Chapter 107: Neville who endures humiliation

Chapter 550 Neville who endures humiliation

"I hope there will be a potion class on the first day of school." Neville muttered.

"What! Neville, you——" Ron looked betrayed.

He and Neville were the only two students in Ravenclaw who were targeted by Snape.

"Oh——," Ginny sighed meaningfully and looked at Neville playfully, "Aren't there elective courses after the third year?

I remember she should have chosen Care of Magical Creatures."

"Her? Neville, do you have someone you like? Hufflepuff?" Ron looked at Neville.

"Oh? Who? Susan? Lini? Or Hannah?" Harry began to talk about the Hufflepuff witches who had talked to Neville in his memory.

Seeing that everyone was staring at him, Neville: "I'm so sleepy. I can't do it. I was so excited that I didn't sleep all night last night."

Then he closed his eyes.

It seemed that he would not get up until he got to Hogwarts.

Ron pushed him a few times unwillingly.

Seeing that Neville still didn't move, he had to sit down dejectedly.

"Harry, this book "Seeing the Future through the Mist" is so strange?"

"Why is it strange?"

"The content inside is all groundless speculation, and there is no content to train the third eye and tap into intuition."

"Ryan said that divination classes cannot teach fortune tellers.

Divination depends on talent.

If you have it, you have it, if you don't, you don't have it."

Ginny and Harry on the side were preparing for their lessons.

The Hogwarts Express drove steadily to the north. The scenery outside the window became more and more wild and darker, and the clouds above were getting thicker and thicker.

Outside the door of their carriage, there were also sounds of people walking back and forth.

Neville was still dozing.

Ron wanted to find Lavender, but he couldn't afford to lose face.

More importantly, Lavender's best friend Parvati had always disliked him because of Lavender's prophecy.

He didn't want to go up now and make himself unhappy.

After thinking about it, Ron had to start reading books.

But he was reading History of Magic.

Because "The Monster Book of Monsters" was too lively.

Other textbooks were all dry knowledge.

Only History of Magic had a complete story.

As for the latest "Doraemon: Summoner's Kingdom", he had read it several times.

He entered a short period of fatigue.

He would probably be interested in reading again tomorrow night.

At one o'clock, the food truck came to the door of their carriage.

"Neville, are you still pretending to sleep?" Ron put down History of Magic and said to Neville who seemed to be really asleep, and waved in front of Neville's closed eyes, "Well. He really fell asleep."

"I have a way," Harry stretched and stood up, walked to Neville's ear and whispered: "If you don't get up, I will spread the news that you like Hannah everywhere."

As soon as Harry finished speaking, the sound of his hungry stomach came from Neville.

He rubbed his stomach naturally and opened his eyes, "Harry, how do you know I like to eat big pot scones."

"Anyone want to eat scones?" The carriage door opened, and the smiling witch with dimples who they had met twice in total appeared in front of Harry and his friends.

On the food truck, apart from snacks, there were no pumpkin pies and pot cakes, but a row of big pot scones instead.

"Harry, how did you know there were scones for sale?

You were with us almost all the time.

When Sirius came, you only walked a dozen steps towards him at most, and then walked back." Ron said as he took out a large gold galleon.

I bought Bibi Multi-Flavor Beans, Blowing Super Bubble Gum, Chocolate Frog, Licorice Wand and a row of big pot scones.

"Cold knowledge.

The things on the food truck can also be purchased at the platform.

My father bought a scone.

Harry should have noticed it.

Don't you think so, Harry~" Neville put his big hand on Harry's shoulder, with a baby face, but showing a kind smile.

Harry sighed at Neville's strong hand and nodded repeatedly.

After the witch left, Ginny quickly stood up and closed the door, looking at Ron, "It's only a dozen silver Sickles and a few copper Knuts, why did you take out so many gold galleons?"

"I finally have money, doesn't this make me look generous?

Ginny, you may not know that Harry did the same thing on the train two years ago, taking out a lot of gold galleons and silver Sickles.

At that time, I had an idea - let's replace it." Ron said and felt aggrieved.

"Okay Ginny, Ron, this Pixiu is willing to pay for us to eat. It's good." For his brother, Harry had to sell his lewdness and hugged Ginny, burying his nose in Ginny's fiery red hair and sniffing.

"How are you so skilled." Ginny blushed.

Immediately put aside the sarcastic words that she had not said to Ron.

As for Harry's skill, it should be because he is too compatible with her.

So this proficiency was developed.

Actually, although Harry is still a virgin physically,

he has been with Bella for more than a hundred rounds psychologically.

He has tried all kinds of weird tricks.

So now he knows how to comfort Ginny easily.

Even if he wants, he can kill Ginny with his eyes closed.

"No, no, I'm a gentleman!" Harry's green eyes turned, thinking about his sore shoulders.

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He enthusiastically picked up a pile of scones and handed them to Neville, "Here, eat more of your scones!"

In this regard, Neville just wanted to ask, is there water?

His mind was dominated by this big pile of scones, and he even forgot about the magic spell of clear water like spring, which he used most after the duel.

"Neville, you're not full yet.

I just noticed that you peeked at the scone in my hand many times.

Come on, give it, it’s delicious! "Ten minutes later, when Neville had finished eating a large pile of scones and was actually choking and wanting to drink water, Harry handed over the scones that he had deliberately left in his hand without eating.

"Thank you!" Neville wanted to get angry.

But when I think of Hannah.

He endured it.

The hand that just grabbed the pancake was so hard that it sank deeply into the pancake.

Ron on the side mistook it for excitement.

Neville was really not happy.

He stood up suddenly and tried to open the door, "Neville, you really like this.

Don't worry, I have plenty of money!

I'll go out and buy some more cakes! "

Harry echoed from the side: "I know where she is!

You can find her by going to the driver at the front. "

"Well, no need Ron, I'll be full after finishing Harry's." Neville stretched out his hand and burped.