Chapter 901 Changes Brought About by the Prefect

Ron originally wanted a broomstick, but Ivan said that everyone would have one if they bought one.

He has seen the design drawings drawn by Hermione and Ginny. The new broom they made is darker, thicker and much larger than the mainstream brooms on the market. It seems unreliable, but Aiwen guarantees that after using the new design concept , the speed is not much worse than the Firebolt.

In this case, he can ask his mother to buy him other gifts, too expensive ones will definitely not work, but he can try his best to fight for it.

A beautiful new gown is a good choice. Ron didn't want to be as embarrassed as he was at the Christmas ball last year. He wore a lace gown. Now that he has become a prefect, he will definitely attend many formal occasions like this in the future. Prepare early.

Or the package that can hold items like the one Ivan carries is also good, Ron has wanted one for a long time.

Although it can be made by using the Untraceable Stretching Mantra, the effect is definitely much worse than the specially sold ones.

Also, he wanted to join the Gryffindor Quidditch team, so a set of protective gear and broom maintenance tools were necessary.

The House Quidditch team would certainly be recruiting after Wood and the others graduated.

Ron wasn't sure if he'd make it in, but since he was a prefect, it shouldn't be a problem, and he wasn't bad at flying...

In short, Ron felt that he needed too many things!

Instead of using second-hand goods replaced by others, it is a brand new thing that belongs to him. It is exciting to think about it.

Others were not interested in paying attention to what gift Ron wanted. Their minds were still on the great news that Mrs. Weasley had just said, and their hearts were as curious as being tickled by a kitten!

What was it that made Mrs. Weasley so excited?

What Dumbledore deliberately sought from the school board, does Professor McGonagall need to come and announce?

Moreover, this kind of thing seems to be related to a famous wizard more than three hundred years ago.

"I'd rather know what Mama said than Ron being a prefect," Fred said.

"Give up, she will definitely not tell us." George continued, "They kept the Triwizard Tournament last summer from us for a whole summer vacation, and they didn't find out until after school started..."

"Ivan, do you have any information there?" Harry asked hopefully.

Ivan can always know a lot of things they don't know, and Dumbledore and the others don't hide it from him.

"No, I don't even know this time." Ivan said, thinking hard about it.

"If it's in the library, we can find out what happened to Hogwarts over the past three hundred years, and what Mrs. Weasley said about the wizard, what he did, it must be recorded in the book." Hermione explain.

No matter what it is, it probably won't affect her joy of becoming a prefect.

Hermione's heart was beating fast, and now she suddenly wanted to sneak out with Ivan and share this joy alone...

"I see, I'll see you later, little Ronnie, Prefect! Don't forget to pack your boxes, Prefect! Oh, I'm so happy!" Mrs. Weasley kissed Ron on the cheek again. He took a sip, sniffed loudly, and hurried out of the room.

Fred and George exchanged glances, with identical smirks on their faces at the same time.

"You don't mind if we don't kiss you, Ronnie?" asked Fred in a voice of mock trepidation.

"We can curtsey if you want," said George.

"Shut up!" said Ron, glaring at them angrily.

"What else?" said Fred, with a smirk on his face. "Put us in detention?"

"I'd like to see if he dares," said George with a chuckle.

"If you're not careful, he can!" said Hermione angrily.

Fred and George laughed, scornful of her words.

"Don't say that, Hermione," Ron whispered.

"George, we should be more careful in the future." Fred pretended to be trembling and said, "With these two people watching us..."

"Yeah, our days of lawlessness and discipline are coming to an end." George said, shaking his head.

"See you at dinner, let's go find out what mother told me." Fred waved his hand, "Goodbye, prefect!"

"We'll let you know if there's any news," said George, curtseying to Ron. "Goodbye!"

With another deafening snap, the twins Apparated.

"Those two!" said Hermione angrily, looking up at the ceiling where they could hear Fred and George laughing loudly in the upstairs room. "Don't pay attention to them, Ron, they're just jealous!"

"I don't think so," said Ron suspiciously, also looking at the ceiling. "They always say only fools become prefects."

"Hmph, only people who can't become a prefect would say that. We should study what we should do to become a good prefect. The notes Percy left me seem to be useful." Hermione said, "Yes Now, I have another letter to write, Harry, can you lend me Hedwig? I want to tell my parents, they will be very happy, I mean they are prefects. I can understand."

"Okay, no problem!" said Harry, so exaggeratedly enthusiastic that it didn't sound like his voice at all. "Take it!"

He seemed to just accept the fact that Ron and Hermione were both prefects, only he wasn't.

"I'll take it for you!" Ivan said hurriedly, noticing that Hermione was looking at him.

He called Hedwig down and followed Hermione out.

The door was gently closed, leaving only Harry and Ron in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward and tense.

Somehow, Harry found himself reluctant to look at Ron, but it didn't seem too good not to speak at this point.

In fact, he wanted to be quiet, but he couldn't express this emotion...

"Brilliant, Ron!" said Harry, still in that overly enthusiastic tone that didn't seem like his own. "Prefect, that's fantastic, really brilliant!"

Trying not to look at Ron, he turned and walked over to the bed, picking up the pile of clean clothes Mrs Weasley had put on it.

Harry walked across the room to his suitcase, put the pile of clothes under it, and pretended to rummage through it.

"Yeah, I didn't expect to become a prefect either, I thought it was..." Ron stopped, not knowing how to comfort Harry.

After all, everyone thought he was going to be a prefect, even Ron himself thought so.

But it didn't matter, he was still basking in the great joy of being a prefect.

Immediately, he remembered to ask his mother to buy something for him, and he forgot to order something just now.

Ron didn't care about Harry either, so he hurried down to the living room downstairs after saying a word.