Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Ron has rarely come to the library on his own initiative.Perhaps it was because of this discovery that Troyer would often stay in the library to minimize the possibility of accidentally bumping into Ron.

However, the fact that he rarely comes does not mean that he will not come in this life. As long as the two are still at Hogwarts school, they will meet sooner or later.

No, Troyer had just passed by the aisle of the bookshelf, and he hadn't even spotted Ron before he was spotted by Ron.

"Wait--"

Troyer, who didn't know what was going on, suddenly felt his wrist tighten, and then he was grabbed.After a brief consternation, he hurriedly stepped aside two steps and held the palm of his right wrist with his left hand, looking very flustered.

"No... let go of... me."

Troyer was too thin, and had little strength since he was a child, so how could he break free.What's more, since Ron subconsciously pulled him, he never meant to let go.

"Troyer? Troyer... it's me, Ron Weasley!"

Ron himself didn't know what his mood was. To be precise, his head was a mess.

What to consider from the other side's point of view, what to consider for others, what is the importance of reason-at this time, he has no room to think about the problem.

After all, the situation he is encountering now cannot be solved with rational intelligence!

"Troyer, calm down... listen to me!" Ron firmly grasped the slender arm, trying to calm himself down, "Look, I think we need to talk, what do you think? ?"

"No, please let me go..."

Troyer seemed to be struggling less, but he still didn't stop pulling his arm back.

"I know... it's you, Mr. Weasley..."

Perhaps it was because he had rarely communicated with people since he was a child. He spoke very quietly, and also intermittently, and the vocabulary was quite fragmented.

But you know, this is the result of his very hard work.If Ron was not holding his wrist at the moment, only his family could let him speak.

"...But, sorry...we still don't...don't talk."

Seeing the timid appearance he tried to hide his face behind, coupled with his female wizard robe with a skirt, Ron's feeling of awkwardness grew stronger.

But even so, Ron knew he had to seize this opportunity.

In fact, he alone stretched out his hand on impulse.If he did this again, even if he still had a chance to grab this thin arm, he might not be able to convince himself of the entanglement in his heart.

"You have to tell me... why?"

Ron breathed repeatedly, the air between his mouth and nose filled with the smell of ink and parchment, as if this smell could make him as much as possible to slightly suppress the embarrassment.

"I already know about you...yes, I know all about it. Thank you for loving the "Guide to Wizards of War Chess" I wrote... So why can't we sit down and talk about it? We have to... uh, Make some things clear."

Hearing Ron mentioning the wizard war chess, Troyer's attempt to break his palm finally stopped.But seeing his thin lips squeezed lightly, he dropped his left hand and stood still.

Only his face was still turned to the other side, and he didn't dare to turn his head to look at it even for a glance.

Yes, at the moment the distance between the two is only an arm's length, it is really too close for Troyer!

At the same time, Ron on the other side didn't know where to start after seeing him fall silent.

About ten seconds later, Troyer's mouth suddenly moved slightly.

"...Can you please... let me go? I won't run away..."

"Oh!"

After he reminded him like this, Ron just awoke from a dream and withdrew the hand that was still on the opponent's wrist.

"Uh... sorry! Then we... why don't we go there and sit for a while?"

Ron said, pointing to the small reading table located deeper in the library area.The light there is not very good, and there are too many people, so there are generally not many students who go there to read and do homework.

Of course, sometimes when you need to read some higher-level magic books, you have to go there and read them alone.Because in this Hogwarts library, there are many books or magic notes that are easy to affect others.

When Ron took the lead in walking there, he looked back from time to time to make sure that Troyer slipped away after a remorse.

Fortunately, it seems that this time the other party finally has no idea of ​​escaping-oh, at least it doesn't seem to exist yet.

"Please sit down!"

Ron first pulled out a chair for Troyer, then walked over to the small table and sat down.

When Troyer also moved to the back chair, he continued:

"You heard it just now-yes, I have heard a lot about you. To be honest, I don't have the experience like yours, so it may be difficult to understand your thoughts...but..."

When he wanted to say something, Ron gradually became so troubled by his vocabulary that he couldn't express his meaning well.

However, at the moment when he was short of words and unsustainable, Troyer's hand suddenly clenched.

"Stop talking..." he said dumbly, "I understand, I understand... I know that this and this'state' of mine is unreasonable. Sorry, Mr. Weasley... You are right, Forget all this! You should...enjoy a better life, embrace the real, girl...not like me..."

Speaking of this, Troyer suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Ron's face for the first time.

"I can feel your kindness, and you are afraid of hurting me. But, really... you don't have to force yourself to understand what I think. You just need to stand up and walk away... just live your own life. "

Troyer pursed his dry lips again, his eye sockets looked a little moist.

"Mr. Weasley, as long as you are happy and happy, I will... be fine."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to realize what he was talking about, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands.

Ron listened to Troyer's heartfelt words in a daze, and suddenly felt that the guilt in his heart deepened.He opened his mouth several times, but he still couldn't say a word.

Such a "rejection" full of true feelings, I am afraid that it is hard not to be moved by anyone who changes casually.

Seriously, at that moment, there was only one sentence left in Ron's mind-if he was indeed a girl, that would be great!

As he grew older, Ron became more and more aware that it was really difficult and difficult to find a girl who loved him wholeheartedly.

However, he is a man.

Taking a deep breath, Ron forced a slightly stiff smile.

"No, this... how do you say it?" He hesitated, "This state is indeed'unreasonable', but it cannot be said to be wrong... Someone once said a word, he said,'This There are always contradictions in the world, so everything that exists can be reasonable'."

Of course it was Maca who said this. After all, he himself was completely an "irrational" existence.

Unexpectedly, when Troyer heard him say this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"So..." He was surprised and delighted, and suddenly grabbed Ron's hand on the table. "Mr. Weasley, are you...really willing to accept me? I...not... Dreaming?"

"Oh, this..."

Ron was caught by him so that his upper body shrank back abruptly, but he didn't dare to move his hands at all.

"No, no...oh, I mean, maybe I...or prefer...girls?"

He didn't know why he would end it with a questioning tone, but he knew that he should express his thoughts in such a relaxed way that he could no longer relax.

It's great to say this kind of understanding, but worry about the feeling that someone is not careful and irritating the other person too much...oh no, it's terrible!

Ron began to feel that he couldn't go on like this anymore, or he would become weird sooner or later.

"Ahem--"

He coughed dryly, then carefully pulled his hands out of the opponent's.The real touch of skin rubbing made the roots of two people's ears red at the same time.

"He's a man... He's a man..." Ron repeated this many times in his heart before forcing himself to erase the delicate feeling from his mind.

"I'm sorry," he waved away the residual temperature on the back of his hand with the gesture of gestures. "What I said just now may have caused you a little misunderstanding... Actually I want to say that you should be brave. , So I can definitely find a better...er,'boyfriend'."

"Don't think this is a bad mentality. Be confident! I believe you are fine!"

"But...well, I really only like girls. So we can be friends-kind of good friends, we can play Wizard War chess together... but I'm sorry, I can't be yours ...Your boyfriend?"

Ron just felt that the effort it took to say the last word was more difficult than writing a whole week of essays on the history of magic.

But fortunately, he said it after all.

However, Ron did not expect that when he saw a glimmer of "liberation" hope from Troyer's face, a nightmare voice flicked over his ears very loudly.

"You are...oh! Are you finally going to be together!"

Ron turned his head slowly with a dull expression, and blinked at the man who walked behind him abruptly.

"Harry, why haven't you been stabbed to death by that broken sword?"

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