Chapter 664 "Breaking Up"

"Oh well, come in, come in, he was really hit very badly." Horace Slughorn said, turning sideways, "I have the necessities in my chest, and the love potion is not a difficult potion ..."

The instant Horace Slughorn turned sideways, Ron burst into Horace Slughorn's overcrowded study, tripping over a tasseled ottoman, until Grab Harry's neck to keep his balance.

Ron muttered, "She's not here. She's not here?"

"She's not here anymore," said Harry, noticing that Horace had opened his potion chest and added something to a small crystal vial.

"She has already left, let's drink some tonic first." Harry added.

"Nice!" said Ron eagerly. "How do I look now?"

"Very handsome!" Horace Slughorn said calmly, and he handed Ron the vial of clear liquid, "Drink it now, it's a tonic of courage, and it will keep you safe when she comes. It's time to stay calm, you know."

"Great!" Ron said eagerly, swallowing the antidote in one gulp.

Harry and Slugger looked at Ron, and after a while, very slowly, Ron relaxed with a smile that was no longer terribly panicked.

"Normal?" Harry asked with a smile, and Horace Slughorn chuckled too. "Thank you very much, Professor."

"You're welcome, my boy, you're welcome," Horace Slughorn said, and Ron collapsed on the sofa next to him, sunk in, looking awful.

"Oh come on, let me see" Horace Slughorn got up from the dispensing table and walked to his desk, and he picked up a can of drink from his cluttered table, "ah Ha, I knew it, I have a completely unopened bottle of Butterbeer right here!"

Horace Slughorn shrugged and went on, "Weasley must not miss this! Why don't we open him now to celebrate Mr. Weasley's birthday? Nothing takes a superpower like driving away the pain of a broken relationship." Courage...and a warm Butterbeer is just the thing for Mr Weasley!"

Horace Slughorn drew his wand and tapped the butterbeer bottle.

The beer bottle warmed up quickly.

"Here!" said Horace Slughorn, handing Harry and Ron each a glass of mead, holding his own glass aloft. "There, happy birthday, Ralph—"

"—er—yes, it's Ron," Harry reminded in a low voice, but Ron, who didn't seem to hear, had already poured the wine into his mouth and swallowed it.

"Huh!" After drinking a glass of butter beer, Ron's face seemed to become much ruddy.

"Ton ton ton—"

Immediately afterwards, Ron picked up another butterbeer and poured himself a glass, and then downed it all.

"Huh—" Ron let out a long breath.

"I felt terrible just now," said Ron.

"You just took the love potion," said Harry. "The very strong kind."

Harry added.

"Oh well, well, I, I have no memory at all," said Ron.

"You have no memory at all?" Harry asked.

"No more," said Ron, pouring himself another glass of butterbeer. "What's the matter?"

"Oh no, nothing," said Harry.

Harry thought for a while, but in the end he didn't say the "ugly girl" that Ron yelled at Lavender Brown. They fought coldly for a few days, and Harry felt that it was definitely a relief and a gift to his eyes and ears.

"Okay, okay, if your problem is solved, I think you should probably go to your Apparition class this morning." Horace Slughorn looked at Ron, "ton, ton, ton." After downing all the remaining butter beer in the bottle in his hand, he yawned and began to order to evict the guests.

"I'm an old man, I'm going to go back to sleep again. After all, I'm not you young people, I have to keep enough sleep. Ha."

Horace Slughorn yawned as he spoke.

"Well, well, goodbye, Professor." Harry's inner greeting said, "Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome, Harry, you're welcome. Goodbye." Horace Slughorn yawned again. "Okay, you guys go to class, and I'll go back and catch up on sleep."

"What?" George was taken aback. "You were given a love potion?"

"Well," Ron replied distressedly but fortunately, "This was supposed to be the love potion that Romilda gave Harry. I ate it as a birthday present."

Ron's words became softer as they went further.

"Hahahahahaha!" Before Ron could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Fred's burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha. I, I, I just said it." George also laughed, "No one will give our baby Ronnie a love potion!"

"You! You're talking nonsense!" Ron retorted with a blushing face, "I, I, I have a girlfriend too!"

"Hehehe" Ginny also laughed lightly, "But it will be gone soon!"

"What do you mean?" Ron asked puzzled.

"Did you forget what you said to Lavender Brown while you were drinking the love potion?" Ginny asked back.

"What?" Ron asked back.

In the morning, because Ron had just lifted the control of the love potion and then drank more than half a bottle of butterbeer, Tierra and the Ministry of Magic officials who taught the Apparition class agreed that it was not suitable to continue learning Apparation, so he was dismissed. Forced to rest in the dormitory all morning.

"Oh, my Merlin, you really don't remember." Ginny patted her forehead exaggeratedly.

"What?" Ron finally became a little impatient, "What the hell?"

"You yelled at Lavender Brown," Ginny said.

"You still call her a bitch," Ginny said again.

"What?" Ron's face suddenly turned pale.

"Lavender has been muttering in Apparation class. She looks pissed. She said you called her a bitch when you came out of the dormitory and told her to fuck off. She said she was pissed." Ginny He stretched out his little finger and picked his ears, "I think my ears are about to callus."

"She said she was going to break up with me?" said Ron overjoyed. "Oh, thanks Merlin, that's great, I've had enough of her, I just don't know how to say it."

"She was like that at first," Ginny said, "but after one lunch, she somehow found out about you taking the love potion, and started talking about 'little Ronnie' again."

I'm really sorry everyone, the little tutor who took me was at home for a month because of the epidemic, and now he stares at me every day and asks me to do experiments until 10:30 in the evening, so I really don't have much time to code words. Excuse me.