Allen and Hermione strolled along the corridor of the train as they walked in the direction of the locomotive. They looked into the compartments through the glass doors until they were surprised to see Gryffindor's male captain, Ron Weasel, who was supposed to be patrolling outside a compartment. His face was ashen as he leaned against the window in the corridor.
Jenny and Harry were on his left and right, talking to him in very low voices as if they were comforting him.
"Why is everyone … all the media … saying that I like boys?" Ron's head drooped, a look of hopelessness on his face. "Do I … really like boys? I don't even know?"
Jenny and Harry looked at each other. Jenny seemed to be trying her best to hold back her laughter, but she still patted Ron's arm sympathetically.
"Of course you're not …" Harry, who was glaring at Jenny, didn't finish his comforting words before he was interrupted by the Indian twin sisters of Gryffindor, Pavati Petticoat. "Don't doubt it.
Apart from you, which man would be unfriendly to Mrs. Rosmerta's waitress in front of her? "Pavati, who had overheard their conversation, pulled her sister, Padma Petticoat. Passing by, Rosmerta Petticoat mocked disdainfully. Vanni pulled Lavender Padma. Brown laughed in tandem.
Allen looked at Ron's pale and desperate face, which was different from his usual red face when he was easily angered. He thought of Arthur Weasel, who was working for Family Harris at the moment. Mr. Weasel, Mrs. Weasel, who was very enthusiastic about Allen, and the Weasel twins. Allen sighed softly. He walked over and reached out to stop Jenny, who wanted to speak up for her brother.
"I have a way for you to prove your heart." Under everyone's shocked gazes, Allen approached.
"What way?" Ron asked suspiciously. He couldn't believe that Allen would be so kind to him.
Harry and Jenny were looking forward to it. In their eyes, as long as Allen made a move, there was nothing that couldn't be solved.
"I think you've tried it not long ago. It's the truth serum." Allen shrugged and said the answer.
"Allen, this is illegal. We can't use authentic handwriting on people who haven't done anything wrong. You're breaking the law. If someone sues you, you'll be in trouble." Hermione pursed her lips and disagreed.
Ron muttered to himself for a moment. If he drank this truth serum, then everything would be out of his control. Even if the other party asked him a very private question, he would answer truthfully.
"Don't worry, Hermione. It's not a big deal … I'm just telling him a way to see his own heart. As for whether he accepts it or not, that's another matter," Allen said calmly. He could see the doubt in Ron's heart and provoked him.
"There's nothing that Gryffindor doesn't dare to do." Ron clenched his fist.
Allen waved to Aura who was in charge of guarding the carriage. "Sir, you must be carrying the truth serum with you."
Aura immediately recognized the identity of the person who spoke in front of him. It was the brother of his immediate superior, Albert, and the new savior. Thus, he decisively took out the truth serum and handed it over. However, after that, his heart secretly drummed. After all, Ron Weasley was a weasel. Weasley was just an ungraduated wizard, not a criminal. He himself was just an ordinary Auror without Allen's background.
"Don't worry. After you give it to me, you'll have nothing to do with it." Allen's voice contained a kind of convincing power. Then, Allen put the bottle of truth serum on the windowsill and deliberately said loudly, "None of you are allowed to touch this thing of mine. I'm just putting it here temporarily. I'll come back to get it later."
After saying that, Allen walked out of the next box and pretended to check it. He stared at the students inside and turned his back to Ron and the others. This made the two red-faced girls in the box, Hannah Rohan, look at the two girls with rosy faces in the box. Hannah Benson and Susan Benson? Bowens was scared to death. He looked at Allen's pale and serious professor face outside the window and mistakenly thought that he had made a big mistake.
Ron calmed down. He realized the meaning of Allen's words. If he didn't drink the truth serum, not only would it prove that he was gay, but it would also prove that he was timid and cowardly in front of the Gryffindor.
Thus, Ron directly reached out and pulled the cork out of the bottle of truth serum. He held the bottle and began to take deep breaths. His posture was as if he was going to drink the whole bottle in one gulp.
"Drink three drops at most!" Hermione hurriedly exhorted when she saw Ron's posture before drinking the medicine, but her tone was cold. If it weren't for the fact that she was afraid that Ron would do something stupid again, get into an accident, or say something stupid in public and implicate Allen, she didn't want to say a word to Ron.
After being provoked by Hermione, Ron no longer hesitated. He raised the small bottle of clear liquid and took a deep breath with trembling hands. Then, he poured three mouthfuls of the liquid into his mouth — the amount was much more than three drops.
Hermione looked helplessly at the bottle in front of her, whose water level had decreased so much that it could be seen with the naked eye. She then observed that Ron was fine, but his eyes were listless and his cheeks were slack faster than in the book. So, she turned to Pavati and said, "We can ask now. Will you do it?"
"Can you hear me?" Pavati asked.
Ron's eyelids trembled a few times.
"I can hear you," he said in a low voice.
"Ron, I hope you can tell us," the Gryffindor girl continued in a slow voice, her pronunciation of every word quite standard. "Was Krum the person you had a crush on?"
Ron took a deep breath, his facial features seemingly scrunched together. "Krum is the Quidditch star I like, but he's not the person I had a crush on."
Romida? Vanni also asked excitedly, "Then is the person you like Harry?"
Harry's face flushed red and he wanted to stop them, but Jenny pulled him back.
Ron shook his head irregularly, as if shaking his head in denial. "I like Harry, but only as a friend."
Jenny was obviously relieved, and at this moment, Lavender Brown also asked. Brown then asked, "So you're really not gay?"
Ron's eyelids trembled, and his tone was as numb as before. "I've never loved a boy."
"Then who do you love?" Padma, the Ravenclaw girl, asked curiously.
"Don't ask anymore. I think I already asked …" Hermione was a little anxious. She hadn't expected the girls to be so curious in this regard, and was afraid that the information she had learned through Telepathy would be known by others.
"Hermione, Hermione? Granger. " Ron interrupted Hermione with a smile on his face, as if recalling the happiest time of his life.
"Enough, this is really enough." Hermione was a little angry. She snatched the bottle of truth serum from Ron's hand and threw it to Aura, who was standing on the side. She directly walked past the crowd to Allen and pulled him away. She looked at Allen a little worriedly and guiltily. "Allen, I didn't …"
Allen was a little amused by Hermione's reaction. He put his arm on Hermione's head and leaned his weight on her, which made the uneasy Miss Know-It-All stumble. He interrupted her explanation. "It seems that your Telepathy isn't perfect. A lot of people in the training camp like you. If I didn't have confidence in you and had to care about everyone who likes you, I wouldn't have time to do anything else."
Hearing that, Hermione, who was relieved, punched Allen a little embarrassedly and retorted, "If I had to care about your status in the hearts of the little witches in the world of wizardry, I probably wouldn't be able to care about all of them until I die of old age!"
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