"It's funny," Harry said impatiently, "but stop joking, okay? Stop making trouble, you've already dumped Ravend. If you want to get back together with her, then go find her by yourself."

He turned and left, but as soon as he took two steps, he was hit hard on the back of his head. Ron must have used all his strength to Harry feels his brain shaking.

Harry instinctively pulled out his wand, with many obstacles!

Ron fell to the ground like something tripped.

"Why?" Harry shouted. "Do you want to kill me?"

"You insulted her, Harry! You said it was a joke!" Ron shouted, "And I never dumped Ravender at all! I don't even know her!"

"It's ridiculous!" said Harry, "What did you hit-"

He suddenly noticed the open box on Ron's bed.

“Where did this chocolate crucible come from?”

"It was Ravender who gave me a birthday gift!" Ron shouted. "Didn't I give you one?"

Harry picked up the box and sniffed it. In addition to the chocolate, there was also a special smell. Harry smelled it in Potion Class.

"It's a romance! You fool, you took the chocolate cauldron with a romance brought by Ravender!"

But Ron seemed to hear only one word.

"Ravend! You just said Ravend Harry - do you know her? Can you introduce me to it?"

Harry stared at Ron who was lying on the ground, glaring at the face that now had infinite desire, and resisted a strong smile.

"Okay, I'll introduce you." Harry thought about it and said, "But you have to listen to me, okay?"

"No problem." Ron stood up from the ground, "I'll listen to you, as long as you take me to meet Ravend."

"She's in Slughorn's office," Harryman said confidently, leading him toward the door.

"Why is she there?" Ron quickly followed and asked anxiously.

"Oh, she's taking potions class with him." Harry said nonsense.

"Maybe I can apply to go with her?" Ron said eagerly.

"Good idea," Harry said.

Harry was worried that Slughorn was having breakfast, but he knocked on the door and opened.

He was wearing a green velvet dressing gown and a nightcap of the same color, but he looked very energetic, not as if he had just woken up.

"Oh, Harry, are you doing anything?" Slughorn said. "I usually get up late on Saturdays, but fortunately Jack woke me up before. Otherwise, you would have to climb outside the door for a while."

"Professor, I'm sorry to bother you," said Harry, and Ron tiptoed to try to look over Slughorn into the room, "but my friend Ron mistakenly took the romance agent. Can you give him some antidote?"

"I thought you had already made him aware of the medicine. Harry, aren't you a potion expert?" Slughorn asked.

"Uh." Harry was a little distracted, because Ron was poking his ribs with his elbow and trying to squeeze into the house. "I have never given the antidote to the ecstasy. Sir, when I make it, Ron can have done anything serious-"

Ron cried out as if helping, "I can't see her, Harry - has he hidden her?"

"Another one who got hit?" Slughorn began to look at Ron with professional interest. "He is the second unlucky guy I've ever seen this year to take an ecstasy agent."

"Second? Oh, no matter how many he is." Harry said breathlessly, he was fighting Ron now, lest he knocked Slughorn down, "Today is his birthday, professor, please help."

"Oh, okay, come in, come in, there is a precedent anyway." Slughorn expressed mercy, "It's not my responsibility to do so, but Mrs. Pomfrey probably doesn't have some essential ingredients."

Ron rushed into Slughorn's hot and crowded study room, tripped by a footstool with a spike, and hurriedly hugged Harry's neck to restore his balance. He whispered, "She didn't see it, didn't she see it?"

"Yes, she didn't see you embarrassingly, Ron." Silver sat on the sofa with a funny face, sitting beside him with a pale, despairing Michael Kona.

"Did she really not see it?" Ron seemed to have caught some life-saving straw.

"Why are you here?" Harry asked.

"Same as your purpose here, Potter." Silver pointed to Michael with a pale face beside him. "This idiot accidentally ate the chocolate cauldron that someone else gave me, got fond of the romance, and shouted in the common room to spend his whole life with Cecile..."

"Jack, stop talking." Michael said buzzing with his head in his arms, "I'm almost shameless to meet people! How can you let me stay in the academy in the future?"

"It's up to you to be greedy. You know that Cecile's chocolate cauldron is mixed with a fascinating agent."

"But you took the packaging apart! I thought it was bought by myself!"

Harry looked at Michael's in dismay, and was very glad that he brought Ron here before he could do anything.

"Harry, your performance in potion class has been awful recently," Slughorn took out a dispensing bag. "Here are the medicinal materials needed to make the antidote."

"This is the step to make the antidote." He took out another book.

"Now you have to rely on yourself to save your friend." Slughorn clapped his hands, "Harry, hurry up, Jack just now configured the antidote."

Harry's heart sank, and the Book of Darkness is still in his dormitory. If he asks him to give himself a potion... (To be continued...)

ps: It seems that the book friend Yi 1470 is called Yi 1740...
Chapter completed!