"Frogs and quills and sugar pills? Bugs and beans and other such things?
What could she have meant?" Harry mused as he strolled down Hogsmeade's
streets and Ron and Draco. As this was the Five-Year-Reunion, they were
free to visit Hogsmeade anytime they wished over the weekend.
"You can buy frogs at a menagerie and bugs at the Apothecary," Ron suggested.
"Quills are available at bookstores and anything sugary would be at Honeydukes," Draco said.
"That reminds me," Ron said. "I have to get some Chocolate Frogs. I'm still missing a couple of cards."
Draco rolled his eyes. "What is it with you and your obsession with Chocolate Frogs?" he asked. "I, myself, much prefer Sugar Quills. Or Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. At least you're more adventurous that way. It's a Gryffindor hobby, isn't it? Eating all of the dangerous- looking beans you can find? Collecting cards sounds so . Ravenclaw."
Ron just rolled his eyes. Harry's eyes, on the other hand, were glinting. "That's it, Draco. You're a genius! Honeydukes!" With that, he began running.
"Hey, wait up," Ron panted, Draco behind him. Both exchanged glances as if to say . Harry's finally gone off his rocker.
"A genius? What for? What are you going on about?" Draco demanded as they finally reached the door of Honeydukes.
As they strode in, Harry stopped the counter. He was acutely aware of the fact that if he were wrong, he would look like a large idiot. "I'd like some frogs and quills and sugar pills, please," he said as politely as could be. "And some bugs and beans and other such things."
The lady at the counter had a twinkle in her eye. "Here," she deposited a bag into Harry's hands. "Compliments of Hermione."
Ron and Draco stared at him, agape and confused, as they walked out of Honeydukes. "Huh?" Ron finally voiced both of the boys' opinions.
"Frogs," Harry recited, pulling out a pack of Chocolate Frogs. "And Quills. Sugar Quills. Sugar Pills," he continued, taking out the newly produced sugary product, "Bugs. Cockroach Clusters. And beans. Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. And other such things." He dropped an entire pile of sweets on the bench they stopped at. "And another letter."
"I get it," Ron cracked a smile.
"Took you long enough," Draco snorted.
"As if you got it before I did," Ron rolled his eyes.
"Let me remind you, ~I~ was the one he said was a genius, not you," Draco smirked.
"Shut up, both of you. I want to read this letter," Harry said absent- mindedly.
To Harry, Ron, and Draco:
So, you've figured it out. I knew if you couldn't think it through, you would have gone to Honeydukes anyways sooner or later to cure your insatiable sweet tooth. Thus, I have enclosed a whole bunch of sweets. I hope you realize that I mean for you each to give me just as much sweets on my birthday. (
Hope you do well in school . you have checked your scores, haven't you? Harry, your scores in Magical Housewifery were dismal. I've heard rumors that you actually manage to do what Fred and George do on purpose . on accident! Honestly, it's just a spell. Of course, I'm not taking Magical Housewifery. And Draco, I'll have you know that although the sheet ~says~ we're tied, Remus, or Professor Lupin, informed me (his star student () that I beat you by half a point on that test! So ha! And Ron . why in the world are you taking Chess Strategy if you're just going to go and beat everybody? I also noticed that few of you took any ~practical~ classes. - glare - Why not?
I had to drop Muggle Studies back in Third Year (you do remember, don't you?) so I'm taking it again. It's hilarious the way they explain what we do. It's even worse than Mr. Weasley and his "eckeltricity". (Here, Ron shouted "What's wrong with that?" before Harry and Draco elbowed him shut.)
And now, for a grand finale, I have a scene for you to witness.
Hermione.
The letter automatically folded itself when the boys finished reading it, and hologram was projected. It showed Harry tripping on his robes ("Not again."), Ron as a baby ("I'm not wearing clothes!") and Draco as a ferret ("How'd she get that picture!") At the very end, the scene ended, and Hermione voice came out from it.
"At the 'Halloween Ball' I shall be,
"And woe to you if you don't spot me.
"I shall hide myself most carefully.
"Research 'Illusione' if me you wish to see."
And Hermione's voice disappeared.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Did you catch all that?" Draco said.
Immediately, a small piece of paper was ejected wit the words Hermione had just spoken printed on them.
"Another riddle," Harry groaned.
Before I continue, I should explain about this Halloween Ball. At the middle of the second month, a "Halloween Ball" was held. Of course, it was not actually on Halloween, but it reminded students of better, younger, more naïve, and happier times . or so was the reason that Headmaster Grist gave for it a hundred and fifty years ago.
So of course, Harry, Draco, and Ron were doing their best to research "Illusione" before the ball. There was only one problem. They couldn't find anything . in the section that wasn't Restricted.
They would remedy that soon, of course. Soon, they promised each other.
To be continued .
"You can buy frogs at a menagerie and bugs at the Apothecary," Ron suggested.
"Quills are available at bookstores and anything sugary would be at Honeydukes," Draco said.
"That reminds me," Ron said. "I have to get some Chocolate Frogs. I'm still missing a couple of cards."
Draco rolled his eyes. "What is it with you and your obsession with Chocolate Frogs?" he asked. "I, myself, much prefer Sugar Quills. Or Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. At least you're more adventurous that way. It's a Gryffindor hobby, isn't it? Eating all of the dangerous- looking beans you can find? Collecting cards sounds so . Ravenclaw."
Ron just rolled his eyes. Harry's eyes, on the other hand, were glinting. "That's it, Draco. You're a genius! Honeydukes!" With that, he began running.
"Hey, wait up," Ron panted, Draco behind him. Both exchanged glances as if to say . Harry's finally gone off his rocker.
"A genius? What for? What are you going on about?" Draco demanded as they finally reached the door of Honeydukes.
As they strode in, Harry stopped the counter. He was acutely aware of the fact that if he were wrong, he would look like a large idiot. "I'd like some frogs and quills and sugar pills, please," he said as politely as could be. "And some bugs and beans and other such things."
The lady at the counter had a twinkle in her eye. "Here," she deposited a bag into Harry's hands. "Compliments of Hermione."
Ron and Draco stared at him, agape and confused, as they walked out of Honeydukes. "Huh?" Ron finally voiced both of the boys' opinions.
"Frogs," Harry recited, pulling out a pack of Chocolate Frogs. "And Quills. Sugar Quills. Sugar Pills," he continued, taking out the newly produced sugary product, "Bugs. Cockroach Clusters. And beans. Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. And other such things." He dropped an entire pile of sweets on the bench they stopped at. "And another letter."
"I get it," Ron cracked a smile.
"Took you long enough," Draco snorted.
"As if you got it before I did," Ron rolled his eyes.
"Let me remind you, ~I~ was the one he said was a genius, not you," Draco smirked.
"Shut up, both of you. I want to read this letter," Harry said absent- mindedly.
To Harry, Ron, and Draco:
So, you've figured it out. I knew if you couldn't think it through, you would have gone to Honeydukes anyways sooner or later to cure your insatiable sweet tooth. Thus, I have enclosed a whole bunch of sweets. I hope you realize that I mean for you each to give me just as much sweets on my birthday. (
Hope you do well in school . you have checked your scores, haven't you? Harry, your scores in Magical Housewifery were dismal. I've heard rumors that you actually manage to do what Fred and George do on purpose . on accident! Honestly, it's just a spell. Of course, I'm not taking Magical Housewifery. And Draco, I'll have you know that although the sheet ~says~ we're tied, Remus, or Professor Lupin, informed me (his star student () that I beat you by half a point on that test! So ha! And Ron . why in the world are you taking Chess Strategy if you're just going to go and beat everybody? I also noticed that few of you took any ~practical~ classes. - glare - Why not?
I had to drop Muggle Studies back in Third Year (you do remember, don't you?) so I'm taking it again. It's hilarious the way they explain what we do. It's even worse than Mr. Weasley and his "eckeltricity". (Here, Ron shouted "What's wrong with that?" before Harry and Draco elbowed him shut.)
And now, for a grand finale, I have a scene for you to witness.
Hermione.
The letter automatically folded itself when the boys finished reading it, and hologram was projected. It showed Harry tripping on his robes ("Not again."), Ron as a baby ("I'm not wearing clothes!") and Draco as a ferret ("How'd she get that picture!") At the very end, the scene ended, and Hermione voice came out from it.
"At the 'Halloween Ball' I shall be,
"And woe to you if you don't spot me.
"I shall hide myself most carefully.
"Research 'Illusione' if me you wish to see."
And Hermione's voice disappeared.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Did you catch all that?" Draco said.
Immediately, a small piece of paper was ejected wit the words Hermione had just spoken printed on them.
"Another riddle," Harry groaned.
Before I continue, I should explain about this Halloween Ball. At the middle of the second month, a "Halloween Ball" was held. Of course, it was not actually on Halloween, but it reminded students of better, younger, more naïve, and happier times . or so was the reason that Headmaster Grist gave for it a hundred and fifty years ago.
So of course, Harry, Draco, and Ron were doing their best to research "Illusione" before the ball. There was only one problem. They couldn't find anything . in the section that wasn't Restricted.
They would remedy that soon, of course. Soon, they promised each other.
To be continued .