Chapter 902 The Campus Bully

When the door was closed again and after making sure that there were no other sounds around, Harry slowly raised his head.

He walked slowly back to the bed, fell on the bed, and looked absently at the foot of the wardrobe.

To tell the truth, he had completely forgotten about the selection of prefects in the fifth grade. He had been so worried about being expelled that he hadn't even thought about thinking that the badge was flapping its wings towards someone, but if he Without forgetting, if he had ever thought about it, what would he have hoped for?

"It's not this, it's decided it's not this!" said a firm little voice in his head.

Harry's face was crumpled and buried in his hands.

He couldn't lie to himself, if he knew there was going to be a prefect, he'd hope it was him and not Ron.

Immediately afterwards, he shook his head again. Is his thinking as arrogant as Draco Malfoy?

Did he think he was better than everyone else, did he really believe he was better than Ron?

"No!" said the small voice firmly.

But, really?

Harry thought suspiciously, eager to get to the bottom of what he was feeling.

"I'm better at Quidditch than he is!" said the voice, "but no better than him otherwise."

That's true, thought Harry, who was no better at his studies than Ron.

But what about things other than homework?

What about the adventures they have had together since entering Hogwarts?

In the first grade, he faced Quirrell and Voldemort alone who wanted to steal the Sorcerer's Stone, and finally defeated them.

In the second grade, he and Ivan went deep into Slytherin's secret room to rescue Ron, and defeated the basilisk with his own strength.

On the night of the third grade, he participated in saving Sirius, defeated so many dementors, and saved everyone's life in an emergency.

In the fourth grade, just last year, although he was not a Hogwarts warrior, he still faced the resurrected Voldemort with Ivan, and bravely fought him in a duel, and once again faced him and so many Death Eaters. escape...

Although Harry's experience during the holiday was not as exciting as Ivan's, it was all because Dumbledore refused to let him go.

After all, he had faced so many dire dangers at school, far more than Ron.

"If only Alvin was in the same grade as me, I wouldn't have to worry about it!" said the voice in Harry's head.

He has to admit that he is definitely not as good as Ivan, but compared with Ron and other people in the same grade...

Thinking of this, the strong feeling that he felt that he was treated unfairly the night he first came was rolling in his heart again.

He definitely did more, even if not as good as Ivan, but far more than Ron and Hermione.

But, the little voice said fairly, "Maybe Dumbledore doesn't pick prefects for how much danger they've been through, maybe he picks prefects for other factors, Ron must have something you don't. "

"What is it?" Harry opened his eyes, but couldn't figure it out.

He looked at the claw-shaped feet of the wardrobe through his fingers, and remembered what Fred had said: Who would choose Ron as a prefect if they had a clear mind?

Harry let out a mocking chuckle, but then felt sick again for himself.

It wasn't Ron's fault that he didn't ask Dumbledore to give him the prefect's badge.

Yeah, it wasn't Ron's fault!

Also, Ron was his best friend in the world.

Was it just because he didn't get his badge that he was going to be moping and laughing and slandering Ron behind his back with the twins?

Just because Ron beat himself at something for the first time?

Harry suddenly felt that his thoughts just now were too dirty, he was actually jealous of Ron, it was terrible!

Just then, Harry heard Ron's footsteps on the stairs again.

He stood up, straightened his glasses, and put a hasty smile on his face, and Ron rushed in, jumping up and down.

"I'm done talking to Mum, she's about to leave," said Ron happily.

"Listen to me, Ron!" said Harry solemnly, relieved to hear his enthusiastic voice no longer so false, "That's fantastic, man, congratulations on being a prefect, it's Best news I've heard this summer!"

"Oh!" Ron was taken aback, the smile on his face disappeared.

"I never thought it would be me!" he said, shaking his head. "I thought it would be you!"

"No, I've gotten into too much trouble." Harry repeated Fred's words.

"Yeah!" said Ron, "Yeah, I guess . . . well, what do you think Mum said about that?"

While they were discussing this topic, Alvin and Hermione were also talking about the same thing.

After the two of them left the room, they hid secretly in an empty room on the second floor.

Hedwig fell on the shelf beside her, staring at the two people hugging tightly with her amber eyes.

This room is obviously very big, isn't it crowded that they curled up in that small space? ! What is this doing? !

"I really didn't expect that I would become a prefect." Hermione said, her face was still flushed, she looked up at Ivan behind her, and shared her joy with him, "I mean, I haven't done it yet." Get ready, this is so sudden!"

"Have confidence in yourself, Hermione, you are Gryffindor, no, you are the best wizard in Hogwarts." Ivan said happily, "Think about it, who can be like you every day?" You can maintain the first place in your age every time, and you are also very good in other aspects, this prefect is well-deserved for you."

"I'm not as good as you say..."

"You are far better than what I said, and you are better than other prefects." Ivan continued, gently rubbing Hermione's raised head, and pressed her down again, "If I were the principal , I will definitely recommend you to be the president of the Girls Student Council."

"But I don't know what to do? What should a prefect do?" Hermione said, seemingly without confidence. "I remember that Percy seemed to have read such a book back then. Maybe I should look for it."

"You don't need this kind of thing, Hermione, believe me, you will get started soon." Ai Wen said, emphasizing his tone, "If someone dares not listen to you, you will deduct points or put him in confinement. If you don't Listen, you just tell me to solve it, and I promise they will be obedient."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Hermione whispered, Ai Wen was not talking about the prefect, but the school bully, "Hmph, if I lock people into confinement, I will lock you in first. Also, don't you Chaos..."

In short, because of the matter of the prefect, the originally peaceful life was suddenly disrupted.

But time seemed to slow down all of a sudden, and the whole afternoon was extraordinarily long and tormented. While digesting the news that Ron and Hermione became prefects, everyone was looking forward to the big news that Mrs. Weasley said good news.