Harry, Ron, and Hermione returned from Hogsmeade. Ron had made quite a haul on this trip, stuffing his pockets until they bulged.
But before Ron could even sit down, a crowd of Gryffindors surrounded him.
"Don't rush me! It's not like I'm not sharing with you..." Ron felt a little unnerved, his brow creasing slightly. "But at least wait until I've taken all the snacks out..."
After he mastered the Disarming Charm, Fred and George had given him a substantial amount of pocket money.
And some of those cold Gold Galleons had already been turned into delicious snacks.
Besides that, he had ordered himself a new chessboard. Whenever he won a game of Wizard's Chess, the board would praise him with all its might.
"Ron, I think you've misunderstood something..." As Seamus Finnigan spoke, he shoved a Liquorice Wand into Ron's hand.
The other Gryffindors also sprang into action. Dean Thomas brought out a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, Parvati Patil pulled out an Ice Mouse, Alicia Spinnet offered a box of Acid Pops...
Ron wondered whether he was seeing things. In the blink of an eye, a dazzling assortment of snacks had appeared before him, piled up like a small mountain.
"What are you..." Ron had not quite processed it yet, and there was some hesitation in his voice. "What are you planning? Why are you suddenly being so enthusiastic?"
"Ron!" Seamus Finnigan warmly patted Ron on the shoulder. "Let's talk some more about that Potions Class!"
Ron's face immediately fell. He glanced at the snacks on the table before replying irritably, "Why are we talking about that again?"
"Haven't I already said everything there is to say? What else can I tell you?" he cried hysterically. "It was a complete disaster! I nearly thought Snape was