Ron was sent to a muggle school with a few others, like Harry, Heromine, Draco, Pansy abd Blaise, to get some information about how they work and report it back to Dummledore.

Today, the teacher, before the bell rang to go home, announced something that made Ron DREAD tomorrow.

"Oh! Remember, tomorrow you have to bring your siblings to school, alright?"

She smiled softly, as if she wasnt putting Ron in a never ending cycle of teasing and torture.

"Ill be contacting your parents to let them know, just incase you try to weasel your way out of it!"

Her some smile didnt fade, but she went from his favorite teacher to his LEAST favourite. Ron raised his hand from his seat in the middle.

One thing was, muggles didnt seem to like gingers or British people; considering Ron got picked on and occasionally, usually daily, beat up. That was one thing his brothers, or anybody for that fact, needed to know about.

After the teacher answered a few other questions, she noticed Ron's hand up in the air. Though, there were still a few hands up.

"Yes, Ron?"

She hummed.