Chapter 696

"Honestly, Ron, you need to have a proper talk with Lavender." On the morning of the match against Hufflepuff, Harry wore his Quidditch charm and said to Ron, "If you want to break up with her, just tell her directly."

"You can't let Lavender keep bothering me like this."

"She's still bothering you?" Ron was also wearing his Quidditch charm, chewing bacon and eggs as he spoke. "I thought she'd have given up ages ago after I ignored her."

"Honestly, Ron, don't you think what you're doing is a little... well..." Hermione was eating breakfast beside them too, choosing her words carefully. "A little scummy?"

Because of today's Quidditch match, Hermione had unusually not sat with the talented young people from Germany to discuss their research plans over breakfast. Instead, she sat beside Harry and Ron, cheering them on for their Quidditch match.

"Seriously, Ron, if you don't like Lavender, I think you'd better explain things to her as soon as possible. Otherwise, if you drag it out too long, she might give you a bottle of Love Potion too," Hermione said.

"Hermione's right," Harry chimed in.

He was utterly sick of Lavender dragging him into those tedious lovey-dovey conversations every day.

And nine times out of ten, she even said exactly the same things.

"Cough, cough. All right, all right, I... I'll... I'll talk things over with her after the Quidditch match," Ron said, troubled and embarrassed. Then he looked at Hermione somewhat sheepishly.

"Um, Hermione, I have a favor to ask, it's just... could you, could you..."

"No." Before Ron could finish, Hermione ruthlessly cut him off. "Handle your own problems. Stop thinking of using me as a shield."

"Please, Hermione, you have to help me! You have no idea how crazy Lavender is. If I break up