Harry, Ron, and Hermione came back from Hogsmeade. Ron had gained quite a haul from the trip, stuffing his pockets until they bulged.
But before Ron could even sit down, a crowd of Gryffindors gathered around him.
"Don't be in such a hurry! It's not like I won't share with you..." Ron felt a little creeped out, his brows drawing together slightly. "But at least wait until I take all the snacks out..."
After he mastered the "Charm to Repel Weapons," Fred and George had given him a large sum of pocket money.
And part of those cold Gold Galleons had already turned into delicious snacks.
Besides that, he had also ordered himself a new chessboard. When he won at Wizard's Chess, the board would do everything it could to sing his praises.
"Ron, I think you've misunderstood something..." Seamus Finnigan said, stuffing a Licorice Wand into Ron's hand.
The other Gryffindors moved too. Dean Thomas took out a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, Parvati Pettier pulled out an Ice Mouse, Alicia Spinnet handed over a box of Acid Pops...
Ron almost wondered if he was hallucinating. In the blink of an eye, a dazzling array of snacks had appeared in front of him, piled up like a small mountain.
"What are you all..." Ron still hadn't quite reacted, hesitation in his voice. "Planning to do? Why are you suddenly so enthusiastic?"
"Ron!" Seamus Finnigan enthusiastically patted Ron on the shoulder. "Let's talk about that Potions Class again!"
Ron's face immediately fell. He glanced at the snacks on the table before saying irritably, "Why do we have to talk about that again?"
"Haven't I already told you everything I can? What else can I say?" he said hysterically. "It was practically a disaster! I almost thought Snape was