Professor Sprout is not as simple as he seems.

She is chubby, smiling, and harmless.

Who would have thought she had an entire forbidden forest in her pocket.

Professor McGonagall's tutoring covered more knowledge on human body deformation, which was different from the degree of hair changes in class. Under Professor McGonagall's careful supervision, I tried to deform toes and fingers.

These are all prerequisite skills for Animagus.

Compared with the growth of the other two "confinements".

Harry's progress on the Patronus Charm was almost non-existent.

Dumbledore just kept emphasizing "belief", "emotion" and "love", and when he got emotional, a bubbly look of happiness appeared on his face.

This made Harry a little distressed, he was not lacking in these emotions, otherwise he would not have cast the Patronus Charm.

But it was difficult for him to understand something so "idealistic", after all, emotional output could not be sensed from any part of the body.

Wait till October.

Harry became busier.

The same goes for Hermione, she has more courses and homework than every other little wizard.

After Ron worked hard, he still couldn't catch up with those two. He still looked idle and lazy every day - even though Gryffindor now had three assignments to refer to instead of two.

Quidditch training also begins this month.

Last year, because of the basilisk attack, the Quidditch Cup could not continue, which made Wood very angry. That was the year when Gryffindor had the most advantage!

As a result, this year...

The Chasers were in their seventh year and were about to graduate, so they had two full players to replace.

But fortunately, they have Harry, so the advantage is still huge.

Wood was determined to win a Quidditch cup this year, and he developed a very strict training plan, but was ultimately succumbed to Harry's detention and the Gryffindor Trial.

Damn it!

Why is a little lion so busy?

Just when the third-grade little wizards were becoming overwhelmed because of two or three extra classes, a piece of good news came, and their gloomy hearts suddenly brightened up.

Third years will be allowed to go to Hogsmeade on the first weekend before Halloween.

Unlike Diagon Alley, this is a brand new village made up entirely of wizards.

Except for some students from wizarding families, most of them had never been there, including Ron, who had never been there.

In the past, Ron would have been somewhat happy and sad at the same time.

But things are different now.

Now the uncle is rich and wealthy.

He ran up to Fred and George excitedly, shaking his wallet, and there was a crisp and pleasant sound of gold coins colliding: "George, do you want to borrow money?"

He thought for a moment, stretched out his palm, opened it completely, and spoke sincerely, "I can lend you five Galleons, as long as you return me six Galleons."

George and Fred looked at him with pity.

Ron was startled.

What does this expression mean?

"My dear little Ronnie, you may have been too focused on studying recently." George patted his shoulder, "and have neglected the things around you."

Fred pulled open his robe and lowered his voice, shaking the purse hanging inside his robe. It was heavy and looked even heavier than Ron's purse. "We've actually made a lot of money recently."

He weighed the purse. "Three Galleons, sixteen Sickles, and twenty-two Knuts."

George added: "It can be considered as four Galleons."

"We have already made the first stroke of our grand blueprint." Fred was a little excited.

George rubbed his hands together. "We're planning on giving Ginny a new hairpin for Christmas this year."

"I'm also planning on giving you a new pet." Fred nodded, "To replace Scabbers' mouse."

Ron turned his head away awkwardly.

"But the pet will have to wait until next year." George sighed, "There are not many good kids in Hogwarts who love to study like you."

Ron's expression became even more unnatural.

Why does this sound so much like an insult?

"We have an appointment with Hufflepuff. See you later, dear little Ronnie." Fred ruffled his hair.

George teased, "If you're willing to lend us five Galleons, and we only have to pay back four, I think we'd be happy to borrow the money from you."

Ron stamped his feet angrily: "Dream on!"

The Weasley brothers left laughing, they were very busy, except Slytherin, the other three houses had many customers of theirs.

Ron returned to the table, cursing, "What's wrong with George and Fred?"

"How did they suddenly become so rich?"

He was somewhat suspicious, wondering if his family had won the lottery again and his parents had sent pocket money to all the children but forgot to give him one.

"It's the Forbidden Forest," Harry reminded him. "They asked me for a map of the Forbidden Forest."

Ron thought of the bottle of Acromantula venom and felt sad: "They are getting something for nothing, Harry, you should ask them for a share of the profits!"

"It's a deal, a reasonable deal." Harry shook his head. "In fact, judging from the results, I got a slight advantage."

Ron's eyes widened: "That's an endless supply of Galleons."

"It's not an endless supply." Hermione shook her head. "The materials they sell are just ordinary herbs and magical biological materials. Besides, they are already in the fifth year and will graduate in two years at most."

Ron was puzzled: "Hermione, how did you know that?"

"I've bought from them." Hermione waved her hand. "There are some potion materials that are not in the student medicine cabinets. It takes time to buy them from outside. I don't know where Hedwig and Crookshanks are going wild recently. It's more convenient to buy from them."

Ron opened his mouth, a little surprised.

He didn't even know about this kind of thing.

Neville also came over: "It's really convenient, and the quality is also very good. I bought a large pile of moon beast feces from them a few days ago. It's so fresh..."

Ron interrupted him in panic: "Oh, no, what did you buy that for?"

Neville blushed a little.

"Fertilizer." Hermione explained for him, "The feces of the moon beast is a very high-quality fertilizer."

Harry sighed helplessly: "I want to buy it, but the Sorting Hat won't allow it."

"Don't even think about it!" The Sorting Hat immediately jumped up and shouted, "I know you, Harry, don't even think about putting that thing in me!"

"No way! I'd rather jump off the tower right now and die, and be torn to pieces..."

Harry interrupted: "You are a hat, you can't fall to death."

"I'm just expressing my determination!" The Sorting Hat gritted its teeth and replied viciously.

Neville explained to the Sorting Hat seriously: "You shouldn't be so discriminatory towards the feces of the Lunamon. It actually..."

Harry took off his hat and threw it to Neville, letting the two of them continue arguing.

Ron swallowed, still unable to understand why Neville could be so indifferent to those things.

"Harry, how are you going to spend your time in Hogsmeade?" He shook his head, threw away those terrible things, and turned to talk about something that would make him happy. "I remember you went there once..."

Hermione frowned slightly and asked with concern, "Harry, did your aunt and her family sign for you?"

She was worried about that.

Judging from the Christmas gifts in the past two years, their relationship was not very harmonious. She also heard Hagrid say that the Dursleys did not intend to let Harry attend Hogwarts - although that was in the first year.

"I signed it." Harry nodded and comforted Hermione. "My aunt and her family have been very good to me recently. At least I have a room of my own, and they won't interfere with my magic studies during the holidays."

"Dudley wouldn't dare bully me."

"Although my uncle still curses, his mouth is similar to Professor Snape's, except that his brain is a little worse, so his curses are not as nice."

When Hermione heard this, she not only failed to calm down, but was even more stunned.

She was very worried and a little distressed.

What kind of life did Harry live before...

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something but stopping herself, not knowing how to comfort her.

Harry turned around and started discussing with Ron which candies to buy. Harry didn't like candy very much, but he went to Dumbledore's office more often and knew more types of candy.

This cheerful atmosphere lasted until Halloween Eve.

Ron was very excited.

He had planned how to spend the money - from his parents to his brothers and sisters, he didn't miss anyone, not even George and Fred.

His new pet was also delivered recently. It was a very ordinary little gray owl, very inconspicuous, but Ron liked it very much and named it "Bos".

I've been following Hedwig around a lot lately.

Hedwig taught it strictly how to be a good owl and not to be afraid of Crookshanks. Although it was a cat, it did not prey on owls.

Ron has always been eager to send the first letter in his life using his own owl.

He was looking forward to it and looking forward to it.

The day to arrive at Hogsmeade finally arrived.

Under the inspection of Professor McGonagall, they checked the guardians' signatures one by one and were released from Hogwarts one by one.

It's the end of October and there's still no snow.

But the air was already filled with a chill that only comes with winter.

Compared to the last time he came to Hogsmeade, this time Harry had more time and was in a better mood to wander around the village.

Of course, it was more to accompany Ron.

He had held the thirteen Galleons in his hand for a long time, but it was not until today that he realized how huge a sum of money it was. They went around Hogsmeade and bought gifts for all their brothers and sisters.

Even after treating Harry and Hermione to a drink at the Three Broomsticks, Ron still couldn't spend all five Galleons.

Sit by the window at the bar.

Ron stared at the glass of Irish whiskey in Harry's hand, then looked at the butterbeer in his own hand, and hesitated whether he should also drink a more mature drink to make himself look like an adult.

"You're not old enough to drink yet." Harry saw through his little thoughts at a glance, "If Percy knew about this, he would have to talk to me all night long."