PS: Who has ever heard of "floating balloon"? can turn "beach-ball" into this, it is also remarkable, the original text is to emphasize the size of the birthday cake, even if you think that "beach ball" is relatively niche, simply turn into a common "fitness ball", according to the principle of "Xindaya", at least express the meaning, this "floating balloon", how to sound like a big guy, not to mention that this word has only found a search term on the Internet, should it not be a word made up by editors?

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"I'll see you later," Darren heard Harry say, and followed Ron out of Ginny's bedroom. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ron strode down the stairs, Harry following him all the way, Hermione standing on the stairs watching them, and then turned to face Darren with a little panicked.

"It's okay," Darren reassured her, "they can't fight, they should." ”

"Oh, Darren, but they maybe, maybe they're going to fight!" Hermione was a little unhappy with Darren's understatement.

"Harry has a birthday today, which means that he is already an adult, Ron is older than me, they should be responsible for their own actions, they are no longer children, you don't always look at them like before, even if they are together this year, it is impossible to care about them for the rest of their lives, it will only be the two of us who will live in that house in the future, of course, for a period of time in the future, do you plan to let them live with us all the time?" Darren looked at Hermione and said.

“……”

Although Harry said that all he needed was a normal dinner was not too much trouble, it was obviously impossible, and Mrs. Weasley was busy for most of the day, putting together a few tables in the garden. Fred and George magically conjure up a large number of purple lanterns, which hang above the heads of their guests, flashing with the dazzling and striking number "17".

Hermione helped decorate the trees and bushes with her wand, conjuring purple and gold banners to hang on them, and at the end turning the leaves of the sand fruit trees into gold, making the place more gorgeous and matching the lanterns.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Mrs. Weasley said loudly as she walked through the garden door, a golden snitch the size of a beach ball floating in front of her, it was her birthday cake, and it was really suitable for the chaser position.

When the cake landed in the center of the table, Harry said, "That's amazing, Mrs. Weasley. ”

"Oh, nothing, dear. Mrs. Weasley said lovingly, and Ron gave Harry two thumbs up behind her and mouthed, "Good." ”

At seven o'clock, when the guests had arrived for the birthday party, Fred and George stood at the end of the path to greet them, and led them into the house, the first to be Blake, who brought Harry a large bag of presents, all of which had been turned out of his house, and which seemed to be of great value and all of them shining.

Hagrid wore one of his furry brown suits, which Darren knew was his best outfit for the Triwizard Tournament at the Santa Ball.

Lupin also came to shake Harry's hand, smiling but looking upset, while Tonks next to him looked simply radiant, and Blake smiled at them.

"Happy birthday, Harry. Tonks said, hugging him tightly.

"Seventeen, isn't it?" Hagrid said as he took a keg of wine from Fred's hand, "We met today six years ago, Harry, do you remember?"

"Kind of an impression," Harry said with a grin looking up at him, "did you smash the door, give Dudley a pig's tail, and tell me I'm a wizard?"

"I can't remember the details. Hagrid chuckled, "How's it going, Darren, Hermione?"

"Good," Darren asked, seeing Hagrid, "how are those things?"

"Oh, it's ok. We've got a few newborn unicorns, and I'll show you when you get back......"

"Hagrid!"

Seeing Darren's eyes, Hagrid reacted, "Oh, you're talking about those, it's the same as last time, but now there's no one in the school, I can't take care of it, it's worse than last time." ”

"It's okay," because he had already reached the predetermined goal, so Darren didn't really care, just that this way, he could find some work for Hagrid to do, and not run around, "Just be careful not to be too tired yourself, now it doesn't have to be as much as last year." ”

"That's the case, then I'm relieved, I'm afraid you won't have enough, by the way," said Hagrid, who pulled out a small fluffy drawstring bag from his pocket, with a long strap attached to it, and said to Harry, "Donkey skin, whatever you hide in it, only the master himself can take it, it's a rarity." ”

Hearing Hagrid's words, Darren and Hermione glanced at each other, both of which they had in their pockets with the Traceless Expansion Charm on their hands......

"Hagrid, thank you so much!"

"It's nothing, yo, Charlie is here! I've always liked him...... Hey, Charlie!" Hagrid greeted loudly.

Hearing Hagrid's voice, Charlie walked over and reluctantly touched his freshly cut, miserably short hair, "Hello, Hagrid, how is everything going?"

"I've wanted to write to you for a long time, how is Noble?"

"Nober, that Norwegian spinback dragon, we're calling it Nobeta now. ”

"What? Noble is a girl?"

"yes......"

Watching Hagrid and Charlie chatting, Darren and Hermione walking slowly in the garden, admiring the fruits of her afternoon's labor, I have to say that magic is still very convenient for life.

After a while, Mrs. Weasley stood in the garden and exclaimed, "I think we'd better not wait for Arthur, let's start now, he must be delayed...... Oh!"

What interrupted Mrs. Weasley was a light, which swept across the yard and leapt onto the table, transforming into a bright silver mole that stood on its hind legs and spoke in Mr. Weasley's voice.

"The Minister of Magic is here with me. ”

Darren had seen the same situation before, when he received the news of Harry's attack by Dementors at 12 Grimmauld Place, and he never found out how to get his Patronus to speak.

"We shouldn't be here," Lupin said as soon as the Patronus vanished, "Harry, I'm sorry, I'll explain ...... next time"

As he spoke, Lupin grabbed Tonks by the wrist and pulled her away, and they ran to the fence, flipped over and disappeared.

And Mrs. Weasley was still confused, and with the same expression as her, there was also the Fleur family.

"Minister...... But why? I don't understand......

Only a second later, Mr. Weasley suddenly appeared at the gate, followed by Rufus Scrimgeur, the current Minister of Magic.

The two newcomers strode across the courtyard towards the garden and the lantern-lit table, everyone at the table was silent, watching them approach, Scrimgeour walked into the light of the lantern, emaciated and grim-looking, and honestly, it was enough to deal with both the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix, who were always on their own.

"Sorry to interrupt," Scrimgeour limped to the table and stopped, "and I found out I had trespassed into a party," his gaze lingered for a moment on the giant snitch cake, "I wish you a long life." ”