Harry "Loses"

October arrived, and a damp chill permeated the grounds and seeped into the castle.

A sudden flu outbreak occurred among the faculty and students, leaving Head Nurse Madam Pomfrey in a flurry of activity.

Her Pepperup Potion had an immediate effect, but those who drank it would experience burning sensations in their ears for several hours.

Ginny enjoyed this treatment because Harry never left the common room, Ginny also learned Ravenclaw- style self-isolation—except for going to and from class, she never left the common room.

Therefore, when the cold wave arrives, I forgot to put on a thicker coat under my robe.

So, after a Herbology, Ginny won the lottery and caught a cold.

Feeling guilty, Ron got a large jug of Pepperup Potion from Madam Pomfrey.

Ginny didn't want to drink it.

But under Harry's watchful eye and Ron's coercion, she had no choice but to drink it.

As a result, steam rose from under her bright red hair, making her head look like it was on fire.

This embarrassment left Ginny resentful, so much so that she didn't speak to Ron for several days.

Upon seeing Harry, she reverted to her usual blushing phase.

However, Harry and his friends didn't care about any of that.

For days, raindrops the size of bullets pounded against the castle windows. The lake rose, mudslides filled the flowerbeds, and Hagrid's pumpkins swelled to the size of greenhouses.

This also means that Quidditch training has to be suspended.

The same goes for Slytherin and Hufflepuff.

After all, no one is like Gryffindor, with a devilish captain like Oliver Wood.

So Harry, Ron, Draco and the others had time to talk about the aftermath of that dream in a corner of the Ravenclaw Common Room.

However, this also caused Draco's hairline to recede considerably.

Because, for young wizards from other houses to enter Ravenclaw's common room, there is only one way—to answer the questions posed by the hawk-headed wizards who come to the door independently.

"Hmm, what information have you gathered?" Harry cleared his throat and asked.

"I know how Voldemort found out about Malfoy's wand, and why he was interested in it." Ron raised his hand.

He glanced around smugly to make sure no one was approaching (however, he ignored the strange smile on Draco's face) and continued, "You all know that Ginny hasn't been talking to me lately!"

"So I thought I could get Ginny to forgive me through Luna."

"Unexpectedly, Luna asked me about the Elder Wand. She knew that Draco and I were friends."

"Then I discovered the Quibbler newspaper, which had a picture of Draco's father holding a really powerful-looking wand and grinning maliciously."

"I've read it several times, and it has nothing to do with your father unconsciously licking his lips." Ron stammered as he produced the report.

"I don't think you've been gathering any information lately; you've been focusing all your attention on Ginny." Seeing Ron's surprised expression, Draco was even more certain of his suspicions.

"This picture, and this report, have already been published in the Daily Prophet." Draco pulled out a newspaper; it was indeed the Daily Prophet.

Besides publishing the full report of "The Quibbler," the article also included a photo of Lucius Malfoy arriving at Hogwarts with the Elder Wand and mysteriously disappearing when he left.

"My dad was clearly very dissatisfied."

"That Elder Wand probably isn't that much stronger. At least, even my dad wouldn't be confident of defeating Voldemort with it."

"So, after receiving my letter, he reluctantly handed it over to Dumbledore, and even deliberately had Rita Skeeter take a picture of it and send it out," Draco sighed.

"Ahem, as you all know, the Weasley family value their family the most." Ron rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

For a moment, Harry was suddenly worried that Ron might go bald like Mr. Weasley.

This idea also came from The Daily Prophet.

Mr. Weasley issued a decree concerning Azkaban —to transfer minor offenders to another newly built prison.

During his interview, a gust of wind relentlessly ruffled Mr. Weasley's hair next to the island in the middle, making the island even more prominent.

"Harry, Harry!"

"What are you thinking about?" Ron shook Harry, and the bald Mr. Weasley in Harry's eyes suddenly looked like Ron.

He then remembered that he was still in the lounge, discussing the previous dream and related news with Ron and the others.

"Nothing?"

"I just thought of something."

"The Britain wizarding community has established a new prison called the Cage to hold criminals who do not need to spend their entire lives in Azkaban."

"I think Mr. Weasley was trying to prevent Voldemort from harming the minor offenders when Voldemort Azkaban," Harry blurted out. He was only now realizing how good he was at lying.

So much so that Ron, and even Draco, completely believed what he had just said.

"This must be from the Daily Prophet, right?" Draco couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"What else can we do?"

"We are all students, and we are all at Hogwarts."

"My dad and the others are all busy working on that dream, and they don't reply to letters."

"I think Harry, and I, have done a good enough job!" Ron said, spreading his hands to indicate that he had done his best.

"I think Sirius is right. We should focus on our studies and not pay attention to these trivial things."

"Draco, you should focus your attention on Pansy and the Quidditch team," Ron said sarcastically.

"Is it possible that it was me, not Draco, who suggested that you gather information?" Harry said abruptly.

"Huh?" Ron looked completely bewildered.

"Let's talk about something more interesting," Draco suddenly said.

He was genuinely angry that Ron had chosen to fire on him as a cover for not focusing on the mission.

However, Draco would rather step in than risk them arguing and attracting the attention of the other students in the lounge.

"Okay, I think my dad will definitely name that new prison again; he's just as bad at that."

"Just like my house is called the Burrow," Ron said, looking at Draco gratefully.

"Then I'll tell you some gossip about Ryan."

"He's been going back and forth between Hermione and Luna lately. I think he's more of Bludger than Fred and George, a real Bludger," Harry said quietly after looking around.

"That handsome friend of yours who has a low profile?"

"Luckily, he's hard to notice, otherwise my Pansy might have fallen for him," Draco said thankfully.

That night, for some unknown reason, Myrtle burst into Ravenclaw Tower and touched Harry while he was taking a bath.