Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 145 is pink
"Ahem..." Ike suddenly choked and coughed a few times.

Seeing this, Mr. Weasley asked, "What's the matter, Ike?"

"It's nothing, I just choked."

He asked again: "It was just said that Rita Stuckey lived in the hospital for several months? What's going on?"

"Don't you read the Daily Prophet?" Hermione said in surprise.

"Seldom watch it." Ike shook his head. Apart from foresight, the only thing he knew about major events in the wizarding world was Stewart's occasional broadcast. In fact, even many things in school were told by Stuart.

"About June last year, Rita Starkey was admitted to the Spell Injury Department of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries for unknown reasons, and was not discharged until before Christmas," Hermione explained.

"No one knows why she was hospitalized, but I have to say that the "Daily Prophet" at that time was really... how should I put it? It was very clean." Bill echoed.

"That woman is even worse than ever since she got out of the hospital!" Percy said angrily. "Last week she said we should go all out to kill vampires!"

"There, Percy." Mr. Weasley put down the newspaper, interrupting Percy at the same time. "We're in trouble. We must hurry back to the Ministry."

"I shouldn't be able to relax these days."

"Arthur, this has nothing to do with your office, does it?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "That should be Scrimgeour's business. Besides, don't you eat lunch?"

"Everyone can't escape the responsibility, we are all on the scene." Mr. Weasley put on his clothes casually, picked up his hat, "It's too late, I don't know when I will be back at night, don't wait for me."

"I'll go with you, Dad." Percy followed suit and left with Mr. Weasley.

"By the way, Mrs. Weasley, did Hedway bring me a letter?" Harry asked suddenly after the two left.

"Letter? No, dear, not a single letter." Mrs. Weasley looked at the door which was slowly closing after Mr. Weasley and Percy left, still in a daze.

Ron looked at Harry curiously, and Harry winked and said, "Ron, can I go to your room and clean up my things?"

"Okay... I'll go too." Ron replied without hesitation. The two had just walked a few steps when they suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Hermione.

"Hermione, what about you?" Harry asked.

Hermione agreed immediately, stopped after walking a few steps, and looked back at Ike.Ike waved his hand, and then went upstairs with Harry and Ron.

"So, are you sure about the relationship?" Fred took the cup and sat down next to Ike.

"I think it should be. Didn't you see how they looked at each other just now?" George said and sat on the other side, and the two sandwiched Ike.

"Seriously, you two are amazing, ages one and two, perfect!"

"That's right, and you also saved Hermione yesterday! Tsk tsk tsk, the hero saves the beauty, the plot in the novel!"

This topic obviously aroused everyone's interest. Bill and Charlie originally wanted to go to sleep and rest, but now they turned their heads together.Even more so, Ginny rested her chin on her hands, ready to listen to gossip.Even Mrs. Weasley was interested. Although she seemed to be busy by the sink, her slightly turned body gave her away.

"Actually... I don't know, we didn't talk about it." Ike was taken aback by this posture, and spread his hands and replied.

"What do you mean you didn't talk about it? You're all living together!" Ginny suddenly became agitated, her smile flushed red.

"No! We... have our own rooms."

"tsk tsk"

"tsk tsk"

The twins smacked their lips in unison, completely disbelieving Ike's explanation.

"Ike, I think you have to be brave. Boys should take the initiative in this kind of thing." Mrs. Weasley said.

"But..." Ike was about to say something when he was interrupted by Fred.

"But what? When she comes down later, you can ask her to go for a stroll in the garden, and you can throw goblins together. Believe me, that's a very good activity!"

"That's right! It's very suitable for confession!" George echoed.

Fred was about to say something, but Ginny gave him a sudden stare. He turned around and saw Ron standing at the stairs with a sullen expression, and Harry beside him looked a little at a loss.

As for Hermione, her hands were ravaging the corners of her clothes, and her head was slightly lowered, so that people could not see the expression on her face clearly.

"Ahem, are you holding the broom for a Quidditch game?" George said loudly, standing up and patting Fred on the shoulder, "I think you need us, and Bill and Charlie, just three on three !"

"No... That's right!" Harry glanced at Ron who was beside him, and pulled Ron down while agreeing.The twins, Bill, and Charlie also surrounded Ron in the middle, and yelled out of the room.

"Honey, we need to go and have a look. I don't want these bastards messing up my garden." Mrs. Weasley wiped her hands and pulled Ginny away who was about to continue listening to gossip.

In the house, only Ike and Hermione were left.

"Arguing? With them?" Ike asked softly, pulling Hermione to sit down at the table.

"No." Hermione shook her head.

"You can't hide what's on your mind, it's written all over your face, I can see it." Ike said very firmly, "You can tell me about it."

"Ike..." Hermione's hands began to ravage the poor clothes again, and she remained silent for a while without opening her mouth.

Ike played with the teacup silently until he drank up the black tea in it, before Hermione made a sound.

"Actually... I can guess a little." Ike said slowly, "Harry and Ron, they are your best friends. But Ron has always been to me..."

"So, he said something serious to you just now."

Seeing Hermione nodded slightly, Ike continued, "I'm sorry to embarrass you..."

"No, Ron is just an idiot!" Hermione said excitedly, staring at Ike.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this." Ike waved his hand, "He is right, I am wrong, and you are not wrong. Many things can only be answered by time."

"Besides, I think we have something more important to talk about..."

"What's the matter?" Hermione seemed to be faintly aware of it, with a little expectation in her eyes, and a little bit of embarrassment.

"You should have heard some of what Fred and the others said just now."

"Actually, I also want to know..." Ike suddenly didn't know what to say, scratched his head, and even blushed a little unconsciously.

Hermione's eyes lit up, with a bit of cunning, she leaned forward, and her face came close to her.

"What do you want to know, Ike Stride?"

"I... want to ask, are you... willing to..."

Suddenly, there was a cold touch on his face, and when he looked up again, Hermione had already ran out the door, leaving Ike alone in the room.

He got up, went out, and naturally leaned against the door, looking at Hermione who was whispering to Ginny.

Inexplicably, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)