Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 873: Why haven’t you been poked to death?

　　 For a long time, Ron rarely came to the library on his own initiative. Perhaps it was the discovery of this that Troyer would often stay in the library to minimize the possibility of accidentally bumping into Ron.

　　 However, seldom coming does not mean that he will not come in this life. As long as the two of them are still at Hogwarts school, they will meet sooner or later.

　　 No, Troyer had just passed by the aisle of the bookshelf. Before he even noticed Ron, Ron saw him at first glance.

　　 "Wait—"

　　 Troyer, who didn't know what was going on, suddenly felt his wrist tighten, and then he was caught. After a brief consternation, he hurriedly stepped aside two steps, holding the palm of his right wrist with his left hand, looking very flustered.

　　 "Don't... let go of... me."

　　Troyer is too thin and has little strength since he was a child, so how could he be able to break free. What's more, since Ron subconsciously pulled him, he didn't mean to let go.

　　"Troyer? Troyer...it's me, Ron Weasley!"

　　 Ron himself doesn't know what his mood is now. To be precise, his head is completely messed up right now.

　　 What is the importance of considering from the other side's standpoint, what to consider for others, what is the importance of reason-at this time, he has no room to think about problems at all.

　　 After all, the situation he is encountering now can't be solved with rational intelligence!

　　 "Troyer, calm down... listen to me!" Ron grasped the slender arm firmly, trying to calm himself down, "Look, I think we need to talk. What do you think?"

　　 "No, please let me go..."

　　 Troyer seems to be struggling a little less, but he still doesn't stop pulling his arm back.

　　 "I know... it's you, Mr. Weasley..."

　　 Maybe it's because he has rarely communicated with people since he was a child. He speaks very quietly, and he speaks intermittently and the vocabulary is quite fragmented.

　　 But you know, this is the result of his very hard work. If Ron was not holding his wrist at this moment, only his family could let him speak.

　　"...but, I'm sorry...we still don't...don't talk about it."

　　 Looking at the timid appearance he tried to hide his face behind, coupled with his female wizard robe with a skirt, Ron's awkwardness became stronger and stronger.

　　 But even so, Ron knew he had to seize this opportunity.

　　 In fact, he himself stretched out his hand on impulse. If he did this again, even if he had a chance to grab this thin arm, he might not be able to convince himself of the entanglement in his heart.

　　 "You have to tell me...why?"

　　Ron breathed repeatedly, the air between his mouth and nose filled with the smell of ink and parchment, as if this scent could make him try to suppress the embarrassment a little bit.

　　 "I already know everything about you...yes, all. Thank you for loving my "Witcher's Guide to Chess"... So why can't we sit down and talk about it? We have to... …Uh, make some things clear."

　　 Hearing Ron mentioning the wizard war chess, Troyer's attempt to open his palm finally stopped. But seeing his thin lips pursed lightly, he dropped his left hand and stood still.

　　His face is the only one, and he is still leaning to the other side, not even daring to turn his head and look at it.

　　 Yes, the distance between the two of them is just an arm's length away, which is really too close for Troyer!

　　 At the same time, Ron on the other side didn't know where to start after seeing him fall silent.

　　 About ten seconds later, Troyer's mouth suddenly moved slightly.

　　"...Can you please... let me go? I won't run away..."

　　 "Oh!"

　　 After his reminder, Ron just awakened from a dream, and suddenly withdrew the hand that was still on the opponent's wrist.

　　 "Uh... sorry! Then we... why don't we go there and sit for a while?"

　　 Ron said, pointing to the small reading table located deeper in the library area. The light there is not very good, and it can’t accommodate too many people, so there are generally not many students who go there to read and do homework.

　　 Of course, sometimes when you need to read some higher-level magic books, you have to go there and read them alone. Because in this Hogwarts library, there are many books or magic notes that are easy to affect others.

　　While Ron took the lead to go there, he looked back from time to time to make sure that Troyer had a remorse and slipped away.

　　 Fortunately, it seems that this time the other party finally has no idea of ​​escaping—oh, at least it doesn’t seem to exist yet.

　　"Please sit down!"

　　 Ron first helped Troyer pull out a chair, then walked over to the small table and sat down.

　　 After Troyer also moved to the back chair, he continued:

　　 "You heard it just now—yes, I've heard a lot about you. To be honest, I don't have the same experience as you, so it may be difficult to understand what you think...but..."

　　 When he wanted to say something, Ron was gradually troubled by his vocabulary, so that he couldn't express his meaning well.

　　 But, at the moment when he was short of words and hopeless, Troyer's hand suddenly clenched.

　　 "Stop talking..." he said dumbly, "I understand, I understand... I know that this and this'state' of mine is unreasonable. I'm sorry, Mr. Weasley... You are Yes, forget all this! You should...enjoy a better life and embrace the real, girl...not like me..."

　　 At this point, Troyer suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Ron's face for the first time.

　　 "I can feel your kindness, you are afraid of hurting me. But, really... you don't have to force yourself to understand my thoughts, you just need to stand up and walk away... live your own life That's it."

　　 Troyer pursed his dry lips again, his eye sockets looked a little moist.

　　 "Mr. Weasley, as long as you have a happy and happy life, I will... be fine."

　　After finishing these words, he seemed to realize what he was talking about, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands.

　　 Ron listened to Troyer's heartfelt words in a daze, and suddenly felt that the guilt in his heart deepened. He opened his mouth several times, but he still couldn't say a word.

　　 such a genuine "rejection", I'm afraid it's hard not to be moved if anyone changes casually.

　　 Seriously, at that moment, there was only one sentence left in Ron's mind-if he was indeed a girl, that would be great!

　　 As he grows older, Ron understands more and more that it is really difficult and difficult to find a girl who loves him wholeheartedly.

　　 However, he is a man.

　　 took a deep breath, and Ron forced a slightly stiff smile.

　　 "No, this... how do you say?" He hesitated, "This state is indeed'unreasonable', but it cannot be said to be wrong... Someone once said a word, he Say,'There are always contradictions in this world, so everything that exists can be reasonable'."

　　Of course it was Maca who said this sentence, after all, he himself is completely an "unreasonable" existence.

　　Unexpectedly, when Troyer heard him say this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

　　 "Speaking like this--" He was surprised and delighted, and suddenly grabbed Ron's hand on the table, "Mr. Weasley, are you really willing to accept me? I... Isn't... dreaming?"

　　 "Oh, this..."

　　 Ron was so grabbed by him, his upper body shrank back abruptly, but he didn't dare to move his hands at all.

　　 "No, no...oh, I mean, maybe I...or prefer...girls?"

　　 He didn't know why he would end it with a questioning tone, but he knew that he should use such a relaxed way to express his thoughts.

　　 I should say it clearly, but worry about the feeling that someone is accidentally irritating the other person too much. It’s great... Oh no, it’s terrible!

　　 Ron began to feel that he couldn't go on like this, or he would become strange sooner or later.

　　 "Ahem--"

　　 He coughed dryly, then carefully pulled his hands out of the opponent's. The real touch of skin rubbing made the roots of two people's ears red at the same time.

　　 "He's a man...he's a man..." Ron repeated this many times in his heart before forcing himself to erase the delicate feeling from his mind~IndoMTL.com~ I'm sorry," he waved away the residual temperature on the back of his hand with the gesture of gestures. "What I said just now may have caused you a little misunderstanding... Actually I want to say that you should be brave. This way, I will find someone better than me...er,'boyfriend'. "

　　"Don’t think this is a bad state of mind. Be confident! I believe you are fine!"

　　"But...well, I really only like girls. So we can be friends—very good friends, we can play Wizards of War together...but I’m sorry, I can’t be Your...your boyfriend?"

　　Ron only felt that the effort it took to say the last word was more difficult than writing a whole week of essays on the history of magic.

　　 But fortunately, he finally said it.

　　 However, Ron did not expect that when he saw a glimmer of "liberation" hope from Troyer's face, a nightmare voice flicked over his ears very loudly.

　　"This is...oh! Are you finally together!"

　　 Ron turned his head slowly with a vague expression, and blinked at the person who had walked behind him abruptly.

　　 "Harry, why haven't you been stabbed to death by that broken sword?"

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