Chapter 269 The Secret of the Golden Egg
"Insecure? Ron?"
Ginny asked in surprise: "Are you kidding, Professor? Isn't Ron always heartless? Among our whole family, except for Fred and George, Ron is the funniest. .”
"Humor and inferiority are never conflicting things, Miss Weasley." Professor Sprout smiled, "I can actually understand Ron's mood... I taught both Arthur and Molly's children. However, I can give you an analysis from a personal perspective——"
"Let's start with Bill. Bill is the eldest son of your family. He has been a child of other families since he was a child. When he was in fifth grade, he got twelve OWLs certificates. After graduation, he went directly to Gringotts to work as a counselor. The spellcaster..."
"Percy was almost the same. He got twelve OWLs certificates and went to work in the Ministry of Magic directly after graduation. As for Charlie, he has always been a good player at Quidditch. Minerva was showing off in front of us deans all day long. Gryffindor team."
"Minerva was sad for a long time when she heard that Charlie had not become a professional Quidditch player."
Professor Sprout followed the music, changed into a dancing posture, and said kindly.
Harry and Ginny's attention was no longer focused on dancing. They swayed along with the movements of Dracula and Professor Sprout, and listened carefully to her evaluation of Ron's performance.
"Think about it this way, Wes's house is really full of talents." Dracula said with a chuckle, "It would be better if we can live in peace, especially the twins, they can really annoy people to death."
"Fred and George are indeed quite naughty." Speaking of the two living treasures, the amiable Professor Prout also sighed helplessly, "The students I have met in my career are only more than ten years ago. Harry's father and his friends can compete with these two little guys."
"But having said that, although the two of them are naughty, they are also very clever. Students who can get five OWLs certificates without paying attention to their studies all day long are rare in all my years of teaching!"
Upon hearing this, Harry nodded in agreement.
He had never seen Wes come to the twins to study seriously, otherwise he and Ron wouldn't have been surprised when they saw the twins reading around the fireplace outside the boys' dormitory.
However, these two guys could actually pass the five-subject wizard level exam... You know, these assessments are no different from ordinary final exams. Many young wizards with average studies can only get three or four certificates at most!
"Their brains are indeed quite useful." Dracula chuckled, "Those two guys come to me from time to time with the little magic props they made for me to judge... The production level is not that good, but the ideas are good. That’s a lot.”
"Looking at their behavior in the future, if they stop being as mischievous as they are now, maybe I can introduce them to Nico one day when I'm in a good mood."
"Nicholas Flamel?!" Professor Sprout opened his mouth in surprise, then turned to look at Ginny and said seriously, "Did you hear that, Ginny, tell your two brothers to pay attention when you go back. , this is a major matter related to their future!"
Ginny nodded quickly.
"Don't be so serious, I'll just say it...Nico doesn't know yet whether he agrees or not." Dracula smiled and shook his head.
Immediately, a look of interest appeared on his face again, "But I do want to see what Nico's alchemy skills would be like if the two Wess used them to make joke products. expression."
Harry swallowed silently.
He always felt that if Nico Flamel really accepted Fred and George as his apprentices, in the future, if other people thought of the alchemy skills of this respected alchemist master, they might not be able to look directly at them...
"Okay, let's stop the digression. I haven't finished talking yet." Professor Sprout said with a smile.
At this time, a song played by the Weird Sisters had just ended. They walked out of the dance floor together and sat down at a banquet table with many empty seats.
"Where were we? Oh, right, about Fred and George, right?"
Professor Sprout then analyzed: "Although those two little guys are not as good as his three brothers, as Professor Dracula said, they are very talented in other aspects."
"What's more, the twins have such a good relationship and have been inseparable companions for a long time. They will definitely not have the illusion of being ignored and unloved like Ron."
She turned to look at Ginny, "Ron is the youngest boy in your family, and you are the youngest girl. There is only one year difference between you two, right?"
Ginny nodded confusedly.
"Then the key to the problem is very clear." Professor Sprout clapped his hands and said to her.
"Arthur and Molly were able to raise so many outstanding children, which proves that they are indeed a pair of excellent parents - even so, after having so many boys, they will still be like other families. Preference was given to the only and youngest girl.”
"You mean...me?" Ginny blinked and raised her finger to point to her nose.
"Yes, you and Ron are about the same age, but you have received more favors than him. It is normal for him to have an unbalanced mentality." Professor Sprout said, "This kind of psychological imbalance exists in It may not show up at ordinary times, but it has always been accumulated in Ron's heart."
"Meanwhile, his two best friends—"
As he said that, Professor Sprout looked at Harry again, "Harry Potter, the savior, genius Quidditch player and one of the five warriors, and Hermione Grant, who has long been the number one in the grade. Miss Jie..."
"Being born in such a family environment and making two such outstanding friends, in my opinion, Ron's performance is already many times better than other little wizards."
"So, I hope you can think about it from his perspective and be more considerate of your brother and friend." Professor Sprout smiled gently, "Go back and talk to Hermione too, don't let these little things influence you. Your friendship."
"It is normal for adolescent children to have conflicts occasionally. As long as you can resolve the conflicts with your heart, your friendship will go further."
Professor Sprout's analysis and comfort brought Harry and Ginny a completely different perspective.
They had never thought about it from Ron's perspective. They just felt that it was wrong and unreasonable for him to lose his temper and be awkward like this, but they didn't realize why he behaved like this.
After Professor Sprout's analysis, they were able to better understand Ron's difficulties, and they also understood the weakest place in Ron's heart.
While Harry and Ginny were still deep in thought, a chirping sound came from nearby, interrupting their thoughts.
Harry raised his head and looked at Professor Dracula who was sitting not far away tasting wine.
They saw a large group of witches of different grades surrounding Dracula in three circles and three circles outside, shouting eagerly.
"Professor, what happened over there with Professor Dracula?" Harry cautiously asked Professor Sprout next to him.
"Oh, you're talking about Professor Dracula!" Professor Sprout glanced over there and said with a smile, "A group of little girls are vying to invite him to dance!"
"Invite Professor Dracula to dance? Are there so many people?" Harry asked dumbfounded.
"Yes, Minerva and I occupied their Professor Dracula just now, and their behavior was relatively restrained." Professor Sprout said, "Now that he is free, of course those little witches So I rushed over.”
As she said that, she suddenly sighed, "I don't blame those little girls for being excited... If I were more than 20 years younger, I might be even more active than them!"
"So, Professor Dracula agreed to dance with them?" Harry asked blankly.
"Of course I agreed, otherwise they wouldn't be so excited." Professor Sprout smiled, "Dracula asked them to line up one by one for a bowl of water, and dance one by one, all the way to the ball. Until it’s over!”
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At twelve o'clock at midnight, the Weird Sisters stopped playing, and everyone gave them a last round of applause before starting to walk toward the foyer.
Many people wanted the ball to be extended, including Harry and Ginny, but not Dracula.
Dracula danced with countless little girls. He felt that he had never been so tired after living for more than a thousand years...
Likewise, Ron was not among those who wanted the prom to be extended.
Ron felt that the evening was not a happy one——
He watched Hermione dancing with his former idol in a depressed mood. His original dance partner was so angry that he ran away with someone else. His sister and her best friend were chatting passionately...
He sat at the banquet table with eyes blank, and when the music died down, he left the Great Hall like a zombie and walked towards the Gryffindor common room.
While walking on the road, he saw George running down the marble stairs holding a golden egg with an extremely excited look on his face.
"Ron, do you see where Harry is?" George asked Ron. He didn't notice the disappointed expression on Ron's face.
"I don't know, maybe you're still fighting with Ginny, right?" Ron muttered, barely opening his mouth.
"I understand, then thank you, little Luoluo!" George thanked him casually and continued to run down the stairs.
Harry and Ginny bumped into George holding the golden egg at the door of the Great Hall.
Then they remembered that George didn't seem to be attending the dance, only Fred was dancing with his partner Angelina.
"What's the matter, George?" Harry asked, "Why didn't you come to the ball?"
"Shh - keep your voice down." George looked around, grabbed Harry and pulled him to an uninhabited corner of the entrance courtyard.
After confirming that there was no one else around, he put the golden egg in Harry's arms and raised his eyebrows at him mysteriously.
"I discovered the secret of this golden egg, Harry!" George said proudly.
"What? You cracked it?" Harry's eyes widened.
He had been so absorbed in the dance that he almost forgot that there was still the second event of the Final Four waiting for him.
"Yes!" George nodded, "Actually, Fred and I have discovered some clues before, but there is no way to verify them."
"So today I asked Fred to dance by himself, and then I sneaked into the prefects' bathroom while everyone was at the Christmas dance..."
"Wait, why did you sneak into the prefect's bathroom? Does this have anything to do with the golden egg?" Harry's mind was full of doubts and he asked several questions in succession, "Also, doesn't it require a password to enter? , how did you get in?"
"Oh, the password there hasn't changed. We've gotten it out of Percy's mouth a long time ago." George said with surprise, "Only the prefects' bathroom has a bathtub, and our shower is of no use."
"Don't ask about anything else yet. The dance has just ended and there's no one else in the bathroom yet. Let's go there quickly!"
"The two of us are going to the prefects' bathroom, what about...Ginny?" Harry glanced at his dance partner and said hesitantly.
"If Ginny wants to go, you can ask her to wash with you." George said with a smirk.
Ginny blushed deeply, stamped her feet hatefully, glared at George, and then followed the crowd towards the Gryffindor common room.
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The moonlight reflected in the corridor, which was empty and very quiet, in sharp contrast to the noisy auditorium.
George pulled Harry to the statue of "Lake Boris" - a wizard with a blank expression, wearing gloves on both hands backwards.
George followed the statue and walked to a door nearby, and read the password to the door:
"Fresh pineapple."
The door creaked open.
Harry followed George in, turned around, locked the door, and looked around.
"Wow, it's not bad to be a prefect!" he exclaimed.
In front of them was an extremely luxurious bathroom. There was a luxurious chandelier with candles above their heads, casting a warm and soft light into the room. Everything was made of snow-white marble, including the one in the middle. A bathtub sunk into the ground.
The bathhouse is like a rectangular swimming pool, with about a hundred golden faucets on the edge, and the handle of each faucet is inlaid with a gem of a different color.
In addition, there is a diving board outside the bath, as if it can really be used as a swimming pool.
Snow-white linen curtains hung on the windows; a pile of fluffy white towels lay in a corner.
On the wall hung a picture in a gilded frame. The painting shows a blond mermaid, sleeping soundly on the rock, her long hair blowing on her face, trembling slightly with every breath she takes.
"There's no need to envy them. Don't you already know the password?" George smiled. "Fred and I often sneak in secretly and don't have to do the work of prefects. This is the most comfortable."
"So, what should we do?" Harry asked, looking at the golden egg in his hand.
"Well... I suggest you just throw it in!" George said.
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