Mrs. Weasley said, tapping her wand at a pile of potatoes in the pool. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But I didn't expect her to use a little more force.

The potatoes peeled so fast that they jumped up to the walls and ceilings.

"Oh my God, it's all these two guys!" she said viciously, pinching the potatoes from the ceiling one by one with a dustpan, "I don't know what they're going to become, they don't have the slightest ambition, they know how to get into trouble all day long......"

Mrs. Weasley pulled a large brass saucepan out of the cupboard and slammed it on the kitchen table.

"It's not that they're not smart," she said, reaching into the saucepan as a stream of creamy sauce erupted from her wand's head.

Mrs. Weasley stirred vigorously and said angrily, "But those cleverness are not the place, unless they quickly pick themselves up and change their ways, they will be in bad luck." More owls flew in from Hogwarts to complain to them than everyone else combined. If they continue like this, they will end up in the Office of Misuse of Magic. ”

She stabbed the knife drawer with her wand again, and the drawer popped open.

Evan subconsciously took a step back, as he noticed that Mrs. Weasley was looking at him angrily.

"And you, Aven!" the knife began to clatter the potatoes under Mrs. Weasley's control, "I don't blame you, you're a good boy, but I don't think you should have helped them with those studies, especially for that big sum of money!"

"That's all the money they made from consignment in the store, and I didn't help much. Evan hurriedly said, "The products of the two of them are very popular, they have a lot of potential in this area, I think ......"

Evan immediately couldn't speak, and he saw Hermione standing beside Mrs. Weasley looking at him.

It occurred to him that he had to behave better to be able to get Hermione's forgiveness.

Obviously, what he just said about Fred and George had absolutely nothing to do with good performance.

"I don't see any potential for them, and now they're so degraded that they're playing tricks on Muggles, like those evil dark wizards!" Mrs. Weasley put down her wand and pulled out a few more saucepans, "I really don't understand what we've been wrong with our education, ...... years"

"Come on, Avan!" Ron said hurriedly, "let's get these out." ”

He and Harry opened the drawer and pulled out plates and a handful of cutlery.

Evan also thought that he was better off staying here, and he followed the two of them out quickly.

In the courtyard, Hermione's pet cat, Crookshan, was running around, its tail standing high on the air like a bottle brush.

It's chasing a goblin that lives like a potato with legs.

When Hermione arrived at Aven's house before, she didn't bring Crookshank Mountain over, but sent it directly to Ron.

Crookshank saw Evan and called out affectionately.

Aside from Hermione, it had the best relationship with Aven, often getting tired of being around him.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the goblin slipped into one of the Wellington leather boots scattered by the door and hid.

Crookshank hurried away from Evan and rushed towards the boot, ready to catch the goblin.

In the courtyard, Charlie and Bill were mobilizing two tattered old tables to fly across the lawn, crashing into each other.

Each table wanted to knock the other out of the air, and Fred and George were standing on the sidelines cheering.

With a thud, Bill's desk hit Charlie's table, knocking one of its legs off.

At this moment, there was a crisp crashing sound overhead.

Everyone looked up at the same time and saw Percy's head poking out of the third-floor window.

"Can you be quiet?" he shouted.

"I'm sorry, Percy!" said Bill with a grin, "How's the bottom of the crucible?"

"It's bad. Percy said angrily, slamming the window shut.

Bill and Charlie chuckled softly and used their wands to guide the table down to the grass.

Then, with a flick of his wand, Bill reattached the leg and conjured the tablecloth out of thin air.

At seven o'clock, the meal was served on time.

Dinner went smoothly and everyone ate under the clear dark blue night sky.

For Aven, who had just said goodbye to the strange and dangerous ruins of the Fallen Centaurs, everything here was like heaven.

The same was true for Harry, who had been eating stale and stale cakes all summer.

On the table, chicken, ham pies, boiled potatoes and salads, puddings and other delicacies are piled up on plates.

Nobody is talking about unpleasant topics, everyone is talking about things related to the World Cup.

Evan asks Bill about his work, as well as news about Jade.

"It's a very important alchemical text, carved into an emerald gemstone plate, set at the entrance to the chamber of the Pyramid of the Pharaohs of Hermes!" said Bill, "Although it has been discovered for two thousand years, the exploration and decipherment of the pyramid has not yet been completed, there are countless curses there, and we have not yet found the coffin of the pharaoh, which is the most dangerous one, and it is unknown how many people have died in it." ”

Listening to Bill's description, Aven is fascinated by the ancient and mysterious Egyptian pyramids and the treasures hidden there.

The job of cursed codebreaker is dangerous, but it is indeed very interesting, and Evan is also a little tempted to try to apply.

After defeating Voldemort, it is a good choice to work at Gringotts or become an explorer.

Beside him, Mr. Weasley was talking to Percy about Barty Creech.

They had been talking all night, but Percy was still unsatisfied.

Halfway through dinner, Mr. Weasley conjured up some candles to light up the darkening garden.

Moths flutter low on the table, and the warm air fills the air with the scent of grass and honeysuckle.

Everyone was very full and chatted with satisfaction.

"Look at the time," Mrs. Weasley said suddenly, looking at her watch, "boys, you should go to bed, we have to get up early tomorrow to visit Sirius." The poor man, hoping that he is okay. ”

"Dumbledore said in his letter that he's all right and out of danger!" Harry said expectantly, "If he recovers, he'll still have time to come with us to the World Cup!"

"I hope so, you'll leave for the game tomorrow after visiting Sirius!" said Mrs. Weasley, "Aven, Harry, Hermione, you three have left your school supplies with the purchase list, and I'll go to Diagon Alley the day after tomorrow to buy them for you." I'm going to buy it for someone else anyway, and when the World Cup is over, it's probably too late, and the last game lasted five days. ”

"I wish it was the same this time!" said Harry, excitedly.

"Oh, I don't want to. Percy said solemnly, "I shuddered to think that I had been gone for five days at once, and that my basket wasn't full of papers." ”

"yes, maybe someone has sent you dragon dung in an envelope, Percy. Fred said.

"That's a sample of fertilizer from Norway!" Percy said, his face flushed, "not for a private person!"

"Actually!" Fred whispered to Evan as everyone got up to leave the table, "that's what we sent him." ”

Stifling a smile, Evan followed the others towards the Burrow.

He looked back to see that Hermione and Ginny were still helping Mrs. Weasley clean up the dishes.

Evan hadn't forgotten about business, and had made an appointment to talk to Hermione tonight.

Although she seems to have forgiven herself, the atmosphere is so good that it is perfect for dating.

Evan didn't mind spending some time alone with Hermione before going to bed. (To be continued.) )