Chapter 72 Ron's Suspicion

Chapter 515 Ron’s Suspicion

Ron feels a little strange lately.

While waiting for Neville to arrive.

He discovered that Ginny had taken an unprecedented leave of absence from The Quibbler and said she wanted to spend time with Harry.

But she's not the type to stick around all day.

But - as soon as he came close, Ginny would come out of nowhere and run to Harry's side, no matter what she was busy with.

This really puzzled him.

Especially recently because the work on the smoke bottle had been completed during the first half of the summer vacation, which gave him more time to play with Harry.

This also made him sure that it was not an illusion or an accident.

Ron thought time would heal everything.

Ginny was like this when Harry first arrived at their home.

Even if Draco doesn't tell him why, as time goes by, everything will develop for the better.

But he was wrong.

In his room, accompanied by the sound of the ghoul banging on the steel pipe in the attic, Draco's face flushed and he adjusted his robe, intending to smooth out the wrinkles and cover up the exposed skin again.

"Ron, are you crazy?" Draco was very dissatisfied with being suddenly pulled upstairs and locked into Ron's room.

"I'm not crazy!

Something must be wrong!

Harry had changed since Neville arrived two days ago.

He no longer suddenly lost his mind and made out with Ginny.

On the contrary, he spent the whole day outside the house, in the mountains and fields, secretly with Neville, doing who knows what!

I think there might be something wrong with Harry!

Then he looked at Draco who was standing aside, "Draco, you have to help me!

Although I don't want to admit it, when it comes to scheming and interactions between people, I'm afraid you know better. "

"You and Ginny are truly brother and sister." Draco couldn't help but applaud.

"What do you mean?" Ron rubbed the back of his head in confusion.

Draco looked at Ron as if he were an idiot: "You couldn't have noticed this, right?

Just a friendly reminder - Dumbledore and Grindelwald. "

Ron slapped his thigh suddenly, "Running Gorgon! How could Ginny think like this!"

"Isn't it the same as you are now!" Draco raised his eyebrows.

“This is different, my guesses are all reasonable.

Think about it.

Remember when you were at Hogwarts?

We discuss Neville's size changes and you wonder if he has learned the Fenir incarnation. "

"Remember." Facing Ron's question, Draco nodded cooperatively.

It wasn't that he believed Ron's guess.

But he wanted to see how far Ron could go.

"That's right!

You probably didn't notice because you weren't Harry and Neville's roommate.

But I am!

I noticed that after we discussed Neville's size, Harry disappeared.

We returned to the dormitory late at night talking and laughing with Neville.

Their relationship has also improved a lot inexplicably.

This behavior continued until the end of the semester. "

Draco came to listen to Ron's analysis with the intention of hearing a joke.

However, the more Ron spoke, the more serious the expression on his face became.

"Also, don't you think it's strange?

After his parents returned to normal, Neville actually chose to come to Harry?

This is not common sense. No matter how busy his parents are, they will still go home at night.

Why does he have to come to our house?

Are his parents as busy as my father? " Ron continued to add.

"Yes! How can they have Mr. Weasley busy?" Draco nodded quickly.

"So, combined with his behavior of disappearing with Harry whenever he has time now.

Only one conclusion can be drawn. "Ron looked at Draco.

However, before Draco could return, the door opened with a bang!

"Neville Longbottom had an affair with Harry Potter!" It was Ginny.

It was the first time Ron had ever seen someone's hair stand on end.

But Ginny is now.

The fiery red hair couldn't stop flying in the air, like a burning flame.

"Ginny, don't worry, Ron and I will help you!" Draco wiped his cold sweat.

He had a feeling that if he said the wrong thing, he would be killed by a furious Ginny.

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On the other side, among the mountains, two figures were like leaves drifting in the wind, colliding in mid-air, treetops, and grass, and then separated.

"Heh, heh, heh, heh--" Neville gasped and stood leaning on his sword.

The originally lush grassland was covered with bare grass, and there were traces of people who seemed to have been dragged along.

The naked upper body was shining under the blessing of the sun and sweat.

"Whoosh whoosh-" Harry lay down directly on the ground, covering his eyes with one hand to block the scorching sun, while the other hand still held a bladeless giant sword tightly.

He had already taken off his robe and hung it on a tree more than ten feet away.

He was very surprised now. After he digested the red beast face two days ago, he thought that except for Ryan, there was no wizard in the world who could physically compete with him.

But I didn't expect Neville to be so awesome.

It gave him such a big impact.

So much so that he didn't notice the flash of danger just now.

I just thought it was an illusion.

"Are you coming again?" Neville held the tip of the wand in his mouth, and streams of clear water gush out from the tip of the wand he held in his left hand.

"No.

But Neville, is your magic really related to the sword? "Harry supported himself with his hands, sat up, and looked at Neville.

The tangled and bulging muscles on Neville's body made him doubt that Neville was taught magic specifically for muscle training by Ryan.

It has nothing to do with the sword at all.

You know, after he swallowed the potion, changed his blood, forged his heart, absorbed another self, and digested Voldemort's power, he was only at this level.

How could Neville reach such a level by relying on the so-called "sword" magic.

"Is the sword way unchanging?

With this strength, I can swing the sword.

With this physique, I can cooperate perfectly with the sword.

With this magic power, I can break all spells! "When Neville said the last part, he had already jumped high, holding a huge sword without a blade, and slashing.

In front of him, there was a stream of water.

The handle of the wand in his hand was inserted into the fertile soil. After the wand was separated from its owner, the wrist-thick spring still shot from the tip of the wand to the sky.

"Hey!" With a roar, the water flow that could not be cut off was cut off in half, and Neville also fell heavily on the grass with the huge sword.

The smooth and flat cut surface was like an invisible diaphragm, blocking the upward water flow.

The water flow scattered and splashed around.

Just like a fountain, Neville and Harry, the two naked upper bodies were shrouded in water mist at this moment.

The sun shone on the water mist, forming a touch of gorgeous rainbows.

The cool feeling of the cold water droplets touching the burning skin made Harry and Neville couldn't help but scream.

The two smiled at each other, and everything was self-evident.