"That's right, we can go to the Burrow!" said Aven. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Compared to his own home, Ron's house is much more convenient for doing things.

Evan also wanted to talk to Fred and George about further expanding the Weasley joke product business.

"Mrs. Mason wants the two of us to stay in your house until the end of the summer vacation. Hermione whispered, her face flushing.

I don't know what my mother just said to him.

Evan noticed that Hermione seemed to blush unusually easily today.

Seeing Hermione's rare shy expression, Evan quickly guessed something about the conversation between the two of them.

It seems that his mother was very, very satisfied with Hermione, and did not take into account the age of the two of them at all.

You should know that in most parts of the UK, you can get married at the age of sixteen as long as you have parental consent.

If you do the math, Evan and Hermione still have less than three years to go, so they really need to prepare in advance......

The thought of marrying Hermione made Evan feel nervous too.

If he could, he certainly wanted to be able to marry Hermione, there was no doubt about that.

But now is not the time to talk about these things......

Last Christmas in Diagon Alley, such a good atmosphere, Evan was originally going to make a request for a relationship, but in the end ......

The two of them had no experience in this matter, and they were too shy.

The atmosphere in the room was delicate, and Hedwig let out a low cry, staring at the two people who had become a little strange in front of her.

The piglet, on the other hand, kept barking, and wanted something to eat as a reward for successfully delivering the letter.

"Well, we'd better get some food for the two of them!" said Aven, carefully considering his words, "Don't worry, Hermione, I'll convince Mommy, I can see that she likes you very much, and if you want to come to my house, you can come at any time." ”

He was afraid that Hermione would know that he had just thought of something, that marriage or something was too far away.

"In the last two weeks of our summer vacation, it's best to go to the Burrow. Evan continued, "In addition to the Quidditch World Cup, we're going to see Sirius at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries. No matter how you think about it, it's not very convenient to stay at home. ”

He turned around and wrote down the Weasleys' invitation to the Burrow.

"By the way, we'd better ask Ron when they're going to pick up Harry!" Evan said as he wrote, "We can meet Harry's aunt and uncle's house, otherwise it would be too inconvenient." ”

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After Harry had washed up, he went back to his room and asked Hedwig, who had just returned, to deliver the letter to Aven.

Then, full of hope, he went downstairs to the kitchen.

At this time, the Dursley family of three was already sitting around the table.

Harry entered the door and sat down, and none of them looked up at him.

Uncle Vernon's big red face was hiding behind the Daily Mail in the morning, and Aunt Petunia was cutting a grapefruit into quarters.

Her lips pursed, covering her long teeth.

Dudley's face was gloomy and puffing, and he seemed to take up more space than usual.

This is very interesting, because he always fills one side of the square table by himself.

Aunt Petunia put a quarter of the unsweetened grapefruit on Dudley's plate and said in a trembling voice.

"Eat, little girl. ”

Dudley glared at her angrily, his life had changed painfully since he came home this summer and brought back his final report card.

Uncle Vernon and Aunt Penny, as usual, found some excuses for Dudley's poor academic performance.

Aunt Penny always insisted that Dudley was a very gifted child, but the teachers didn't understand him;

Uncle Vernon insisted that he didn't want his son to become a sissy nerd.

They also passed by the teacher's comments criticizing Dudley for bullying his classmates.

He's a lively and active child, but he can't bear to hurt even a fly!

Harry was skeptical, but underneath the report card were a few words carefully written by the school nurse.

Even Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia couldn't make excuses to cover up these words.

Although Aunt Petunia cries that Dudley is only the size of a skeleton, that he is overweight and that he is only a temporary obesity of adolescence, and that he is in the stage of development and needs abundant food and nutrition.

But there is one fact that cannot be changed, and that is that there are no pants in the school clothing library that he can wear.

Aunt Petunia's eyes, always keen to examine finger prints on spotless walls, or to observe the neighbors' advances, refused to see the fact that Dudley didn't need any extra nutrition, and that he was close to a young whale in size and weight.

So, after endless tantrums, after an earth-shattering argument that nearly toppled the floor of Harry's bedroom, and after Aunt Petunia shed countless tears, a new diet was put into place.

The weight loss recipes sent by the Smetting school nurse were posted on the refrigerator, and none of Dudley's favorite foods, such as soda drinks, cakes, chocolate candy and hamburger steaks, were absent.

The recipe was only fruits, vegetables, and what Uncle Vernon called "junk food."

To make Dudley feel better, Aunt Penny insisted that the whole family follow the recipe.

At this moment, she handed Harry a quarter of the grapefruit.

Harry noticed that his share was much smaller than Dudley's.

Aunt Petunia seems to think that the best way to lift Dudley's spirits is to make sure he eats at least more than Harry.

However, Aunt Petunia doesn't know the secrets hidden beneath the loose floor upstairs.

Little did she know that Harry wasn't on a diet at all.

When Harry hears the news and learns that they want him to live on carrot sticks all summer, he sends Hedwig to deliver a message to his friends.

They immediately responded positively to the call for assistance.

Evan and Sirius were not in England because of their expedition and could not help Harry.

Hermione asked Hydeway to bring back a large box filled with sugar-free snacks.

Hagrid enthusiastically brought a bag full of rock crusts that Harry didn't even touch.

The crust cakes were as hard as bricks, and he didn't want to break his teeth.

Mrs. Weasley sent their owl Errol to bring Harry a huge cake and a variety of flavors of meat pies.

Poor Errol, who was old and physically exhausted, had to rest for five days before he could recover after delivering the goods.

Later, on Harry's birthday, he received a total of six super large cakes.

It was given to him by Aven, Ron, Hermione, Hagrid, and Sirius, who ordered a French-style cake for Harry.

It is said that they were guests at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the cakes actually came from France.

For an entire summer, Harry wondered what Beauxbatons was like.

He had only seen a description of this school of witchcraft and wizardry in textbooks, and it was ranked with Hogwarts as one of the top three schools of witchcraft and wizardry in Europe.

I have to say that these cakes are very delicious, and until now, Harry still has three pieces to eat.

He looked forward to going back upstairs for a real breakfast, and ate his share of grapefruit without complaint. (To be continued.) )