Ron was a little disappointed that Hogsmeade Week hadn't been able to summon the plane. He went back and put the powder from his pocket into an hourglass, strung it on a rope, and wore it around his neck, vowing to prove Harry and the others wrong next time.
Washing clothes at Hogwarts is very simple; it only requires a simple cleaning spell. If you don't know how, you can ask an older student. Fred and George used this trick to swindle Ron out of his allowance quite often.
" Scourgify."
After Ron finished washing the clothes, he suddenly remembered that Scabbers's straitjacket seemed to be dirty as well.
Ever since Director Lorne returned Scabbers to him, he could sense that Scabbers was old and frail. It used to run out for walks all the time, but now it hardly moves in its cage. Even when Ron let it out, it just stays still and moves at most a few small steps. If it weren't for the fact that it was still breathing, Ron would have been worried that it was dead.
"Oh, poor little Scabbers, don't worry, I'll take good care of you until you're old and healthy." Ron gently removed Scabbers's binding clothes, and the small clothes immediately became normal size.
"What kind of clothes are these? How can they change size so easily?" Ron said, holding up a corner of the clothes, which reeked of mouse fur. "You should take a bath, Scabbers."
Outside the cage, Scabbers seemed to come alive, squeaking—the first time Ron had heard it squeak so loudly in almost a month, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. "Is your fracture almost healed, Scabbers? Come on, take a walk."
Walking is too late; Scabbers will have to run.
It had been enchanted with too many spells, and even though time had greatly diminished the spells' effectiveness, it was now old, its eyesight failing, and it felt dizzy and weak. But even so, it still seized an opportunity and aimed in one direction, advancing at full speed.
Then he slammed his head against the wall.
"Oh my god!" Ron immediately dropped his clothes and ran over, sobbing uncontrollably, "My mouse is going to commit suicide! Harry, Harry, come quick!"
Harry was in the common room with Hermione, working on their homework, when he heard the noise and immediately went upstairs, where he saw Ron sadly holding the mouse.
" Scabbers knew it didn't have long to live and didn't want me to spend money and be sad for it, so in its last moments of lucidity, it rammed its head against the wall."
Ron was crying so hard he looked terrible. Harry pulled a tissue out of his pocket and handed it to him, receiving a series of tearful "thank yous."
"Don't cry, Ron, I'll have Dobby come and take a look."
Ron looked up. " House-elf can even heal?"
"No," Dobby had caught up, "But Dobby can make it feel better."
Dobby immediately put to use his specialty: he rolled the blanket into a ball and made the most comfortable nest for the injured Scabbers. But when no one else was watching, he also gave Scabbers a Relashio spell.
"To prevent it from doing something drastic, Dobby should put it in a straitjacket," Dobby suggested. "At least that will ensure it doesn't run into the wall again."
After finishing everything, Dobby immediately Apparition to the General Affairs Office and told Lorne everything, "Boss Lorne, the rat you had Dobby monitor has woken up. Is there anything else Dobby needs to do?"
Lorne was glad he had a backup plan, and also glad he had planted an informant in the Gryffindor dormitory.
He stroked his chin. "To expose Peter Pettigrew in public, but without letting anyone know it was my doing... Dobby, what do you think?"
Dobby shook his head. " Dobby doesn't know."
Lorne's original plan was to wait until Harry applied for the Magic Mobile Phone Club's activities, then have Ron bring Scabbers along. He would then cause an accident, accidentally turning Scabbers into a middle-aged, balding old man, and then pretend to be surprised to apologize to Ron. After reporting this to Dumbledore, he would wait for Dumbledore to investigate everything.
But after thinking about it, this plan was difficult to implement. Putting aside why Ron would carry a motionless rat on his person, the mere fact that it was an accident seemed like an attempt to cover up something. No matter how reasonable Lorne's actions were, as long as he did it and was present, Dumbledore would definitely suspect him.
Although the details about him are unclear, his advanced techniques and superb magic can be fabricated, but his knowledge of everything that happened in the past is illogical.
Lorne was racking his brains, and his hair was thinning every day.
Time flies, and another new year has arrived as promised. The Whomping Willow shakes its branches, and the snowflakes on its body scatter and fall like sea anemones.
During this time, Wood finally got his wish, leading Gryffindor to defeat Slytherin and win the House Cup he had been longing for.
Draco was furious. After losing the match, he subtly mocked Harry Potter, saying that he was only able to snatch the Golden Snitch from him because his broom was fast enough, otherwise the victory this year would still belong to Slytherin.
As the victor, Harry experienced a state of fearlessness in the face of adversity. When success becomes an inherent label, all slander will have nowhere to hide and will be defeated.
Thus, after the legendary Charlie Weasley's era as Seeker, Gryffindor finally welcomed their newest tomb raider— Harry Potter!
This is the kind of fame Harry wanted. Now, when people think of him, at least they won't think of the Boy Who Lived first, at least not the Gryffindor student.
Professor McGonagall was also extremely happy. She couldn't do anything that would undermine fairness, so she could only use her Transfiguration to conjure up some golden brooms in class and distribute them as encouragement.
Actually, George and Fred had already thrown another party, and this time they prepared even more things, so much so that they had to ask Harry and Ron to help them move them.
"Wait, Hogsmeade? How do we get there?" Harry and Ron were shocked.
George and Fred showed them the secret passage from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade: "Remember this, the third-floor corridor, the hunchbacked statue of the One-Eyed Witch, and the spell— Dissendium!"
Harry shook his head and said, "Is Hogwarts really Fianto Duri? Could Sirius also have access to a few secret passages like this?"
Ron grabbed Harry's clothes, trying to squeeze inside. "Come on, Harry, when did you become like Hermione?"
Lorne wasn't idle during this time either; he came up with another brilliant idea. His advantage lay in his Magic Mobile Phone. The impact of a game update at the school had even surpassed that of a large offline event. All he needed to do was update the storyline related to Animagus before the last Hogsmeade Week, making everyone realize that their pets might actually be Animagus in disguise.
Lorne has tentatively decided to release the update in Suitcase Beasts. Firstly, the game content fits well; secondly, this game has the highest popularity among Hogwarts.