Needless to say, the arrival of Ron and Harry made this cubicle lively.

While we were chatting, the sound of a trolley rang, and the voice of an aunt selling snacks came from outside the door.

"Would you like to buy anything, kids?"

"No, thank you, I brought..." Ron took out a sandwich with some embarrassment.

Harry looked at his somewhat embarrassed new friend and took out a few Galleons from his pocket.

"We want them all."

"Wow..." This time, not only Ron, but also Neville joined in the admiration.

Rich people, let’s be friends!

After pouring all the snacks in the car onto the seats, the saleswoman left the compartment and went to the front of the car to replenish the supplies. You three little guys, you look at me and I look at you. Harry was the first to speak: "Why don't we eat together? Anyway,

I can’t eat alone.”

"Uh, thank you, but..." Ron looked at the squeezed sandwich in his hand with a grimace: "Mom said waste is bad behavior, I have to eat them all."

"How about this, how about you divide this sandwich into four parts, and each of us kills one part for you?" Louis suggested in a timely manner.

"Uh...this..." Ron was extremely embarrassed. The sandwich made by his mother looked so bad under the squeeze that he was a little embarrassed now.

"You're welcome." Louis winked at Ron, took out his knife, cut the sandwich into four parts, picked up his own portion and stuffed it into his mouth.

I have to admit that Mrs. Weasley's craftsmanship is very good, and even this simple sandwich does not taste bad.

At least it tastes better than what Diana made...

"It should be said that your mother's craftsmanship is excellent." Louis' expression was not fake. He swallowed the sandwich, raised his eyebrows and said to Ron with a smile: "Compared to what my sister makes, I don't know where it is.

If she goes, she must ask her aunt for advice if she gets the chance."

"Really?" Ron's eyes lit up. Children always take pleasure in praise.

"Of course, I like it very much." Louis smiled and patted Ron's knee - the two of them were sitting next to each other.

"I testify, it's much more delicious than Aunt Petunia's." Harry said the same.

"It's as delicious as my grandma's." This was Neville's compliment.

"Thank you." Ron beamed and picked up a bag of snacks from the seat: "Would you like to try this? Bibi multi-flavor beans?"

Then he saw Neville with a frustrated look on his face and asked with concern: "Neville? What's wrong with you?"

"Oh... no... speaking of grandma, I seem to have forgotten something again..." Neville said with a grimace.

"It's okay, I'll think about it while eating, and maybe I'll remember it." Ron opened the multi-flavor beans and handed one to each person: "They say they have various flavors, including chocolate, mint..."


Chapter completed!