Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1023: It’s time to take medicine

As soon as Fred got up from the bed, he couldn't help shivering, and quickly picked up the clothes to put on himself. When he glanced over the dormitory inadvertently, he saw that a bed was already empty.

"Didn't Albert come back yesterday?" Fred put on his robe and muttered, "I don't think he wants to stay in school anymore."

"If you're envious, hurry up and grab someone." George, who was dressed, opened the window to let the outside wind blow in and wash away the dull air in the room. It is much more difficult to catch the opponent than it is now."

"Damn it, it's cold, can't you close the **** windows before I'm up?"

Lee Jordan, who just wanted to get up from the bed, was shivered by the cold wind, and then got back into the bed again.

Since November passed, the temperature in the castle has dropped so much. Even though today is a rare good weather, it is still frighteningly cold outside, and the trees are covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost. .

"Sorry, sorry, I thought you wouldn't get up until later." George closed the window, picked up the wand on the table, tapped the kettle on the table, and after reboiling the water in it, poured a glass for Lee Jordan hot water.

"What about you?" Fred turned his head and asked, "Do you have a girl you like?"

"It's not, it will be smooth and natural!" George shrugged, not particularly concerned. After realizing that Fred had been staring at him suspiciously, he quickly changed the topic, "I just hope that today's Quidditch match can end as soon as possible. I'm a little worried that Ron won't be able to bear the pressure."

"Don't worry, as long as Harry uses that thing, I think the game should end soon, and you should worry about whether Harry is willing to use it." Lee Jordan was not ashamed that they were about to cheat to win He believes that if Slytherin can get such a good thing, he will never be stingy, and the pursuit of victory by any means has always been Slytherin's patent.

"It's okay, just keep Harry from knowing."

George had already figured out a way, so he poured himself a cup of hot water, smiled and raised the cup to Lee Jordan and said, "When the time comes, I will prepare pumpkin juice for them to win. Just drink it before the game."

As he spoke, he took the cup and lightly touched Lee Jordan's cup.

After a brief wash, the three of them came to the Gryffindor common room and were warmly welcomed by the students. Everyone hoped that the Gryffindor team could defeat the Slytherin team and humiliate them as victors. Those nasty Slytherins.

Who made Slytherin students do too many hateful things recently.

When they left the common room surrounded by everyone and went to the hall through the secret passage, Fred suddenly said: "You said what will happen if we lose?"

"They will probably be disappointed!" George glanced at Fred and said confidently: "We have never lost to Slytherin, and we will never lose, let alone do you think we will lose?"

"I always feel that the Slytherin team may be doing something, they always like to do something outside the field." Fred raised his eyebrows, "not to mention there are toads around."

"You mean Albert's prophecy?" Lee Jordan asked.

"You suspect that Harry has been suspended for a while now." George understood.

"If Toad wants to make trouble, find a chance to put her down." Fred said without thinking.

This is an effective way to deal with toads they learned from Albert. It's best not to expect to be able to reason with each other.

As long as people are sent to the hospital, many problems can be solved from the source.

"Don't get caught," George warned.

The atmosphere in the auditorium is more enthusiastic, but the smell of gunpowder is stronger.

Students from Gryffindor College and Slytherin College all wore the college's iconic scarves, gathering in twos and threes to discuss the upcoming game.

The senior students who have opened the game are going back and forth between the colleges, trying to persuade more students to place bets. Gryffindor and Slytherin are their potential customers. Even students who don't like gambling will take a token Several Nats beat their own college to win.

When the three of them passed the long Slytherin table, several Slytherin students gave them malicious smiles, and even stretched out their feet to try to trip them, which was full of provocation.

"The last dying struggle."

Fred looked at the man's feet with an extremely strange expression. The three of them quickly exchanged glances and lifted their feet together, ready to send the idiot to the school hospital.

The outstretched leg retracted in fright.

"If only Slytherins were such idiots." Fred sneered in a voice that everyone around could hear, "Stop staring at Montague, your eyes are about to fall out of their sockets Come out."

"Wow, look what I found?" George's eyes fell on the crown and silver badges on the chests of other Slytherin students, and he read the words on it softly: "Weasley is our king, what a shame!" I'm flattered."

"To be honest, I prefer this way." Fred smiled and took out his wand from his pocket, and waved at the silver badge on the chest of the boy next to Montague, "Weasley is our king" became "Weasley is our father."

"Look, it's much better this way." Fred put away his wand and nodded in satisfaction.

"Although it is frustrating to have a group of incompetent sons, we will try our best to educate you so that you will not go astray." The twins looked at each other and said in unison.

The Gryffindor students next door couldn't help laughing, they were happy to see the Slytherin students collectively deflated.

Without giving the angry Slytherins time to react, the three happily walked away.

Montage angrily threw the badge at the Weasleys, only to be caught by Fred.

"I'm your father." Fred smiled and stuffed the badge back into his pocket.

"What do you think they mean?" George didn't think it would be a good thing, at least something Slytherin made.

"Who knows." Fred shrugged.

"I know who made this." Lee Jordan motioned the two to look somewhere, where Draco Malfoy was humming softly, distributing badges to Slytherin students.

"Weasley was born in a dumpster..."

"I know that nothing good will happen."

If Albert was here, he would probably be able to turn all the Slytherin badges into what he had in his hand, and it would definitely be very interesting.

Unfortunately, with Fred's transformation level, he still can't do this.

"Did you bring that thing?" Fred muttered.

"Better don't let Ron hear this," George muttered, and he quietly took a small ball out of his pocket, letting the small ball slide to the ground and roll towards Malfoy's feet.

"Your brother not only lacks experience and confidence, but also has poor psychological quality." Lee Jordan glanced at Ron, who was pale and dull-eyed not far away, and couldn't help shaking his head. When explaining, the mentality is much stronger than that of Ron.

Black smoke suddenly exploded at the Slytherin table, causing a commotion.

Malfoy, who was talking excitedly, was covering his mouth and coughing dryly at this moment, and his whole body was covered in a layer of pitch black, which made the two people around him feel unlucky.

After the hall fell into a brief dead silence, there was a burst of laughter soon.

The three looked at the three who left angrily, exchanged glances, and showed a happy smile.

"Good morning Harry."

Fred sat down next to Harry and greeted Harry with a smile, "What's the matter with Ron?"

"He's just a little nervous," said Harry resignedly.

"I can't play at all," Ron said blankly.

"What a disgrace to us."

"The mental quality is poor." George picked up a piece of bread and said, "Maybe you should experience more experience. I suggest you get up at night and play hide-and-seek with Filch."

"Or, you should go to the Forbidden Forest to play with those big spiders, where you can exercise your mental quality." Fred took the orange marmalade and began to spread it on the bread slices.

"Can't you just say a few words less?" Ginny stared at Fred, George and Lee Jordan dissatisfied.

"They're just making excuses for breaking the school rules." Hermione glared at Fred and George dissatisfied.

"His appearance is completely lack of training." Li Qiaodan interjected, "He should have a strong psychological quality and a thick enough face like us."

"You are the only one with a thick skin." Fred looked as if he wanted to draw a line with Lee Jordan.

"Ginny, how do you feel about the trial training?" George quickly changed the subject.

"It's okay. I'm going to sign up next year. It just so happens that after Angelina and Alia graduate, the Chaser position will be vacant." Ginny is very confident in her skills.

"That's good." George took out a bottle of pumpkin juice from his pocket, and said to Harry with a smile, "This is a good thing I got from Albert."

"A bottle of pumpkin juice?" Hermione asked with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"Pumpkin juice that will bring us victory," added Fred.

"Could there be something added to it?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"That's not allowed, Hermione." George said to Harry sideways, "I remember you have a tranquilizer there, give Ron some to calm him down, he doesn't look like this Can't play the game."

"I almost forgot about this thing." Harry took out the tranquilizer he was carrying with him from his pocket, and poured out two tranquilizers from it.

Under normal circumstances, one pill is enough, but depending on Ron's situation, two pills may be safer.

Hermione was a little speechless. She found that Harry seemed to be addicted to sedatives recently, and she often saw him take out the medicine bottle to give herself a pill.

"Come on, Ron, take the tranquilizer and you won't be nervous." Harry handed the pill to Ron.

"Take this together by the way." Li Qiaodan took out two medicine bottles from his pocket, poured out a pill from them and handed it to Ron.

"What is this?"

"Vitality tonic." George signaled Lee Jordan to give Harry a pill as well. "We estimate that Ron's poor mental quality will be so nervous that he can't even eat, so we specially prepared good things for him."

"Will this thing violate the rules?" Hermione asked curiously, she found that Albert had made a lot of candies with such weird effects.

"Of course not, let alone we don't eat during the game." George reminded.

"Come on Ron, eat this thing."

Ron stared blankly at the pills Harry handed over, hesitated for a moment, stuffed them into his mouth and swallowed them.

The effect of the medicine is quite remarkable, and the slightly pale face looks better, but the whole person still looks a little dazed.

"Feeling better?"

Harry looked at his medicine, and then at Ron's reaction. In the past, he could calm down quickly after taking one pill. Why did Ron take two pills and the effect didn't seem to be very good? The tranquilizer Eun takes seems counterfeit.

"Better," Ron muttered.

"After everyone is ready," Angelina looked at the Slytherin table in disgust, and said to Harry and the others, "We'd better go to the stadium directly, and don't fall for some people's schemes."

"We'll be there in a while," Harry followed Angelina's gaze, nodded and said, "Ron needs to have some breakfast, he will have a physical competition later."

"I'm nothing but trash."

"Don't worry, Albert is the best at using waste." George looked at Ron's appearance and said to Harry, "Give him a few more tranquilizers, and give him more vitality tonic. I guess I can't eat anything else."

"Is it really okay?" Hermione was a little worried about Ron's situation.

"Of course."

Slytherin House obviously didn't intend to give the other party a chance to slip away, and had already started humming the song "Weasley is our king". Ron, who had just recovered some blood, turned even paler.

"Ignore them." Angelina yelled, "Beat them, swell their faces with facts, and shut them up completely."

"Then go over there and eat again. Let's go. There's no need to worry about them. They're all defeated." Harry picked up a few pieces of bread from the table and stuffed them into his pocket. Ron walked outside, he was going to give Ron a few more sedatives later.

Fred and George are right, Ron's psychological quality is indeed a bit bad.

Looking at the backs of several people leaving, Hermione said with disgust on her face, "You guys are so disgusting."

Hermione walked away annoyed.

She knew that Ron was not that bad, as long as he could overcome his stage fright, he would definitely be able to fulfill his responsibilities as a goalkeeper.

"Don't use tricks that don't make it to the table, let's make a bet." George looked at the Slytherin team members and said with a smile, "Twenty Galleons, just bet on your academy team to win the game." , I don’t think anyone will think that their academy team will lose.”

"This is really a brilliant idea. If you win, you can use the opponent's Galleon to hold a celebration banquet. I don't think there is anything more pleasant than this." Fred echoed, "How about it, let's gamble Is it? Or are you afraid?"

"How can we be sure that you will not go back on your word?"

Mengtai squinted his eyes, he smelled a strong smell of conspiracy, but if the other party brought it up, there must be nothing good, but if he didn't agree, it would be equivalent to admitting cowardice, and he would directly make him the captain unable to step down .

However, twenty galleons is a lot of money for most students, and he doesn't want to lose a lot of pocket money.

"We can give Garen to someone in advance to ensure that the winner can get the money." The malice on George's face became more obvious, "Just Diggory, he has a good reputation and can guarantee the winner Can get Galleons."

Speaking, Lee Jordan turned his head and said to the Gryffindor students behind him, "Whoever wants to participate, we will pay for the part that is not enough."

There are quite a few students who paid for the reason, as Fred said, there is nothing more enjoyable than having a celebratory banquet with a nasty Gallon~IndoMTL.com~ The most important thing is yourself anyway You don't need to spend a lot of money, and you can still disgust those annoying people in Slytherin House.

As for failure, they have never lost to Slytherin, not to mention, the Weasley brothers are not afraid of failure, they are afraid of shit.

Looking at the Gryffindor students who actively signed up, Montague's face became more and more ugly. He turned his head to discuss with other team members, and shouted after a while, "Whoever participates, the team will make up for the shortage."

No matter what, you have to follow, at least you can't lose in terms of momentum, not to mention no one thinks they will lose, at least the Slytherin team will not.

Providing you with the fastest update on your days at Hogwarts, Chapter 1023 It's time to take your medicine for free reading.

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