Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“All right, grab him, boy, grab him!” Slughorn said, "I have the essentials in my bag, this antidote is not difficult...”

Ron turned a blind eye to their conversation, turned a blind eye and squeezed forward.

“I didn't see her, Harry. Where is she? Where the hell is it? ”

“She hasn't come yet.” Harry said, hugging Ron's neck so he wouldn't go under the couch, watching Slughorn open the dispensing bag and add some of this to a little crystal bottle and some of that.

“Not yet? That's good, that's good!” Ron said enthusiastically, "How do I look now? ”

“Very handsome!” Slughorn walks up to Ron with a clear glass of liquid, "drinks it, which nourishes your nerves, keeps you calm when she comes and becomes more attractive to girls. ”

“Great, that's exactly what I need.” Ron couldn't wait to say that he was taking the medicine with a grunt.

Harry and Slughorn watched him for a moment, and Ron looked at them with a smile.

Then, his smile disappeared slowly and slowly, eventually becoming an extreme fear.

“Back to normal?” Harry laughed and asked, Slughorn laughed.

“Thank you very much, Professor. ”

“You're welcome, son, you're welcome. Slughorn said," Raise your hand, raise your hand. ”

Ron fell onto the armchair next to him, frosted and unbelievably watched his knee.

He remembered all the horrible things he had just said and all the horrible thoughts, even the heart of death. What did he do?

“Come on, Tito, that's what he needs right now.” Slughorn continued, rushing to a table full of drinks, "I have butter beer, wine, and the last bottle of oak aged honey, well, why don't we open it and celebrate Mr. Weasley's birthday? To disperse the pain of love disillusionment, there is no better than a glass of wine..."

He laughed again, and Harry laughed. This is the first time he's been alone with Slughorn since the last catastrophic attempt. Perhaps just keep Slughorn in a good mood and let him drink enough oak aged honey...

“Come on!” Slughorn handed Harry and Ron a glass of wine each, holding a glass and saying, "Happy birthday, Ralph! ”

“It's Ron, Professor!” Harry whispered corrected.

But Ron didn't seem to hear the toast, and he poured it into his mouth and swallowed it.

With that second, almost a heartbeat, Harry felt a terrible problem, and Slughorn didn't seem to notice.

“Well, Rover, I wish you more women in the future...”

“Ron!” Harry shouted loudly.

“Oh, well, you're right, of course it's Ron!” Slughorn was surprised to say that Harry was correcting his mistake.

Something even more amazing happened when Ron dropped his cup and tried to get up from the chair, but fell down.

He had severe spasms in his limbs, foaming in his mouth, his eyeballs bulging out, and he was poisoned!

“Professor!” Harry screams, "do something! ”

But Slughorn seemed scared, had no idea what to do, just looked at Ron in shock.

In the blink of an eye, Ron twitched, had difficulty breathing, and his skin began to turn blue.

“This, why, but he...” Slughorn stuttered.

Harry knew what he had to do. He left Slughorn behind, rushed to Slughorn to open the dispensing bag, pulled out the bottle can, looked inside, and Ron was poisoned and had to be detoxified.

Not far away, Ron's horrible grunting breath filled the room.

Finally, Harry finds the waist-shaped stone Slughorn took away in his magic class, cow yellow!

He rushed back to Ron, prying open his mouth and putting the cow yellow in his mouth.

Ron shook violently, grunted and breathed in, feeling paralyzed.

For a while, there was only one heavy breath left in the room, like a broken air box.

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Ivan, Hermione, Ginny and others received information after Ron was taken to the school hospital.

It was the afternoon of the incident, and when they arrived, Ron was lying in the hospital bed like he was dead.

Mrs. Pomfrey covered him with curtains and separated him from the rest of the area.

Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley have just left and are going to Dumbledore's office.

The room was quiet and Harry was the only one left sitting beside the bed.

“Is he all right?” Hermione asked worried, walking over and sitting next to Harry.

“There is no danger to life, but Mrs. Pomfrey says it is a deadly poison that requires a long period of rest. ”

“What the hell is going on?” Ivan asks, is Malfoy planning another attack?!

Harry repeats that he has told many stories to Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Mrs. Pomfrey and others.

I have to say, Ron had a really bad birthday.

First Romida Vanney's potent fanatic, then Malfoy's lethal poison, poisoning, poisoning...

Shortly after they entered the ward, Fred and George, who were informed, also rushed to Hogwarts Hospital to visit Ron.

“We've all heard that. It's bad luck, isn't it?” Fred said, looking sadly at Ron in bed, "It's his birthday, and we've got presents. ”

“But we didn't expect a gift like this.” George said gloomily, placing a gift bag on Ron's nightstand.

Then he sat next to Ginny.

“That is, in the scenario we imagined, he was sober.” Fred said.

“We have plans in Hogsmeade, waiting to surprise him!” George said.

“You're in Hogsmeade?” Ginny raised her head.

“Well, after handing over a portion of the production line to Muggle, George and I discovered that there was a significant amount of extra money. So we want to buy Zoko's shop.” Fred said with dismay, "Well, with a Hogsmeade branch, Hogsmeade is a lot closer to school after all, but if you can't go shopping this weekend, that store still has a goddamn use! Forget it, not now. ”

He pulled a chair and sat next to Ivan on the far left, looking at Ron's pale face.

“Ron, who can tell me how he was poisoned? ”

Harry sighed and saw everyone staring at himself, repeating the story he had just told.

Throughout the day, he felt like he was about to say it a hundred times.

“He drank the wine and poured it on the floor, and then I stuffed the cow yellow in his voice, and he breathed a little better, and Slughorn ran to get somebody, and soon Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Pomfrey came, and they brought Ron here. They think he's going to be okay, Mrs. Pomfrey said he's going to be here for a week or two because it's a deadly poison and he's going to continue to take perfume. ”