Chapter 1602 Courtyard Chat

"Oh! Is that you? You are that... that..."

When Ron was the first to notice a chubby figure coming out from the other side of the courtyard, although he couldn't immediately remember the name of the other person, he immediately realized that this fat man had seen him at Hogwarts before.

"Noah," the fat man happily greeted several peers gathered here, and then nodded to Ron, "Noah Hohenheim... yes, I remember you, you are Harry Potter, right?"

"No! No, no...Harry is not a redhead!" Ron quickly waved his hand, "I am Ron Weiss—ah! I remembered, you are the son of the master alchemist Alisandro !"

When Fatty Noah heard this, he couldn't help curling his lips awkwardly.

"You're right, that's my dad..." He shrugged. "But you know, I don't usually introduce myself to others like this—I am me, so I don't need to bring my dad."

Noah's father is also a well-known contemporary figure, and his family's ancestor is a generation of wizards in the history of alchemy, and even the Muggle world has recorded him in historical documents.

And being a descendant of a family of outstanding talents has both advantages and disadvantages-the advantage is naturally a rich family and a comfortable life; as for the disadvantages, if you have no ability and talent, then the huge family reputation and huge resources, It can become a huge burden that can crush a person several times.

Noah in the past was actually a mediocre person who never saw the potential in their "old business". Even though his father never asked him to do anything, as long as he went out to meet people, he would still be compared with his father again and again.

To be honest, Noah has not tried hard.

When he was a child, he was far from being as fat as he is now. Once upon a time, he was also a child who regarded his father as his role model and goal.

Unfortunately, in terms of alchemy, talent is often the foundation. If you don't have a certain talent base, even getting started will be a huge problem.

However, until now, the facts have proved that Noah is still talented, and the talent is not small! It's just that no one can figure out whether his talent is due to "alchemy" or his "good luck".

"Anyway, just call me Noah!"

After receiving part of Nicole Flamel's inheritance, the fat man probably hasn't fully recovered from it.

So I still hate that when others talk about themselves, they must talk about their father.

But to be honest, at least on Maca and Fort Blois, the feeling of being compared with his father and ancestors is obviously much smaller. After all, even if the great ancestor came back then, it seemed that he might not be able to stand firmly in front of Maca and his Uncle Bulova.

This kind of feeling that I don't even need to make comparisons makes Noah feel very relaxed.

On the other hand, Ron, who had become much more sensitive to other people's mood changes, obviously soon realized that he might have said the wrong thing.

"Oh, sorry! Noah," he said, patting the other's thick arm, "trust me, I can understand how you feel—even most of us here! Where's the old classmate called 'Maca McLean'?"

"Well," the fat man couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard this, "After hearing what you said, I immediately felt that you guys are much worse than me!"

"Hey, who says it's not?" Ron smiled bitterly, and then waved his hands casually, "But it's actually okay, after all, you have to understand that once the gap is so big that you can't even imagine it, What jealousy, low self-esteem, loss, pain... don't matter at all!"

When Ron said this, Neville on the side seemed to have other ideas, so he couldn't help but interrupt:

"Don't say that! Ron, there is definitely no need for jealousy or anything, but you can't slack off where you should work hard, right? There are some things I know-the learning and training you have done to yourself , but there is no need for others to be less!"

"Well, maybe!"

Ron didn't seem to want to talk about this at all, so he made a perfunctory sentence, and then pulled Noah to plan to take a stroll in the courtyard with him.

To be honest, due to Willie's continuous cultivation and care at home these days, the once wide inner square has completely become a huge botanical garden, which is indeed very worthwhile for people to visit.

However, the reason why Ron suddenly pulled Noah, the fat man, obviously didn't seem to be quietly admiring the various magical plants.

"Ron... oh, I'll just call you that, I hope you don't mind."

Out of politeness, the fat man still said that, although he obviously didn't take it seriously.

"I want to ask, why did you take me out of there in such a hurry just now? I haven't had time to say hello to other people!"

"That's why," Ron pointed to his mouth, "didn't you see that? When we were talking just now, no one came to talk to us except Neville. In fact, everyone is actually in the mood right now. Neither are good."

After Noah heard it, he quickly touched his fat chin thoughtfully and nodded.

"It's understandable," he lowered his voice slightly, "this time you're going head-to-head with Haierbo's army of the dead, and even a person like me who doesn't care much about current affairs has learned a lot, so it's obvious that this matter is very troublesome. How big it must be! According to past historical experience, such a large-scale confrontation can be regarded as a real 'magic war'!"

"Well, yes! It must be admitted that there are factors in this aspect, and it must not be said less." Ron looked at the hedge next to the green path and said as he walked, "However, the worst thing to say is Yes, but nothing more than something happened to a precious companion...even died on the battlefield."

"Oh...you work hard, it will get better!"

Noah listened, and couldn't help wrapping his fat arms around Ron's shoulders, leaning his body directly against him, as if trying to comfort him.

After noticing Ron's struggle, he hurriedly let go of him and said:

"I'm sorry... Oh, by the way, who exactly happened? Did I see it when I was at Hogwarts?"

"Well," Ron thought for a while, then nodded slightly, "You have been following Maca all the time, I think you must have seen it——Luna Lovegood, do you have any impression?"

Hearing Ron report Luna's life, Noah was stunned.

"Lovegood... oh, it's Maca's little girlfriend, right?"