For the rest of the day, their conversation focused on Aven's broomstick production plan. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Hermione decided to buy all the professional broomstick books on the market and figure out the whole process.

Others put forward a lot of improvement requirements based on the reality of their own use of broomsticks, and designed a broomstick in their minds.

Evan thought that these suggestions were all good, and there were many things that he hadn't thought of before.

He didn't have a problem on the technical level, but after all, he didn't have much contact with the broomstick before, and there was no way to compare with Harry.

At the end of the discussion, they decided to write a letter to their classmates through the owl mail to ask for their opinions.

At the very least, the opinions of the players on the Quidditch teams in each house must be sought, and the Slytherin house will be counted.

Fred and George also asked Evan to come to their room after dinner to see the new prank product they had developed this holiday season.

In the words of the two of them, now everything is ready and only the east wind is owed.

They want to graduate from Hogwarts right away, open a joke shop in Diagon Alley, and do this great business.

It was more than twenty minutes before Mrs. Weasley came up and told everyone to go down to dinner.

With a bang, Fred and George were gone, and now they were phantasm, and they didn't want to take a single step.

"Can't the two of them walk properly?" said Mrs. Weasley unhappily, "By the way, who threw so many big eggs outside the kitchen door?"

"It's Crook Hill. Ginny said without blushing, "It likes to play with big!"

"Oh, Kreacher is cleaning up. Mrs. Weasley said, "It's helpful to have a house-elf in the house, but that guy has a strange temper, and it's best not to provoke him." Well, don't forget to keep your voice down in the foyer. Ginny, why are your hands so dirty, what are you doing? Go wash up and eat dinner. ”

Ginny grimaced at Aven, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and followed her mom out.

"I don't like that house-elf, it's the most uncomfortable part of this house. Ron said.

"Kreacher has changed a lot ......"

Kreacher's change was unexpected, but he didn't treat everyone equally, he treated them differently.

It is simply unrealistic for him to completely discard his previous ideas and make radical changes.

He had only improved his attitude towards Aven, Harry, and Hermione now, as they had helped Sirius bring back Regulus's corpse, and the funeral, which seemed a little shabby to Aven, had touched Kreacher a lot.

In particular, the replica of the Slytherin pendant that Evan gave him later helped him regain his confidence and belief in life.

For others, he still has a bad attitude.

Kreacher is always muttering bad things about them behind their backs and doing weird things.

Sirius must have told him before he left, so he continued to do what he had to do, and it wasn't too out of line.

Hermione was intrigued by Kreacher's change, which made her realize that with enough effort, the house-elves would change too.

She hadn't given up her efforts to help the house-elves improve their rights and status, but under Aivan's subtlety, she didn't take too many radical actions, such as sewing sweaters directly to the house-elves, which would only scare them.

Her current approach is to take the trouble to communicate with every house-elf she can come into contact with, to be friends with them to enhance their relationship, and to continue to tell them the success stories of Dobby and Kreacher, tell them the benefits of protecting their own rights and interests, and let them take the initiative to fight for their rights and status.

Of course, until now, she has not succeeded in congenying other house-elves.

The group cautiously walked around Mrs. Black's portrait and saw Creech cleaning the kitchen door.

"Master Aven, Master Harry, Miss Hermione, Creech has prepared dinner for you alone, as well as a special pudding. The elf said, his eyes lit up when he saw them, and he hurried over, "When Creech finishes cleaning up here, I'll bring it to you, so that you don't get eaten by those gluttons." ”

"Well done, Kreacher, you're doing a good job. Hermione encouraged.

"Thank you, Miss Hermione. He bowed and said with a smile, "Kreacher has served the noble Black family for the rest of his life!"

"Separate dinner and special pudding?!" Ron said unhappily, wrinkling his nose, "I don't like this elf, he only treats the three of you well, not the others at all, I'm kind of fed up with him." ”

"If you treat him well, you'll get his respect. Hermione said sharply, "You should look at Kreacher's previous attitude towards us to see how much he's changed." ”

"It's insane to be nice to a house-elf. Ron said, waving his hand weakly, "I don't see any point in that, Kreacher is a freak, and none of the house-elves at school do." ”

"That's because they don't know how to defend their rights......"

"Please, Hermione, don't talk to me about vomiting. Ron interrupted.

"It's not vomiting!" Hermione said annoyedly, "it's the House-Elf Advocates Society, not just me, but Evan and Harry are just one of them, and Dumbledore also said that we should be kind to every house-elf." ”

"I was forced by you to join. Ron whispered, in a voice he could hear.

It was clear that he hadn't listened to Hermione.

In the kitchen, there were many chairs for meetings, and in the middle was a long wooden table with parchment rolls, goblts, empty wine bottles, and what looked like rags.

Mr. Weasley sat at the end of the table, cleaning up the parchment on the table, and quickly stood up when he saw them enter.

"Here you are, children. Mr. Weasley said, walking over in two steps and shaking hands with Harry, "Hello, Harry, it's a pleasure to see you!"

"Hello, Mr. Weasley. Harry said.

He looked around and fell on a roll of parchment on the table, which seemed to be the floor plan of a building.

Immediately, Aivan, who was following him, also saw the drawing.

"We finished eating tonight with more people than usual. Mrs. Weasley said, grabbing the floor plan from the table and stuffing it to Mr. Weasley to keep Evan and Harry from peeping, "Remus will come over later, we're going to leave him something." Alright, girls, can you go inside and help me bring out dinner, we'll have dinner now." ”

"I'm going to help too!" said Tonks, standing up quickly, and in an instant knocking a candle over a roll of parchment, "Oh no, I'm sorry......"

"It's okay, dear. Mrs. Weasley said, her voice a little annoyed, "You better sit down." ”

With a wave of her wand, she repaired the parchment.

"Disappear!" Mr. Weasley also took out his wand and waved it gently, and the parchment on the table disappeared, and he pointed to what looked like rags on the chair and said kindly, "This is Mondongus, Harry, you've already met, haven't you?"

Mundungus let out a long, snoring sound and woke up suddenly.

"Who's saying my name?" he muttered in a daze, "I agree with Mad-Eye Moody. ”

He raised a dirty hand in the air as if to vote, his drooping, bloodshot eyes staring blankly.