Worship Harry Potter Club

"Harry, what does Professor Lockhart want with you?"

After Harry returned, Hermione couldn't wait to go up and ask him.

"Lockhart said he could teach me Defence Against the Dark Arts, and even how to play Quidditch." Harry's face showed undisguised disgust as he spoke of it. "But I refused."

"Lockhart can play Quidditch?" Ron blinked, expressing his skepticism. "I thought he was only good at signing autographs."

"You shouldn't talk about Professor Lockhart like that," Hermione frowned in displeasure, reminding her, "Many professors have their own clubs, and perhaps Professor Lockhart just wants to invite Harry to join his club."

"Worship the Gilderoy Lockhart Club?" Ron scoffed sarcastically.

Noticing Hermione's unfriendly gaze, Harry quickly changed the subject, saying, "Hermione, how do you know that the professors all have their own clubs?"

"Albert told me that if you get good grades, the professors will invite you to join the club." Hermione stopped at the corner of the corridor and turned to the two of them. "Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Club members often publish papers in the academic journal * Transfiguration Today *. Albert has already published several papers in it, so Harry, you shouldn't..."

"I think it's more reasonable for you to admire Albert than Lockhart," Ron interrupted. "At least Albert is very capable and a good person."

"Quidditch is really good." Harry remembered how Albert had helped Hogwarts win the Quidditch Cup last semester.

"Hermione, don't tell me you've joined the Gilderoy Lockhart cult?"

"There's no club like that at school," Hermione retorted.

"Who knows?" Ron muttered. "I remember you circled Lockhart's classes with hearts."

Hermione glared at Ron angrily and stormed off.

"You shouldn't have annoyed her." Harry shook his head at Ron, watching Hermione's departing figure. "It's not wise to discuss this kind of thing with her."

"I'm just stating the facts," Ron continued. "Last time, I heard Fred say that there's actually an ' Albert Anderson Worship Club' at school, and it's not surprising that there's a ' Gilderoy Lockhart Worship Club'."

"Are you sure you admire the Albert Anderson Club?" Harry asked, his expression one of astonishment and disbelief.

"It's the Wizard Card Club founded by Albert." Ron explained in a low voice, "I heard that many people who admire Albert apply to join that club, or at least register their names there. Most of the students in the school are members of that club, and now everyone privately calls it the Albert Anderson Adoration Club."

Harry's lips twitched slightly. He, Ron, and Hermione were all members of the Wizard Card Club, but they rarely attended the monthly members' gathering anymore.

"Maybe one day Colin Crevey will spontaneously form a ' Harry Potter Adoration Club' for you," Ron joked.

"Don't talk nonsense," Harry quickly changed the subject. "Are you sure you don't need me to lend you some Galleon to buy a new wand?"

"No need, I'll just use this broken wand as is. I'm used to it anyway." Although Ron really wanted a new wand, he ultimately didn't borrow money from Harry because he knew he couldn't pay it back.

Even the cheapest wand costs seven or eight Galleon, and expensive wands can cost more than ten Galleon. With Ron's current empty pockets, he might not be able to pay off this debt even after graduation.

Therefore, Ron had no choice but to refuse.

The winner of each Wizard Card Competition receives a reward of ten Galleon; it would be great to win the Wizard Card Competition.

Unfortunately, Ron's Wizard Card skills are terrible.

With no hope of getting a new wand for the time being, Ron can only wait until next semester, after his parents have calmed down, and then ask his family to buy him a new wand.

However, Ron was unaware that his father was currently under investigation and suspended from his post, and whether he could be reinstated was still a big question.

As soon as the two returned to the Common Room, they saw Fred and George hurrying towards them.

"Harry, can you do us a favor?" Fred winked and asked.

"What is it?" Ron asked.

"Ginny seems to have caught a cold, but she just doesn't want to go to the School Hospital. We're hoping you and Harry can help us persuade Ginny to go to the School Hospital so that Madam Pomfrey can treat her," George explained.

Is Ginny sick?

"Hmm, haven't you noticed that Ginny's been pale and sickly lately?" Fred's face showed a look that said, "You're such an incompetent brother."

"Even if you say that..." Harry hesitated. He doubted whether he could convince Ginny. Harry really didn't know Ron's sister well, and he didn't understand why Fred and George had come to him for help.

"You and Ron can go together," Fred pleaded. "Ginny has always admired you, and I think she'll be willing to listen to you and go to the School Hospital."

Harry opened his mouth, unsure of what to say.

In the end, Harry agreed.

He convinced Ginny to go to the School Hospital with the simple statement, "If you're sick, it's better to see Madam Pomfrey at the School Hospital."

"Thank you, Harry."

As he spoke, George pulled a brooch from his pocket and handed it to Harry. It was a brooch with a lightning bolt symbol. "By the way, do you remember Colin Creevey? The first-year student who idolizes you. The other day, he spent a few Sickle to have us make some brooches. It seems he's setting up a Harry Potter idol club for you."

Harry stared in astonishment at the Lightning Badge on his hand, then turned to Ron and said irritably, "Thanks for your jinxing."

"I was just saying." Ron took the brooch from Harry's hand, examined it closely, and said, "This brooch looks... nice. Harry, where are you headed?"

"Go find Colin Crevey. I have to make him give up this stupid idea." Harry hurried away, finding it hard to imagine what Lockhart would do if he found out someone had set up a "Worship Harry Potter Club" for him.

Harry had had enough of Lockhart's harassment.

Meanwhile, the Weasley Twins finally brought their sister to the School Hospital, where the situation seemed dire; many students had caught colds due to the rainy season and cold snap.

"Drink this and you'll feel better."

Madam Pomfrey scooped a large spoonful of Invigorating Potion from the crucible and handed it to Ginny Weasley.

"Can I not drink it?"

Ginny glanced at the unfortunate guy next to her who had just drunk Invigorating Potion and whose ears were still steaming, and couldn't help but feel a little resistant.

"Drink this, and you'll feel better soon." Fred handed the Invigorating Potion to Ginny. "I'll give you a gift later; I'm sure you'll like it."

"What gift?"

"This is a brooch from the Worship Harry Potter Club." George took the Lightning Badge out of his pocket and placed it in Ginny's hand.

Ginny held the brooch in her hand, took the Invigorating Potion, and drank it.

The next moment, the girl's face turned bright red, steaming like bubbles rising from a boiling kettle.