Harry Potter: The Dragon Lord Comes to Hogwarts

Chapter 220 Helping Ron Recover His Memory

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Hermione was a little overwhelmed, but she still explained:

"But...but, if I remember correctly,

Ron's current intended role on the Gryffindor Quidditch team was supposed to be batsman.

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Can.....

With his current state, it is very likely that he will make a joke after playing..."

Hermione was talking, but was quickly silenced by Harry's serious eyes.

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Then he looked at Dudley for help:

"Dudley, can you really help Ron?"

Dudley smiled slightly, nodded and said:

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"Hermione, you are overcomplicating things, and Ron's situation is not bad.

Although it seems a bit tricky now, I don't mind using my theoretical knowledge from my tutor at Cambridge University in the Muggle area to help Ron recover as soon as possible. "

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I also heard about Hermione of Cambridge University,

Although Hogwarts has to show disregard for everything about Muggles,

But Muggles have their advantages in medical, biological and electronic technology.

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ten minutes later.

Harry pulled the longing Hermione out of Hogwarts Hospital.

In an empty room.

At this moment there are only two left.

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The scene was quiet.

Dudley watched Ron silently.

And Ron looked a little dazed at the moment, as if he was trying to remember something.

"Du... Dudley, the Quidditch area that Hermione just said... I seem to remember it.

yes...

I should be the Seeker!

Specially responsible for catching the golden snitch..."

Listening to Ron talking to himself without saying a word.

Dudley just smiled slightly:

"Ron, I haven't seen you all night. You must be starving. Do you still remember what your favorite food is?"

Ron's bewildered expression seemed to have regained some inspiration, and he hurriedly said:

"Yes! Grilled fish!!!"