Repressed emotions were spreading, and curiosity and desire were accumulating.
Time passed slowly, and everyone gradually accepted the fact that Ron had become a prefect.
After the initial shock, Ron also began to get used to the change in his position as a prefect.
Just like Percy had done before, he began to show off his prefect badge, waving it around nonstop.
First, he placed it on the table, then stuffed it into his jeans pocket. Next, he took out the folded school robe and put it on. He placed the badge on top of it, as if he wanted to see how the red would look against the black.
He tried his best to attract everyone's attention until George and Fred couldn't stand it anymore and suggested to stick the badge on his forehead. Only then did Ron wrap it carefully with a brownish-purple sock and lock it in a box at school.
At around six o'clock, Lady Weasley came back from Diagon Alley.
She carried a pile of books, food, and gifts for Ron.
"Alright, don't open it yet. Everyone is coming for dinner, and I hope you can all go downstairs to help," she said.
After a while, in the basement, Lady Weasley hung a bright red banner high above the sumptuous dinner table. On it was written: Warm congratulations to Ron and Hermione for being elected prefects.
She was in a good mood. She had never been this happy during the whole holiday.
`We ought to have a little party instead of sitting down to dinner! 'she said, looking with satisfaction at the banner. `It looks all right, doesn't it? I've prepared another one, and I'll only take it out after the news is announced. "
"So, what is the news?" Fred asked. Lady Weasley ignored him.
It was not easy to get information out of her. She did not give them a chance.
"Your father and Bill are on their way. Ron, I sent an owl to deliver a letter to both of them. They are very excited." "Mileva is coming with them. They can get the details from her." Mrs. Weasley's face lit up when she saw Ron, who had just entered the kitchen.
Fred rolled his eyes and made a gesture as if he was about to faint.
"Did you hear what Mom said?" While Lady Weasley went back to tend to the fire, George said in a low voice, "She said there's another banner. Where do you think it's hidden?"
"It must be in her room!" Fred said, looking around. "We can't go on like this. I'm going crazy. We have to confirm what the news is."
"When we sneak into Mom's room, you have to stay here and attract her attention," George said.
"You can't …" Before Hermione could finish her sentence, the twins had already disappeared.
Elwyn was not sure if they could find the banner. Everyone was curious about it.
Just then, Lupin, Tonks, and Kingsley Shaker arrived one after another. Everyone hurried over to greet them.
After a few more minutes, Mad Eye Moody dragged his heavy footsteps in. He had not been here for a long time!
"Oh, Arastor, I'm so glad you're here." "We've been meaning to ask you for a long time," said Mrs. Weasley cheerfully, as the mad-eyed man took off his travelling cloak. "Would you look at that writing-table in the drawing-room and see what's in it? We didn't dare to open it, for fear that it might be a particularly nasty guy. "
While the old house was being cleaned, the writing desk kept shaking.
Lupin thought it was a Boggart, but for safety reasons, Lady Weasley thought it would be better to ask Moody to take a look first.
"No problem, Molly." Moody's electric blue eyes rolled up and stared at the kitchen ceiling. He said gruffly, "The living room, the writing desk in the corner. Ah, I see it. Yes, it's a Boggart. Do you need me to get it out, Molly? "
"No, it's fine. I'll do it myself later. You drink some wine. Actually, we're having a little celebration." Lady Weasley said with a smile and pointed at the bright red banner. "The fourth prefect in the family!"
"Prefect?" Moody growled. His ordinary eye looked at Ron. His magical eye turned and looked to the side from inside his head. "Well, congratulations. Powerful people always attract trouble, but I think Dumbledore must think that you can resist most powerful curses. Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen you."
Ron was taken aback when he heard this. The proud expression on his face disappeared instantly.
Just then, his father and brother came back, so he didn't have to bother to answer.
Professor Meg came back with Mr. Weasley and Bill.
She was dressed in a strange set of Muggle clothes, and her expression was as serious as usual, perhaps even more so.
"Mileva, is the news confirmed?" Lady Weasley asked hurriedly.
"Yes, Dumbledore just left the board meeting. He asked me to announce it. To be honest, I didn't expect..."
Everyone looked up at Professor Meg, wanting to know what she was about to announce.
Elwyn had an illusion that Professor Meg, Mr. Weasley, and Bill had been staring at him since they came in.
They had joyful smiles on their faces. The big news that was about to be announced seemed to have something to do with him.
With a bang, Fred and George suddenly appeared out of thin air. They were flustered, and their faces were filled with extreme shock.
They seemed to have seen something incredible. They were extremely excited, and they were holding a bright red banner in their hands.
"Oh my god, Elwyn, I can't believe it..." said Fred.
"Look what we found. It's incredible. How could they do this?!" George waved the banner in his hands vigorously.
Everyone in the kitchen looked at them in surprise. They didn't understand what had happened.
The next second, Fred and George said at the same time, "Elwyn, you have been elected as the president of the Boy Student Union!"
What, the president of the Boy Student Union?!
Elwyn was stunned for a moment before he realized what they were talking about. He quickly turned around to look at Professor Meg.
How could this be? This was incredible!
"Yes, Dumbledore fought for it from the school board. Elwyn!" Professor Meg also smiled. He was very happy for him. "After a few days of discussion, they finally agreed. You are the new president of the Boy Student Union. You are the youngest person to be elected in nearly a thousand years..."
After a short silence, the kitchen suddenly became lively. Everyone came to congratulate Elwyn.
This was a miracle. They had never heard of a fourth-year student becoming the president of the Boy Student Union.
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