"Lady Weasley asked you to tidy up the room. Ron, are you just going to lie here?" Hermione frowned and asked, dissatisfied with the messy room.
"I'm too tired recently. I just want to sleep. Besides, why should I listen to her to tidy up the room? Bill is not getting married here. My mother is just too nosy. I've had enough of her." Ron grumbled unhappily. "By the way, why are only a few of you up here? Where's Harry?"
"Probably in the woods in the garden with Ginny. Let's ask Hedwig to inform him to come up." Elwyn said, went to the table, wrote a text message and tied it to Hedwig's leg. He released the owl from the open window and sat on his camp bed. "Since you mentioned Lady Weasley, Ron, we need to discuss the plan after the wedding. When the time comes, we will leave the Shack and won't return to the Hogwarts. Have you thought about how to tell your mother?"
"Of course, I've already planned it. Do you want to see?"
Ron seemed to be interested. He got up from the bed and led them to the small staircase.
"Fall to the ground." Ron pointed his wand at the low ceiling and whispered.
A trapdoor opened above them, and a ladder slid under their feet.
A terrible, half-sucking, half-moaning sound came from the square hole, accompanied by an unpleasant smell similar to that of a sewer.
"This is … a ghoul?" Elwyn asked.
He knew that Ron had a ghoul. This guy had been living in the attic of the Shack. If the house was too quiet, it would hum and knock on the pipe.
The ghoul was an ancient magical creature. It was said that it was first born in ancient Arabia. It was a kind of demon that lived in the desert and could transform into animals. They would plunder graves and feed on the flesh of the dead or children. They would also lure travelers into the desert to kill and devour them.
But in Europe, this magical creature had been completely domesticated and was far less terrifying than their ancestors in the Arabian region.
According to "Where to Find Fantastic Creatures", ghouls in the United Kingdom were ugly, but they were not particularly dangerous monsters.
It was cruel and a little treacherous. It looked very similar to the giant man-eating demon with fangs. They lived in attics or barns belonging to wizards and ate spiders and moths. It was always moaning, and occasionally throwing things about, but it was basically simple-minded, and at worst it would just yell at anyone who happened to come across it, and scare them. In wizard families, ghouls were often the topic of conversation, and some even became the family's pet.
"That's right, a ghoul!" Ron said as he climbed up the ladder. "Come and take a look. I quite like this guy."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and roughly dragged a humanoid object out of the attic.
Upon seeing this thing, Gabriel let out a low cry and hid behind Elwyn, looking at it in fear.
Hermione and Elaine also looked at the ghoul in Ron's hand in surprise. It struggled violently in Ron's hand and made strange noises.
"Quiet!" Ron roared and swung his arm hard, throwing it on the ladder and knocking it out. Only then did it calm down.
"Ron, is this really a ghoul?"
"Ghouls don't usually look like this, do they? And it's wearing pajamas? "
"That's right!" Ron said, "They usually don't have red hair and so many pustules. This is my masterpiece."
To be honest, this guy looked a little disgusting. Its shape and size were the same as a human child, but it was clearly wearing Ron's old pajamas. Moreover, its body was covered in sticky, thick red hair, and its body was covered in red and purple blisters.
"How about it? It's mine, do you understand?" Ron said proudly.
"Not really!"
"You're torturing it, Ron." Hermione frowned. "What did you do to it? Why does it have so many pustules? "
"A little pus from Barber's tuber and some magic to make this thing obedient. It's nothing." As Ron spoke, he shook the ghoul in his hand. A pungent stench assaulted their noses. Elwyn, Hermione, Elaine and Gabriel could not help but take a few steps back.
"Alright, put it back. Ron, I understand. You plan to use it to pretend to be you when we leave."
"That's right, isn't that a good idea?" Ron tossed the ghoul in his hand back into the attic and jumped down from the ladder. "As soon as we leave, this ghoul will come down and live in my room. I think it's dying to do so. It's not easy to tell because it only knows how to hum and drool, but it does like to nod. Anyway, it's me with the acne. How about it, hmm? "
After a moment of silence, Ron seemed a little disappointed by everyone's reaction and shouted, "That's a great plan, isn't it?"
"You're planning to use it to fool your mother?" Hermione could not help but ask.
"Not just my mother." Ron said, "You see, just like what Elwyn said, if we don't show up at the Hogwarts next semester, everyone will think that I'm with you guys, right? This means that the Death Eaters will come looking for our families and see if they know where Elwyn or Harry is. "
"We can't hide our entire family, that would be too suspicious, and they can't possibly not work." Ron said, "So we have to spread the word that I have a serious case of acne and can't go back to school. If someone comes to investigate, Mom or Dad can show them the ghoul with pustules on my bed. Acne is highly contagious, they would definitely not want to go near it. It doesn't matter if it can't speak, because the fungus has spread to its tongue, it definitely can't speak. "
Alright, there were still many loopholes in this plan, but it was indeed an excuse.
If Lord Voldemort was not so crazy as to kill all the wizards related to Elwyn and Harry, this excuse could still be used. Weasley's family would not leave like Elwyn and Hermione, nor could they hide underground like Keresis. Once Lord Voldemort overthrew the Ministry of Magic, they would be the first to bear the brunt.
Therefore, they needed a protective measure and an excuse on the surface.
Of course, this excuse was also suitable for the current Ministry of Magic. This was Ron's main plan.
"Ron, do your parents know about this plan?" Hermione asked again.
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