Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 517 The cause of everything
Everyone let Ron's matter go.

Because no matter what Ron is like, at least Harry himself is normal.

And Ron has a girlfriend, Lavender.

Even if Ron is real, he is a double.

However, this also made everyone quickly focus their attention on Neville.

Because they didn't quite believe Neville's reason for coming to the Burrow.

This was also the initial cause of this farce.

In this regard, Neville did not give a direct answer on the way home.

After entering the garden and taking a few steps, they saw the gray, chubby owl Zhuvijun that Sirius had given them.

It darted around the garden, making shrill chirps.

The gray feathers stood up high, just like a hedgehog with wings. It turned out that the head was chasing something.

The thing was covered in mud and looked like a potato with legs.

Harry knew immediately that it was a goblin.

The goblin was only ten inches tall, but he clattered very quickly on his horn-like feet. He crossed the garden and dodged into a Wellington boot that lay by the door.

Zhu Weiqiong simply shoved his head into the boot, trying to catch the goblin.

Harry could hear the goblin cackling madly inside.

"Go, go, this is not good, Zhu Weijun!" Ron trotted to the door, grabbed Zhu Weijun's calf and pulled it out.

Seeing that it was its master (in the real sense) who had arrived, Zhu Weijiong seemed to be excited and crazy. While it kept making deafening noises, it would occasionally put its head, which had just touched the shoes, straight into Ron's face.

"Clean it up!" Ron patted the pocket of his robe, and a beam of magic light shot out from his pocket when he was touched by the wand, hitting Zhu Weijun directly.

Only then did he feel at ease and gave his face to Zhu Weiqiong, letting her stick to him!
"Zhu Weiqiong is just too lively." Ron let go of his hand. Zhu Weiqiong pecked Ron's fingers affectionately and flew away noisily again.

"Not at all like Scabbers," said Ron, and he took out a fat sleeping rat from his other pocket and skillfully stroked Scabbers' fat belly and the part below.

As the oldest of the Weasley family, Ron's true first pet.

Ron often took Scabbers out of his pocket and played with it from time to time.

Everyone has long been accustomed to this.

After all, Ron had mentioned to them many times how much Scabbers meant to him: "Errol belongs to our family.

Zhu Weijun was placed in our house by Sirius.

All I have are spots.”

"How old is Scabbers?" Harry asked, looking at the ground, trying not to look at the ugly expression Scabbers made when being caressed.

"I don't know," said Ron. "It's very old. It belonged to Percy."

“It must have some strange magical biological bloodline that causes it to live so long.

Look, look at his shiny gray fur. If it weren't for the missing toe, he would look like a newly grown mouse.

Just like my LeFevre.

It will be very good at hiding and disappearing when you are not paying attention." Ron's words reminded Neville of Ralph who was far away at home in Devonshire.

In order to prevent it from getting lost (the Weasleys lived outside the village, surrounded by mountains and fields), Neville did not bring Riffle with him.

"Could it be that your parents discovered you while you were practicing magic?
And then—" As Neville's eyes flashed with memories, Ginny, who was standing beside him, revealed her true intentions at Harry's signal.

Another conjecture was proposed.

Neville nodded subconsciously.

"Ha ha!
Neville, why didn't you tell us earlier? Now we all know that you were sent to our house because of practicing magic!" Ron laughed triumphantly.

He stuffed Banban directly into his pocket, and touched his hair with the hand that had just touched the indescribable part of Banban's lower abdomen. "If that's the case, I can understand it.

Seeing my son shirtless and waving a sword around all day, I would also wonder if he is a psychopath.

When you don’t have time to accompany your child, let someone else accompany him.

After all, the Weasley family, which has produced many prefects and has many children, is undoubtedly a good choice.

And Mr. Weasley is also a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

Neville's roommates are here too - Ron and I." Harry nodded, knowing the inside story of Neville's magic practice.

There's something he hasn't said yet.

That is, when Neville practices magic, he will place a bunch of Billywig worms around his body.

But be aware that this can be dangerous, and too many stings can result in uncontrolled levitation for days, and if an allergic reaction occurs, it can lead to permanent levitation.

"You wouldn't really do that and be discovered by your parents, would you?" Draco couldn't help but said in surprise.

“It’s worse.

Think about it.

You have to know that my father and mother had just woken up. What kind of thing would cause them to send their children somewhere else the next day?

Even if that other place is trustworthy, they don't have time for the children." Neville took a deep breath.

The memories in my mind kept turning forward, and came to the first three days.

It was a pleasant night and Mom and Dad came back.

The usually quiet home became extremely lively.

For the first time, grandma also dressed very simply.

No more staring at worm-eaten fur or walking around with a stuffed eagle all day.

After he secretly overheard the conversation between Dumbledore and others, he was discovered and hid in his room.

After almost half an hour without anyone coming to look for him, he felt relieved.

Started daily practice.

Sitting cross-legged on the floor, hundreds of Billywig insects, about a foot long, blue in color, with a bright jade-like luster, buzzed around him.

Because the weather was hot, he took off his robe and wore only a pair of shorts.

The huge bladeless sword that he usually placed on his knees was also put aside by him.

But the scorching air, the joy of his parents' return, and the news he heard, like huge rocks, fell into his calm heart.

The indigo color reflected in the lake of my heart and the strange-shaped sword with flowing cloud seals also became blurred under the disturbance of these waves.

And in the end, my mother's pushing of the door was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Her exclamation and his restless heart led to a riot among the Billywig bugs.

In the last moment when he fainted from the pleasure of being stung by the Billywig bugs, what appeared in his eyes was his mother's face, a mixture of worry and sadness.

There was also a particularly rough voice, "I am familiar with this. Professor Kelborn often relies on these cute little guys to drive away illness.

After being stung, there is a sense of being transported away from all physical and mental worries."

When he woke up and realized it was Hagrid who said that, he was ordered to go to the Burrow.

His box of Billywig bugs was also confiscated.

But Hagrid secretly told him that he could go to the cabin to get it after school started.

(End of this chapter)