Just then, the door to Evan and Hermione was pushed open again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Mrs. Weasley walked in with a smile on her face and a pile of freshly washed clothes in her arms.

"Oh my God, I can't believe it, I heard from Arthur that he sent an owl over on purpose, and what just happened, and that's great news!" she said excitedly, her body trembling slightly, "how could they do that? I heard that Dumbledore worked hard to get it, and the board would agree." Minerva is coming over to announce it, we should celebrate tonight, I never thought about it......"

"Oh!" Fred said in annoyance, covering his eyes weakly with his right hand, "I knew it would happen." ”

"Even Professor McGonagall is coming?" said George, his voice tinged with surprise, "I know it's incredible, but isn't that an exaggeration, Charlie, Bill, and Percy didn't get that kind of treatment back then." ”

"It's different, after all, it hasn't been like this in years. Whoever sounds like it will feel amazing and incredible. Mrs. Weasley said, putting her clothes on the bed, "Arthur told me that the last time this happened was three centuries ago, when ......"

A few people blinked, what the hell was Mrs. Weasley talking about?

They had thought she was talking about Ron becoming a prefect, but that didn't sound like that.

Instead, she talked about a wizard from more than three hundred years ago, and what else was specifically approved by the Hogwarts Board......

"Mother, what are you talking about?" said Fred, "why don't I understand. ”

"I'm so excited, after all, it's great news. No, no, I can't tell you the news yet, at least it shouldn't be for me to say, after all, Minerva hasn't come yet, and it's not necessarily yet. Anyway, it's up to her to make the announcement. Mrs. Weasley said.

She took a deep breath, and could tell that she was trying to restrain her desire to tell the story.

Several people looked at each other, their eyes full of curiosity, this kind of situation did not happen to Mrs. Weasley, which showed that she knew that this matter was indeed very exciting, and it was great news, so she showed such a look.

"Is Hogwarts going to have a Triwizard Tournament again?" Fred guessed.

"It's probably a similar event, I'm 17 years old this time, and I have to be a warrior. George said.

"What are you talking about, this event happens every five years, and with what happened last year, I guess the reopening of the Triwizard Tournament could be postponed indefinitely!" Hermione said, "Besides, now is not the time to hold such an exchange." ”

She looked at Mrs. Weasley with the same curiosity, but it was clear that the other party was intent on keeping the secret a good one.

This situation is the most torturous time, and after saying a little, it arouses everyone's curiosity, but they refuse to tell what the hell is going on, so they can only let a few of them guess here, what is Dumbledore going to do, what is going to happen at Hogwarts?

Evan blinked, this time he didn't even have a clue.

"I can't say, you'll find out in the evening, after all, it's the last day before school starts. By the way, I should have prepared more food, and everyone should have come to celebrate in the evening. Mrs. Weasley said, her voice trembling, and she struggled to divide her clothes into three piles, "All right, Ginny said that the bibliography is finally here, and if you give me the bibliography, I'll go to Diagon Alley this afternoon to buy the books for you, and you pack your bags at home." Hermione, do you have anything in particular?"

"Thanks, I ran out of purchases the last time I went to Diagon Alley with Aven!" Hermione said.

Her little face turned red again, and she remembered the picture of herself and Evan going to buy underwear, and what they were doing in Diagon Alley......

"Oh!" continued Mrs. Weasley, "Ron, I'm going to buy you another set of pajamas, this one is at least six inches shorter, I can't believe how you grew so fast, what color do you want?"

"Buy him a red and gold one, with his badge. George said with a wicked grin.

He didn't know what Mrs. Weasley was talking about, but she obviously didn't know the news that Ron had become a prefect.

"What's worthy of him?" said Mrs. Weasley absentmindedly, still thinking about what was on her mind, rolling up a pair of maroon socks and placing them on Ron's pile of clothes.

"His badge!" said Fred, his expression seemed to be worse than a short pain, and he said it all in one breath, "his lovely, new, shiny prefect badge." ”

Mrs. Weasley was still thinking about other things, and it took a while for her to understand what Fred had said.

"His ...... But, Ron, shouldn't you?"

Ron held up his badge, a smile finally on his face.

Mrs. Weasley let out a scream, exactly like Hermione's just now.

"I can't believe it, I can't believe it! How could this be, this is even more shocking than the news just now, how could they do this!" Mrs. Weasley burst into tears, "Oh, Ron, that's amazing! Prefect, everyone in the family is a prefect!"

"What are Fred and I? next-door neighbors?" said George, indignant.

His mother pushed him aside and put her arms around her youngest son.

"How happy your father should have heard about it, I'm so proud of you, what good news, this is the first step, you will be like Bill and Percy in the future......" She paused and said quickly, "I've been worrying so much lately, I didn't expect two great news, I'm so excited, oh, Ronnie!"

Both Fred and George let out loud retching noises behind Mrs. Weasley, but Mrs. Weasley didn't notice.

She wrapped her arms around Ron's neck and kissed him left and right on the cheek, Ron's face was redder than his badge.

"Mommy, don't, don't! Mom, take control!" he muttered, desperately trying to push her away.

Mrs. Weasley let go of him, and said breathlessly, "So, what do you want?" I bought it for you when I went to Diagon Alley in the afternoon, and we gave Percy an owl, but of course you already have one. ”

"Y-What are you talking about?" said Ron, seemingly unable to believe his ears.

"You must be rewarded for it!" said Mrs. Weasley lovingly, "how about a beautiful new robe?, or a new cauldron, Charlie's old cauldron is already full of rust, or a new rat, which you have always loved for spotted ...... before."