Chapter 1500 Fall in Love with You Like This

Harry searched carefully, strangely, Malfoy was not in Slytherin's dormitory in the morning, not in the bathroom, nor was he having breakfast at the Slytherin table in the auditorium, let alone Slytherin who was sitting in the office. Next to Nep. Well, there is no school hospital either. Where is he?

Malfoy disappeared again, and this was the first time, and Harry finally gave up looking for it dejectedly.

You should talk to Ivan about this matter, and tell him intuitively what Ivan knows.

"By the way, Ron, Ivan and Hermione's presents are not in there. They will give you a surprise in person later." He said, suddenly thinking that he should also take out the presents at breakfast later .

"Well, surprises, I see, I like surprises." Ron said vaguely, holding up a box of chocolate cauldrons, "Would you like it?"

"No." Harry glanced up, noticed that Neville had gone out, and said, "Malfoy's gone again!"

"Impossible." Ron stuffed the second chocolate cauldron into his mouth, slipped off the bed and began to dress, "It's impossible for him to leave the castle, well, hurry up, I can't wait to see Ivan And Hermione gave me a surprise, what will they give me? Ivan is quite rich, so it shouldn't be bad."

He changed his pajamas in twos and picked up a third chocolate cauldron.

"Hey, who sent this thing, it tastes really good..."

"Hey, let's go, we have Apparition class in a while." Harry tapped the map with his wand and read, "The prank is over!"

When he got dressed and walked to the door of the dormitory, he found that Ron hadn't moved yet, but was leaning on the bedpost, holding a half-eaten chocolate cauldron in his hand, staring at the window washed by rain, with a kind of expression on his face Weird blank look.

"Ron, hurry up and go to breakfast."

"I'm not hungry and don't want to go."

"What?" Harry stared at him, "Didn't you just say that you wanted to go down to see the birthday present Ivan and Hermione gave you?"

"Birthday gifts? I don't really care much about these." Ron sighed. "It's meaningless, it doesn't matter."

"Are you all right?" Harry eyed him suspiciously.

"No problem, I feel fine now." Ron sighed again, "You...you don't understand!"

The dialogue didn't quite match up at all, and Harry looked at Ron with increasing doubts, not knowing what was going on with him.

After a short silence, Ron suddenly called out, "Harry!"

"What?"

"Harry, I can't stand it!"

"What can't you stand?" Harry asked in surprise, seeing that Ron was very pale, as if he was going to be sick.

"I can't think of her!" said Ron hoarsely.

"Miss her? Who is it?" Harry was dumbfounded, and soon realized that Ron might be talking about Lavender.

To be honest, he hadn't expected it at all, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to hear it or not.

Ron has had a little conflict with Lavender recently, but this is not the first time. Ron has had conflicts with many people. Except for Elaine who refused to forgive him, he ended up being good with everyone As before, so he and Ravenco will definitely reconcile.

Perhaps seeing the birthday gift Lavender gave him, Ron's heart softened and he wanted to get back together again!

But what is this, getting nervous early in the morning? !

While Harry and Ron are friends, Ron will have to take a tough stance if he starts calling Lavender "La-La".

It was too embarrassing that he had to end the subject.

"I know you miss her a lot," said Harry, trying to inject some normality into the matter and calm Ron down first. "That doesn't stop you from having breakfast, does it? After you've had breakfast, you can go and she says……"

"But I don't think she knows I exist." Ron said, waving his hands in despair.

"What? Of course she knows you exist." Harry was confused by him, "Don't you guys kiss often? It's been more than a year, and I've seen it countless times. What do you mean you don't know your existence? Wait. , how do you want her to know, could it be..."

He stopped abruptly, feeling as if Ron wanted to talk to him about something that was not appropriate for boys.

Is this appropriate? At this time and on this occasion, is it really appropriate to say these things?

Besides, Harry didn't want to hear it, he didn't want to discuss with Ron how to perceive "existence" more deeply.

"Listen, Ron, I know you are an adult, an adult, as long as she doesn't object, I, as your best friend, support all your ideas and practices, and support you to take that step, but we must Going to have breakfast." Harry took a deep breath and said, "Now, hurry up."

Ron still didn't respond, just blinked in surprise.

"Who are you talking about?"

"Who are you talking about?" said Harry, feeling more and more that the conversation had completely lost its mind.

What the hell is Ron trying to do? Is it interesting to expand on this topic? !

It's just that we must communicate, and discuss it in bed before going to bed at night, Harry thinks it won't be so awkward.

Harry looked around, but there was no one else in the bedroom except the two of them.

Since Ron's head is cramped and he wants to say it now, let's talk about it, who told him to celebrate his birthday today.

"Well, Ron, I think you and La..."

"It's Rami DaVine!" said Ron softly, interrupting Harry.

His whole face was illuminated, as if illuminated by a ray of the purest sunlight.

"I can't stop myself from thinking about her!"

The two looked at each other for almost a minute, definitely a minute, before Harry said, "It was a joke, wasn't it? You were kidding."

"No, I think... Harry, I think I love her," said Ron in a strange voice. "I'm hopelessly in love with her."

Harry's eyes widened, this guy is really hopeless!

Falling in love with Romy Davani, what the hell is this, does Ron know what he's talking about!

"Okay, okay, Ron!" Harry said, approaching Ron, carefully studying his dull eyes and pale face, "Okay, you're sure you're not joking with me, this joke is a bit It's not funny either, you say it again seriously."

"I love her!" said Ron breathlessly. "Did you see her hair? It was black and shiny like satin. And her eyes? Her big black eyes, oh, So beautiful, so charming, so lovely, and her..."

"Fine, this topic is kind of funny now!" said Harry impatiently. "Romeda Vanni looks like a miniature troll. Is that your aesthetic? End of the joke, Ron." ,Stop it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit hard on the right ear.

Harry shook his head twice, looked up to see that Ron had just retracted his fist, his face was contorted with anger, and he was about to hit him again.

Crazy, absolutely crazy!

Then, before Harry could react, Ron's fist swung at him again, another blow...