Chapter 503 Ron's Dress Robe

"Since the Sorcerer's Stone left by Gryffindor is with the centaur!" Hearing this topic, Harry also raised his head and said with interest, "then the other three founders may also be near Hogwarts, I know There are mermaids in the lake, Ivan, you also said before..."

"It's really worth investigating!" Ivan nodded.

Not surprisingly, the Ravenclaw piece is in the hands of the mermaid in the lake.

Come to think of it, the reminder she left was: Beautiful Ravenclaw, from the peaceful riverside! She thinks the smartest mind should be rewarded! The key to the treasure is an intellect that will be passed down forever in her allies who are equally astute!

Apart from the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest, the only intelligent populations near Hogwarts are the mermaid clan living in the lake.

Mermaids are a highly intelligent non-human magical race, and their long history even exceeds that of centaurs.

All over the world, there are legends of mermaids, and they often appear in fairy tales.

Unlike the proud centaurs, mermaids have frequent contacts with wizards.

Although the exact origin is unknown, they have long been indispensable allies of Hogwarts Castle.

No matter from which angle you look at it, it satisfies the hints left by Ravenclaw.

Aiwen has always wanted to investigate in the lake and try to get in touch with the mermaids, but he doesn't know the language of the mermaids, so he has no way to communicate with them.

It seems that this semester should include this aspect in the study plan.

"This thing is really good!" Harry said, returning the cloth bag to Ivan, "I want one too, but it doesn't seem to be useful, and I don't always carry a lot of books and materials with me like you , but good for broomsticks, sweets and clothes."

He also said a little less, this cloth bag can actually be used to hide things.

Elaine's cute underwear was mixed by Ivan in his underwear. He originally planned to burn it directly, but it didn't seem good to do that. Ivan can only save this trouble and return it to Elaine when he finds a chance in the future. Ryan.

There was nothing wrong with showing the bag to Harry, since he couldn't rummage through his own clothes anyway, and probably wouldn't recognize a girl's underwear.

Harry was inexperienced, but if it was Hermione who killed Ivan, he wouldn't dare to just hand over the bag to her.

Ivan continued to bow his head to sort out the books, and Harry began to pack his things, struggling to fold his underwear and put them in the cauldron.

Just then they heard Ron yelling in disgust from behind.

"What the hell is this?" he exclaimed,

Ivan and Harry turned their heads and saw something in his hand. It looked like a maroon velvet dress with moldy ruffles on the neckline and matching lace on the cuffs. .

Everyone stared at the ugly velvet dress and studied its use.

Mrs. Weasley came in, holding in her arms the Hogwarts school robes that the three had just washed and ironed.

"Here for you," she said, dividing the robes into three piles. "Now, remember to put them neatly when you pack them, and don't let them wrinkle."

"Mum, you gave me Ginny's new dress," said Ron, handing her the dress.

"How could I be mistaken!" said Mrs. Weasley. "This is for you, dress robes."

"What?" said Ron, looking terrified.

"Dress robes!" Mrs. Weasley said again. "The list issued by your school says that you should prepare dress robes this year, which are robes for formal occasions."

"You must be joking," said Ron in disbelief. "I'd never wear something like that, never!"

"Everyone's gotta wear it, Ron!" said Mrs. Weasley angrily. "Those are the clothes! Your father has a few of them too, for decent parties!"

"I'd rather be naked than wear it," said Ron stubbornly.

"Don't be stupid," said Mrs. Weasley, "you must have a dress robe, it's on your list! I also bought one for Harry and Ivan, and showed him... .”

Ivan glanced at his clothes, and there was also a black dress robe inside.

But there was no lace on it, and it looked like his school robe, but the color was sky blue instead of black.

Beside him, Harry was also holding a dark green robe of the same style.

"These two dresses are very suitable for you, my dear." Mrs. Weasley said lovingly. "Irwin's color matches his appearance very well, and it will attract the attention of many girls. This one for Harry, I think it It will set off the color of your eyes more beautifully."

Ron looked at Ivan and Harry's robes, and said angrily, "Why can't I have one like this?"

"Because...well, Ron, I'll have to buy you second-hand, so there won't be much choice!" said Mrs. Weasley, blushing.

There was an awkward silence in the air, and no one spoke.

With so many children, the Weasleys have been struggling to keep up with their expenses.

Ginny's school uniform robe was sponsored by Aiwen at that time.

He wouldn't suggest continuing to sponsor a dress robe for Ron, but Mrs Weasley certainly wouldn't accept it.

Fred and George have made some Galleons recently, but they won't be used by Ron.

They need to purchase raw materials for new products, expand production, and even rent a shop by themselves. In this way, the money is actually not much.

Also, couldn't take it out, or be discovered by Mrs. Weasley, couldn't let her know that they were still working on a hoax product.

All the Galleons that were discovered last time were confiscated by Mrs. Weasley and returned to Ivan.

Besides, the twins have been worrying a lot recently.

They've been writing to Ludo Bagman, urging him to give them back the bet he won from the previous Quidditch World Cup, but the letters have all gone to nothing.

Bagman wasn't going to pay back the money, and Fred and George couldn't really go to the Ministry of Magic to ask for money.

"I don't care, I will never wear this kind of clothes," Ron said stubbornly after a long time, "Never!"

"Okay!" Seeing Ron's appearance, Mrs. Weasley seemed to be really angry, and retorted sternly, "Then you can be naked, Ivan, Harry, don't forget to take a picture of him Photos. By God, I could have a good laugh."

She walked out of the room and closed the door hard.

Click, click, there was a strange sound behind them, the piglet got stuck in the throat with an oversized owl food.

"It's not fair, why are my things all junk!" Ron said angrily, striding over to open the pig's mouth.

Ivan and Harry looked at each other cautiously, not knowing how to persuade Ron. (To be continued.)