Chapter 293 Harry, You Are My Godfather

On the evening of Monday, April 4, the sun gradually faded away.

After dinner, Harry, Hermione and Ron walked slowly along the path on the Hogwarts lawn towards Hagrid's hut.

"Harry, the Buffer Brain-Stimulating Potion you gave me is really useful," Ron said excitedly. "I remember everything the professors said in class today."

"Really? It's completely different from the way it went in one ear and out the other. I even enjoyed Professor Binns' History of Magic lecture."

"I feel like I'm extremely strong. I can definitely move up a few places in this year's final exam. At the very least, I can at least get two more Os."

"I declare that from now on, I will no longer be the last one in my family in terms of academic performance."

"Fred and George must be envious. Oh, and they were caught by Professor Lupin on their night outing, and a map was confiscated from them. They must be even more envious of me now."

Harry happily listened to Ron talking about his experience with the medicine. Seeing his good brother's happy expression, he felt that his potion was not given in vain.

"Harry, I still think the Buffy's Brain-Stimulating Potion is too expensive," said Ron. "I've never received such an expensive gift since I was a child."

"Do you want me to help you carry your school bag? Do you want me to walk behind you like a little brother? If not, you can let me call you godfather. Of course, if you want me to warm your bed, I can consider it."

"In short, you must tell me to do something, otherwise I will always feel uneasy."

"Don't mind it, Ron," Harry was amused by Ron's words, "It's just a potion, how can it compare to our friendship."

"This is more than just a potion," Ron said exaggeratedly, "You can sell it for one or two thousand Galleons without any problem, and it will be priceless."

"In short, if you need me to do anything, just tell me. Don't hesitate."

"Ron," Hermione couldn't stand Ron's servile look any more, "please be a little more normal, you really look a little too..."

Hermione was a little confused about the rest of the words.

She could actually understand Ron's feelings. After all, she had also drunk a dose of Buffy's brain-awakening potion and was very clear about the effects of this potion.

It's a feeling of the brain being developed, the whole person's thinking has become much clearer, and the memory has indeed improved a lot.

Today she took some time to read "Chadwick's Magic" given by Harry, and easily memorized the contents of the book, which was much more efficient than memorizing the entire book before.

"In short, if you really want to thank Harry, don't waste the potion he gave you," Hermione said earnestly, "You will review with me starting tomorrow, and don't put it off until the last minute."

"I know, I know," Ron agreed immediately. "I'm really happy. After all, it's such a big deal, everyone would be happy."

"Even Professor Snape is not the same as before."

Hearing Professor Snape's name, Harry couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

He had never expected that a golden cauldron trophy would change the cold-tempered Professor Snape so drastically.

Since returning yesterday, Professor Snape has been walking around the school with the golden cauldron, saying that he wants to find a suitable place for this special trophy.

It was like the trophy room couldn't hold all of them.

What's more, what was unprecedented was that Professor Snape actually took the initiative to drag himself to be interviewed by reporters yesterday.

Harry felt a little embarrassed when he thought of Professor Snape's praise of him in front of reporters.

As Harry was recalling the reporter's interview, he heard Ron continue.

"Harry, I didn't expect you to bring a gift for Malfoy, and it's a dueling notebook."

"Now he should be even more arrogant. You were not at the duel competition this year. You don't know how arrogant Malfoy is."

Ron felt so angry when he thought of Malfoy's arrogant look in the ring.

Hearing this, Harry became interested and asked quickly, "I don't know the result this year yet. Tell me quickly."

"The result is that Malfoy took first place, nothing much to say."

"What about you? How have you been this year?"

"I..." Ron's face turned slightly red, "Unfortunately I lost to Neville."

Hermione couldn't help but smile, "That wasn't a close defeat. Neville was the second place this year, and Ron didn't last long at Neville's hands."

Neville is so powerful?!

Harry looked at Hermione in surprise, waiting for her to give further explanation.

Hermione didn't keep the secret and said with a smile: "Neville has made great progress. He doesn't look timid at all now. He is much more cheerful and confident."

"His magic skills are improving very quickly, and he seems to have established his own dueling style."

"He didn't use any fancy moves in the duel. He just used a stun spell and an armor spell. But combined with his peculiar steps, he always gave people the feeling that he couldn't be hit."

Recalling Neville's performance in the duel, Hermione couldn't help showing a hint of envy.

Although I know a lot of spells, they are somewhat disorganized.

It is not noticeable at ordinary times, but it will be very obvious in the duel arena.

If you want to go further, you really have to consider establishing your own dueling style.

"Harry, Professor Swan's fast attack style is not suitable for me. I prefer the fighting style of Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick."

Hermione requested, "After you complete Professor Swan's instructions, can you accompany me to the dueling gym to practice?"

"No problem!" Harry glanced at the cage held in Ron's arms. "Hagrid is very powerful. He will surely be able to solve Scabbers' problem soon. Then we can go to the Dueling Hall to practice."

Speaking of Scabbers, Ron looked unhappy. He looked at the mouse curled up in the cage and complained with some heartache.

"Professor Swan is really a jerk. Look what he has done to Scabbers."

"It used to be such a big fat mouse, but now it's almost unrecognizable."

"Before, Banban was so energetic and lively, but now he lies in the cage without moving, and has no reaction when he sees me, his former owner."

Ron felt extremely distressed, as this was the first pet that belonged to him alone.

Although he now has a new pet, Banban still occupies a very important place in his heart.

"Ron," Hermione whispered, "why don't you want to buy Scabbers back from Professor Swann?"

"It looks like the professor hasn't found anything out of Banban, so if you want to buy it, the professor is definitely willing to sell it to you."

Buy it back?

How much was Banban worth at the time?

It seems to be two hundred gold galleons.

Thinking of this number, Ron shook his head decisively.

"No need, I just feel sorry for Scabbers and want the professor to treat him better."

"Besides, I don't think Scabbers has any serious problems. Hagrid will definitely be able to cure it in no time."

"Let's go faster."

Ron kicked away the stones on the roadside and strode towards Hagrid's hut.