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Punishment

With the help of Rogerio for translation.

Ron had had a great school year at Hogwarts: he had had a lot of fun with his little toys, drugs and hypnosis.

But he had no idea when he got home that his mother Molly Weasley would take him aside to show him the box of glycerin suppositories which he had used on Hermione.

"Ron can you tell me why these things were under your bed? I want an explanation right now ! "began his mother.

Ron had never imagined that his mother would search his room in his absence: she deserved a good lesson. So he began his hypnotic voice "Mom it's magic gold, but it must be used in some special way"

" Gold ? " asked Mrs Weasley, who had never been very rich, as she stared at the little golden rockets.

"Yes, each one is a magical object that is given to hens to make them lay gold eggs. It must be placed in the ass and thirty minutes later the egg is laid" explained, Ron.

Molly, succumbing to both hypnosis and greed, thought out loud "But we don't have any hens."

Ron smiled. "The device also works on humans"

"So we'll be richer than Nicolas Flamel," concluded the woman who had given birth to Ron, sinking 3 suppositories into her bottom. Ron smiled again, savoring his revenge.

Ron took the suppositories box and removed it with a spell. "Evanesco" said Rona and the box vanished completely.

As her mother regained consciousness, she asked "What were we talking about just then?"

"You wanted to know if I had spent a good school year" said Ron to change the subject.

"And was it a good year ? "asked Molly who could feel that something was going on in her intestines and stomach.

"Excellent" replied Ron, while remembering all the people he had healed during the year.

The woman put her hand on her stomach which was emitting strange gurgling sounds as the 3 suppositories began to have their effect: "Looks like my stomach hurts me, I'll go and see if I can find a cure in my book." But she scarcely had time to turn a few pages before she had to rush to the toilet, under the gaze of Ron who had taught her that curiosity killed the cat.

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