Chapter 392 No, where is Ron as big as me?
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Hong Ri Zhang Wei Luo
"this thing……"
Harry took the ring in his hand doubtfully and examined it carefully.
It's wooden, not too big, not too small, and seems to fit around your wrist.
There are complicated patterns on it, which look like works of art.
"I think I saw it at Filch's."
Harry said uncertainly.
"Put it on his hand."
"Filch's?" Ron looked surprised, "Is this the same thing as Filch's? In that case, doesn't Neville have a special connection with Snape? He really betrayed us, right?"
"It's hard to say, Snape didn't even bother us." Harry was not sure.
"Ignore them for now." Ron also sighed.
I have been struggling for a long time and kept thinking about it, but I still haven't found a suitable solution to the problem.
Very aggrieved.
Knowing that Neville was no longer reliable, he had no countermeasures.
He even suspected that Neville had indeed brought their affairs to Snape.
Otherwise, where would these Filch-style rings come from?
Wait a moment……
This is what Neville got after betraying them...
Could it be...
Is it the kind of magical item that Filch is willing to serve?
Ron looked at Harry and told Harry the questions in his heart through the window of his soul.
Harry understood and nodded slightly: "It's very possible. This may be the reason why Filch is willing to work for Snape."
"Then what does it do?" Ron became interested and studied the rings over and over again.
There were six rings poured out of the bag.
The texture is the same and the color is similar. They are both the natural color of wood. There is no difference.
As for the patterns on it, they are all very complicated and confusing, and one cannot be sure whether all six rings are printed from the same mold.
"I think Filch always wears it on his wrist. Maybe, after wearing it, he can gain the ability to cast spells?" Harry's mind was still very good. Combining the existing intelligence, he came up with the most useful information. possible inferences.
"Is it a magic prop that gives people the ability to cast spells..." Ron thought for a moment, "It is indeed possible."
Speaking of this, Ron was a little eager to give it a try.
"Try?"
He looked at Harry.
"Let's see what magic power it has. Is it worthy of Filch's surrender?"
"Isn't it safe here?" Harry didn't object, but he had other concerns, "What will happen if Neville comes back later?"
"Don't worry. Didn't he correct his homework? Judging from his usual performance, he can't finish it without spending an hour or two. This is plenty of time."
"That's right, let's give it a try now."
Harry nodded.
Convinced by Ron, he picked up the ring and observed it.
"Can this thing just be worn on your hands?"
"Who knows."
Ron, who answered casually, had already put one of the rings on his left wrist.
The ring was a bit small, so it took a little effort to put it on my wrist.
Fortunately, they are still in the process of development and their limbs are still slender, so it is no problem to put a ring on them.
This ring is so small, I wonder how Filch put it on?
Such questions only flashed through my mind and were quickly forgotten.
Pay attention to your wrists.
The ring hangs so lonely on the hand.
Like a decoration, it looks pretty good.
but……
Nothing has changed?
Anyway, Ron didn't feel anything special.
"How does this thing work?" He scratched his head, looking confused.
He flipped the ring with one hand and kept mumbling.
"Can you speak? If you can speak, tell me yourself. How do you use it? Make some movement, make some reaction, don't be still. Make some changes..."
I turned over and over again and talked for a long time, until I became a little thirsty and there was no movement.
This is really confusing.
He couldn't help but look at Harry: "Harry, you want to try too?"
In fact, Harry also put a ring on his hand. After a little research and no clue, he just stood by and watched Ron keep trying.
Now that Ron mentioned it, I thought about it seriously.
Before I could figure it out, I heard footsteps.
The two were startled immediately.
Subconsciously, he closed the bedside table, put all the rings in his arms, and then got under the bed.
? ? ? ? ? ?
The two of them lay under the bed, looking at each other.
No, why did you get under the bed?
Isn't this your dormitory?
You can lie down on your own bed.
Mistakes Mistakes.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a pair of legs coming into view.
The legs kept moving.
By coincidence, it was moving towards them.
The Perkin duo were actually hiding under Neville's bed.
Obviously, the person walking over should be Neville.
Judging from the length of the legs and the way he walks, this person does not seem to be Neville.
Isn't it Neville?So who is this person?
Just at the suspicious stall, I heard the sound of rummaging.
That was really a rummage.
It seems that he is looking for something very important and precious.
What kind of scene is this?
Why is it so strange?
The two little boys with doubts held their breath, not daring to take a breath.
"Huh? Didn't I say it was left in the dormitory? Why can't I find it?" Suddenly, the man spoke.
The voice sounds very old and a bit sharp.
A very iconic voice, but the Perkin group couldn't remember whose voice it was for a while.
"It's always misplaced. You don't even know if it's under the bed, right?"
Along with the words, a hand with wrinkled skin appeared on the edge of the bed.
A slightly bald head also followed behind and appeared in the field of vision.
It's Filch!
He was squinting and staring at the bottom of the bed.
Catching his gaze, the Perkin duo's hearts almost jumped out of their throats.
Just when he thought Filch was going to do something, he frowned: "Why do you stuff pets under the bed? What kind of bad habit is this?"
Filch shook his head and left Perkin's sight.
Then, he moved his legs and slowly but firmly left the dormitory.
Harry and Ron were a little confused.
what happened?
Didn't Filch see them?
Impossible? !
Despite this, the pair of shoes belonging to Filch got farther and farther away, and more and more parts of the legs appeared, and finally disappeared at the door.
At this point, the Perkin combination finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now I thought I was going to be discovered.
I didn't expect to escape.
only……
Why did Filch think there was no one under the bed?
Just as Harry was wondering, he saw a dog lying next to him.
Harry:? ? ? ? ? ?
No, where is Ron who is as big as me?
Harry took the ring in his hand doubtfully and examined it carefully.
It's wooden, not too big, not too small, and seems to fit around your wrist.
There are complicated patterns on it, which look like works of art.
"I think I saw it at Filch's."
Harry said uncertainly.
"Put it on his hand."
"Filch's?" Ron looked surprised, "Is this the same thing as Filch's? In that case, doesn't Neville have a special connection with Snape? He really betrayed us, right?"
"It's hard to say, Snape didn't even bother us." Harry was not sure.
"Ignore them for now." Ron also sighed.
I have been struggling for a long time and kept thinking about it, but I still haven't found a suitable solution to the problem.
Very aggrieved.
Knowing that Neville was no longer reliable, he had no countermeasures.
He even suspected that Neville had indeed brought their affairs to Snape.
Otherwise, where would these Filch-style rings come from?
Wait a moment……
This is what Neville got after betraying them...
Could it be...
Is it the kind of magical item that Filch is willing to serve?
Ron looked at Harry and told Harry the questions in his heart through the window of his soul.
Harry understood and nodded slightly: "It's very possible. This may be the reason why Filch is willing to work for Snape."
"Then what does it do?" Ron became interested and studied the rings over and over again.
There were six rings poured out of the bag.
The texture is the same and the color is similar. They are both the natural color of wood. There is no difference.
As for the patterns on it, they are all very complicated and confusing, and one cannot be sure whether all six rings are printed from the same mold.
"I think Filch always wears it on his wrist. Maybe, after wearing it, he can gain the ability to cast spells?" Harry's mind was still very good. Combining the existing intelligence, he came up with the most useful information. possible inferences.
"Is it a magic prop that gives people the ability to cast spells..." Ron thought for a moment, "It is indeed possible."
Speaking of this, Ron was a little eager to give it a try.
"Try?"
He looked at Harry.
"Let's see what magic power it has. Is it worthy of Filch's surrender?"
"Isn't it safe here?" Harry didn't object, but he had other concerns, "What will happen if Neville comes back later?"
"Don't worry. Didn't he correct his homework? Judging from his usual performance, he can't finish it without spending an hour or two. This is plenty of time."
"That's right, let's give it a try now."
Harry nodded.
Convinced by Ron, he picked up the ring and observed it.
"Can this thing just be worn on your hands?"
"Who knows."
Ron, who answered casually, had already put one of the rings on his left wrist.
The ring was a bit small, so it took a little effort to put it on my wrist.
Fortunately, they are still in the process of development and their limbs are still slender, so it is no problem to put a ring on them.
This ring is so small, I wonder how Filch put it on?
Such questions only flashed through my mind and were quickly forgotten.
Pay attention to your wrists.
The ring hangs so lonely on the hand.
Like a decoration, it looks pretty good.
but……
Nothing has changed?
Anyway, Ron didn't feel anything special.
"How does this thing work?" He scratched his head, looking confused.
He flipped the ring with one hand and kept mumbling.
"Can you speak? If you can speak, tell me yourself. How do you use it? Make some movement, make some reaction, don't be still. Make some changes..."
I turned over and over again and talked for a long time, until I became a little thirsty and there was no movement.
This is really confusing.
He couldn't help but look at Harry: "Harry, you want to try too?"
In fact, Harry also put a ring on his hand. After a little research and no clue, he just stood by and watched Ron keep trying.
Now that Ron mentioned it, I thought about it seriously.
Before I could figure it out, I heard footsteps.
The two were startled immediately.
Subconsciously, he closed the bedside table, put all the rings in his arms, and then got under the bed.
? ? ? ? ? ?
The two of them lay under the bed, looking at each other.
No, why did you get under the bed?
Isn't this your dormitory?
You can lie down on your own bed.
Mistakes Mistakes.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a pair of legs coming into view.
The legs kept moving.
By coincidence, it was moving towards them.
The Perkin duo were actually hiding under Neville's bed.
Obviously, the person walking over should be Neville.
Judging from the length of the legs and the way he walks, this person does not seem to be Neville.
Isn't it Neville?So who is this person?
Just at the suspicious stall, I heard the sound of rummaging.
That was really a rummage.
It seems that he is looking for something very important and precious.
What kind of scene is this?
Why is it so strange?
The two little boys with doubts held their breath, not daring to take a breath.
"Huh? Didn't I say it was left in the dormitory? Why can't I find it?" Suddenly, the man spoke.
The voice sounds very old and a bit sharp.
A very iconic voice, but the Perkin group couldn't remember whose voice it was for a while.
"It's always misplaced. You don't even know if it's under the bed, right?"
Along with the words, a hand with wrinkled skin appeared on the edge of the bed.
A slightly bald head also followed behind and appeared in the field of vision.
It's Filch!
He was squinting and staring at the bottom of the bed.
Catching his gaze, the Perkin duo's hearts almost jumped out of their throats.
Just when he thought Filch was going to do something, he frowned: "Why do you stuff pets under the bed? What kind of bad habit is this?"
Filch shook his head and left Perkin's sight.
Then, he moved his legs and slowly but firmly left the dormitory.
Harry and Ron were a little confused.
what happened?
Didn't Filch see them?
Impossible? !
Despite this, the pair of shoes belonging to Filch got farther and farther away, and more and more parts of the legs appeared, and finally disappeared at the door.
At this point, the Perkin combination finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now I thought I was going to be discovered.
I didn't expect to escape.
only……
Why did Filch think there was no one under the bed?
Just as Harry was wondering, he saw a dog lying next to him.
Harry:? ? ? ? ? ?
No, where is Ron who is as big as me?
