Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“Mrs. Weasley asked you to clean up the room, Ron, and you've been lying here?” Hermione frowned and was dissatisfied with the messy rooms.

“I've been so tired lately, I just wanted to sleep. Besides, why should I listen to her clean up the room? Bill isn't here to get married. My mom just cares too much. I'm a little tired of her.” Ron muttered with dissatisfaction, "By the way, why are you all up here, Harry? ”

“Probably with Ginny in the woods in the garden, we'll have Hedwig notify him to come up.” Ivan said, writing a text at the table tied to Hedwig's leg, he flies the owl out of the open window and sits on his marching bed, "Now that Mrs. Wesley, Ron, we're going to discuss the plan after the wedding, and the few of us are going to leave the house and not go back to Hogwarts, do you have any idea what to tell your mother? ”

“Of course, I already planned it. Would you like to see it? ”

Ron seemed interested, and he climbed out of bed and led several people to a small staircase.

“It should go down.” Ron whispered with his wand pointing to the low ceiling.

A live panel door opened right above their heads and a ladder slid under their feet.

A horrible, half-sucking, half-moaning sound is heard in the square hole, accompanied by a smell similar to that emitted in the gutter.

“Is this… Ghoul?” Ivan asked.

He knew that Ron had a corpse eater who had been living in a rugged attic, and if the house was too quiet, he would knock on the tube.

Corpse Eaters, an ancient magical creature said to have originated in ancient Arab regions, are transformative demons that can change into animals living in the desert, plundering graves, feeding on the flesh or young children of the bodies of the dead, and luring travelers into the desert wastelands to kill and devour them.

But in the European region, this magical creature has been completely localized, far less terrible than its ancestors in the Arab region.

According to Where the Wonderful Creatures Are, the ghouls of England, though ugly, are not a particularly dangerous monster.

It is cruel and somewhat fraudulent, very similar to a fang-eating giant demon. They usually live in lofts or barns belonging to wizard families, eating spiders and moths there. It was always groaning and occasionally throwing things everywhere, but it was basically simple, and the worst part was yelling at those who stumbled upon it, and it was frightening. In wizard families, corpse eaters are often the subject of their tea meals and even become the pets of the whole family.

“Exactly, a ghoul!” Ron said as he climbed up the ladder, "Take a look, I like this guy a lot. ”

He said, reaching out and dragging a human figure out of the attic.

I suddenly saw this guy, Gabriel, yelling low, hiding behind Ivan, looking at it scared.

Hermione and Elaine also looked at Ron's ghoul in surprise, struggling hard in Ron's hands to make strange noises.

“Quiet!” Ron roared loudly, his arm swinging hard and dropping it on the ladder, knocked it out and it calmed down.

“Ron, is this really a ghoul? ”

“Ghouls don't usually look like this, do they? Is he still wearing his pajamas? ”

“Exactly!” Ron said, "They don't usually have red hair and so many pustules, which is my masterpiece. ”

To be honest, this guy looks a little disgusting, he's the same shape and size as a human child, but he's obviously wearing an old pair of Ron's pajamas, and he's got hair, sticky, dense red hair, and red blisters all over him.

“Well, it's me, you know?” Ron said proudly.

“I don't understand! ”

“You're abusing it, Ron.” Hermione frowned and said, "What did you use for it? Why does it have so many blisters? ”

“A little pus from Barbo's stem and the magic of making this guy obey, nothing.” Ron said, shaking the ghost in his hand hard, the stench of his stinking nose hit him face to face, and Ivan, Hermione, Elaine and Gabriel couldn't help but take a few steps backwards.

“Well, put it back, Ron, I get it, you're going to use it to impersonate you as we leave. ”

“Yeah, that's a good idea, isn't it?” Ron still jumped off the ladder with a ghost in his hand, "and as soon as we walked away, this ghost came down to live in my room, and I think it was hard to tell, because it just hummed and drooled, but it kind of nodded. Anyway, it's just me with vaccinia. How's it going, huh? ”

For a moment of silence, Ron seemed a little disappointed in everyone's response, shouting, "That's a great plan, isn't it? ”

“Are you going to use it to fool your mother?” Hermione couldn't bear to ask.

“It's not just my mom.” Ron said, "You see, as Ivan just said, we're not going to be in Hogwarts for the next semester, and everybody's going to think I'm with you, right? That means the Death Eaters will come directly to our families to see if they know where Evan or Harry is. ”

“We can't hide our whole family, it's too suspicious, and they can't not not not work.” Ron said, "So we're going to let the wind out and say that I'm suffering from severe chickenpox and can't go back to school. If anyone comes to the door and investigates, Mom or Dad can show them the putrid eater in my bed. Scattered pox is highly contagious and they definitely don't want to go near it. It doesn't matter if it talks, because the fungus spreads to the little tongue and definitely doesn't speak. ”

Well, there's still a lot of loopholes in this plan, but it's really an excuse.

If Voldemort is not so desperate to kill all the wizards associated with Evan and Harry, this reason can still be deceived. The Weasleys will not leave as Evan and Hermione did, nor will they hide in the underground world as Keresis did, and once Voldemort overthrows the Ministry, they will bear the brunt of it.

So they need a protective measure, a plain excuse.

Of course, this excuse also applies to the current Ministry of Magic, which is Ron's main plan.

“Ron, do your parents know about the plan?” Hermione asked.

“They didn't know at first that when I tried to dress up as this ghost, Dad knew that he had helped Fred and George to shape the ghost. As for Mom... Alas, you've seen what she looks like. She won't accept it until we're gone. ”