In fact, neither Harry nor Van Lin was too interested in Mr. Weasley's work, which in Ron's words was what Dad liked, but really, it was a bit boring.

Thankfully, Mrs. Weasley seemed to feel the tiredness of the two of them, and after a brief instruction, Van Lin led Harry to Fred and George's room.

Fred and George's bedroom is on the third floor. Mrs. Weasley pointed her wand at the bedside lamp, and it came on immediately, illuminating the room with a delightful golden light.

I have to admit that this place is much better than the cold area of Blake's ancestral house, but in fact, as the Weasley brothers' room, although a large vase of flowers has been placed on the table in front of the small window, their fragrance still can't hide the residual smell of black powder.

A considerable portion of the floor was used to stack the many unmarked sealed cartons, and in the middle of them lay Harry's boxes.

Now, the room looked like a temporary warehouse, and Van Lin had always felt that Fred and George did it, but thankfully, they had found a place for themselves, for example, the opening of the Weasley Joke Workshop on the street of Diagon Alley......

Hedwig yelled happily at Harry from the top of the closet before flying out of the window, knowing that he had been waiting to see him before going out to forage for food.

After saying goodnight to Mrs. Weasley, the two quickly changed into their pajamas and slipped into one of the beds. Of course, surprise was still a must, and Harry found something hard in his pillowcase. He fumbled for a while, pulling out a piece of candy that was purple on one end and yellow on the other, which he recognized as spitting candy. So he smiled, turned over, and fell asleep in a short time.

It had only been a few seconds – at least Harry felt – that he was woken up by the sound of a cannon banging on the door.

Harry sat up straight and heard the curtains open: the glare of sunlight piercing his eyes. So he covered his eyes with one hand and groped with his glasses in despair with the other.

"What happened?"

"We didn't know you were here!" a loud, excited voice said, and then there was a sudden smack on the top of his head. "Ron, don't hit him!"

A girl's voice said reproachfully.

Harry's hand found the glasses and put them on, but he couldn't see anything in the bright light. A vague shadow flickered in front of him for a moment, then he blinked, and Ron Weasley leaped into his sight, grinning at him.

"Are you alright?"

"Couldn't have been better. Harry rubbed the top of his head and fell back into the pillow. "What about you?"

"Not bad," Ron said, pulling over a cardboard box and sitting down. "When did you arrive?" Mom just told us. ”

"It's about one o'clock in the morning for me and Verlin. ”

"How's the Muggles doing?

"It's not the same as before," Harry said, "they don't talk to me much, but I think it's better." How are you, Hermione?"

"Oh, I'm fine," Hermione sat on the bed across from her, looking at Harry as if he was sick with something. He knew what Hermione meant, and she was worried that she was having those nightmares about Voldemort again.

"What time is it? Did I miss breakfast?"

"Don't worry, Mommy will bring you a plate later, she thinks you haven't had enough to eat," Ron said, rolling his eyes, "So, what's going on?"

"It's nothing, I've been at my aunt and uncle's house, haven't I?"

"Less!" Ron said. "You walked with Dumbledore and Van Lin!"

"What are you two doing?"

It was only then that Van Lin struggled to get up from the pillow completely, in fact, it was still with Hermione's assistance, and she was sleepy-eyed on Hermione's shoulder, which made the girl a little embarrassed, but this emotion quickly turned into an irritation......

"Nothing exciting. "Actually, Dumbledore just wanted me and Harry to help him convince an old professor to come back to the mountain," said Vanlin, yawning. His name is Horace Slahhorn. Well, the former head of Slytherin, I'm sure we'll see him in the school soon, a rather interesting professor. ”

"Oh," Ron said disappointedly. "We thought—"

Hermione quickly threw a red card at Ron, who immediately turned around.

"—we thought it was like that......"

"Really?" it amused Harry, apparently Ron had clear ideas about it, the Order of the Phoenix's mission, which had always been something he had always dreamed of being a part of, and now, he seemed to be qualified......

"Yes...... yes, now that Umbridge is gone, it's clear that we need a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, aren't we? So, uh, what does he look like?"

"He looks a bit like a walrus," Harry said, "and it looks a little strange......

"It's kind, but, Ron, you probably won't like him too much. Van Lin said, remembering Slavhorn's Slug Club, "Oh, of course, as Dumbledore's contemporary, he still had no problem with abilities, and Mrs. Weasley and Sirius were his students. ”

"Student?" Hermione paused, angrily pushing Van Lin away, who then leaned in again.

"Oh yes...... He taught a lot of people, and that was the case during the time of Principal Armando. Van Lin said.

"Well, he's taught......" Hermione paused.

"What's the matter, what's wrong?" asked Harry, a little confused.

"No, of course not! So, uh...... Does Slavhorn look like a good teacher?" Hermione thought for a moment, and gave up on her previous thoughts.

"I don't know," Harry said. "It can't be worse than Umbridge anyway, can it?"

"I know there's someone worse than Umbridge," a voice came from the doorway. Ron's sister walked in listlessly, looking a little agitated.

"Hello Harry, Van Lin, you've ...... awakened"

"What's wrong with you?" asked Ron.

"It's all her," Ginny slumped on Harry's bed, "she's driving me crazy." ”

"What did she do this time?" Hermione asked sympathetically.

"It's the way she talks to me - you'd think I'm a three-year-old!"

"I see," Hermione said, lowering her voice, "all she had on her mind was herself. ”

Harry was surprised to hear Hermione talk about Mrs. Weasley like this, and it was no wonder that Ron was angry.

"Can't you two put her down for five seconds?"

"Oh, yes, defend her," Ginny snapped, "and we both know you don't get tired of her." ”

This was a very strange assessment of Ron's mother, and Harry realized that he was getting something wrong, so he said, "Who are you talking about——?"

But he got the answer before he could finish asking the question. The door to the room was opened again, and Harry instinctively jerked the quilt down to his chin so much that Ginny slipped from the bed to the floor.

A young woman stood in the doorway, so breathtakingly beautiful that she seemed to have enough air in the room. She was as slender and slender as a willow tree, and her long blonde hair had a dizzying silver glow. What made the scene even more perfect was that she still had a full plate of breakfast in her hand.

"Ahhry," she greeted in a guttural voice, "long time no see!"

She crossed the threshold and walked towards Harry, and Mrs. Weasley suddenly appeared behind her, looking angry.

"There's no need to bring the plates, I'm getting ready to do it myself!"

"No problem," Fleur Delacour put the plate on Harry's lap and leaned over to kiss Harry on both cheeks: Harry felt the place where she had kissed a sensation of heat. "I've always wanted to see you again. Do you remember my sister Gabrielle? She was always talking about Arleigh Potter. She'll be happy to see you again. ”

"Oh...... Is she here too?" said Harry, hoarsely.

"No, no, silly boy," Fleur let out a silver bell-like laugh, "I mean next summer, wait for us—don't you know anything?"

Her big blue eyes widened and she looked reproachfully at Mrs. Weasley, who said, "We haven't had time to tell him yet." ”

Fleur turned to Harry and flicked her long, silver waterfall hair right across Mrs. Weasley's face.

"Bill and I'm getting married!"

Fan Lin was a little helpless to cover his face with his hands, and Fleur was really direct enough.

"Oh," Harry said blankly. He couldn't help but notice that Mrs. Weasley, Hermione, and Ginny were all resolutely avoiding their eyes.

"Wow. Uh- congratulations!"

She leaned down again and kissed him.

"Bill is very busy and working hard right now, and I'm just working part-time at Gringotts to improve my English, so he brought me here for a few days so I could get to know his family better. I'm glad to hear you're coming—there's not much to do here except when you like to cook and feed the chickens!well—enjoy your breakfast, Arlie!" She turned gracefully and left the room as if floating, closing the door softly behind her.

Mrs. Weasley made a voice that sounded like "Wow!"

"Mommy hates her," Ginny said quietly.

"I don't hate her!" Mrs. Weasley whispered in annoyance. "I just don't think they should have gotten engaged so soon, that's it. ”

"They've known each other for a year," Ron stared at the closed door, looking a little odd, like he was drunk.

"Well, it wasn't long! I know why this happened, of course. It's all because of the uncertainty that comes with the return of the mystery man, and people feel that they might die tomorrow, so they rush to make all sorts of decisions that could have been done slowly. It's the same as the last time he was strong, full of elopes—"

"Including you and Daddy," Ginny said mischievously. "Yes, but your dad and I are a match made in heaven, so what can we wait for?" said Mrs. Weasley. "Bill and Fleur, on the other hand...... Well...... What do the two of them have in common? He's a hard-working, down-to-earth person, and she's—"

"A cow," Ginny nodded, "but Bill isn't so down-to-earth either." He's a spell solver, right, he likes a little adventure and a little charm...... I think that's why he likes 'pus'. ”

"Don't call Fleur like that, Ginny," Mrs. Weasley said sternly, while the rest of the unrelated people snickered.

"Okay, I guess it's better to do my thing...... Hurry up and eat the eggs, Harry. She left the room looking worried. Ron still looked drunk, and he tried to shake his head like a dog trying to shake the water out of his ears.

"She lives in the same house as you, aren't you used to her?" asked Harry.

"This ...... You can," Ron said, "but if she pops up, like she just did......"

"Heartbeat......," Hermione said sarcastically, and then stared at Van Lin tightly, his previous attitude was not very satisfying to Hermione, although there was still a ...... between them and Fleur in Egypt Well, to be exact, it was a fairly pleasant experience with Gable, but Fleur's eagerness always made Hermione a little uncomfortable......

"Well, you can't say that......" Ron said with some embarrassment, as if he was poked in the heart by Hermione's words, at least in terms of choice, Ron and his brother Bill were still very consistent, although Van Lin still didn't understand why the two of them hooked up so quickly......

"Don't you want her to be by your side forever?" asked Ginny suspiciously.

Ron just shrugged. In this regard, he didn't say more, rejecting Fleur should not be a thing to resist on any boy.

Ginny just snorted coldly and continued.

"Mom would have stopped this if she could, I bet anything. ”

"How is she going to stop them?" asked Harry.

She had been trying to persuade Tonks to stay for dinner. I guess she wanted Bill to fall in love with Tonks. I wish I did too, and I would prefer to keep her at home. ”

"yes, it works," Ron said sarcastically. "Listen, no guy in their right mind would fall in love with Tonks when Fleur is around. I mean, Tonks wouldn't be bad too - if she didn't do those stupid things to her hair and nose, but—"

"No matter how ugly she is, it's better than 'pus,'" Ginny said.

"She's smarter, she's an Auror!" Hermione looked intently at Van Lin, then helped.

"Fleur isn't stupid. She's smart enough to compete in the Triwizard Tournament," Harry said.

"Don't breathe out of his nostrils!" Hermione said sarcastically.

"I think you'd love to hear 'Floating Pus' call you 'Ali,' didn't you?" asked Ginny dismissively.

"No," Harry wished he hadn't said anything, "I just said, 'pus'—I mean, Fleur—"

"I'd rather Tonks be in our house," Ginny said. "At least she can bring laughter. ”

For a moment, the scene was full of gunpowder, and it was clear that Harry and Ron were on the side of the favor, while Ginny and Hermione were ......

Although Hermione and Fleur had a period of contact, in fact, the two of them would not even be friends if it weren't for Van Lin and Gable, and Ginny had been with Hermione since she was a child, obviously, in terms of position, there was no suspense to argue, but the bad thing is that in the current scene, it should be counted as five people, no, Crookhill is also counted......

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