" ”

"Dean has said before that she is the prettiest girl in Hogwarts other than Hermione, Fleur, and Ginny."

Harry was expressionless: "Did he say that?" ”

Hermione's facial features were slightly distorted: "That's a lot of qualifications." ”

"You're always out studying late." Ron threw his hands, "You're missing out on a lot of great things. ”

"Gossip?" Harry watched his brow flutter and a thought welled up in his heart.

Ron nodded.

Harry and Hermione pouted, not caring much about these things, which made Ron sigh for a while, how could anyone not be interested in gossip.

This year's Hogwarts offer came unusually early.

Before the end of July, the owl flew in with letters.

They had gone to great lengths to get into the Order of the Phoenix—this was a place where the owl was cast, and it took a lot of effort for Harry and Dumbledore to catch the magic and deal with it.

Ron unwraps the envelope.

In addition to the book list, there is also a shiny badge.

Molly, who had three experiences, recognized it at a glance: "Ronnie, you got Harry's letter wrong. ”

(End of chapter)