Kyle spent the next few days at his home in the village of San Cachpol, where he didn't go anywhere, doing his homework or working with Fred George to make the props in the attic to cheer up.

Occasionally, Cedric would come.

Because not only Chris, but also Mr. Weasley and Mr. Diggory are starting to get busy.

Because of this, Fred and George complained a lot, saying that they had to get up two hours early every day for breakfast.

"Percy is quite pleased." Sitting in the attic, Fred couldn't help but say as he fiddled with a freshly made firework. "I have a feeling he would love to live in the Ministry of Magic all day."

George nodded beside him, "He's going to work now, in the Department of International Magical Cooperation, you remember not to mention anything related to "foreign", if you don't want to be annoyed by him." ”

"Does he talk to you about work at home?" Cedric wondered, "I think that's kind of interesting. ”

His dad would never tell him anything work-related...... Unless he drank alcohol.

So usually, Cedric can only ask something that interests him when he is half drunk and half awake.

"Work? Not really. Fred pouted, "I don't think the Ministry of Magic will let a newcomer deal with the affairs of the International Federation of Magic." ”

"And they shouldn't be interested in the bottom of the crucible either." George couldn't help but laugh, "I didn't even realize that Percy was so fond of Potions. ”

"The bottom of the crucible?" Cedric wondered, "What does this mean?" ”

"Percy has been hooked on this lately." George shrugged and explained, "I think he probably wants to hold a thick-soled crucible exhibition, and he's picking out the right exhibits." ”

"Maybe he wants to use this exhibition to become the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation directly......"

"Or the Minister of Magic......"

"yes...... The bottom of the crucible was too thin for Fudge to find such a terrible thing! ”

When it comes to Percy, Fred and George always find endless topics to talk about and have fun.

"It's okay, we just need to put up with him for another month."

Fred carefully placed a finished firework in the box next to it, which would later turn into Galleons, and they were very interested.

……

In this happy atmosphere, time flies, and sometimes Kyle can't help but glance in the direction of London and guess how Sirius is now.

It's been more than half a month since they returned from the cave, and in all that time, Kyle hasn't heard from Grimmauld Place 12 since, except for a brief letter from Lupin on the day he returned.

"It should be fine...... Kyle thought to himself, "Lupin is definitely not going to die, and as for the rest, Sirius is over the rest." ”

In this way, half of the holiday is quickly over, and the last day of July is Kyle's birthday.

Early in the morning, a large flock of owls flew in from all over the world to bring gifts from friends.

On this day, Kyle finally received a reply from Sirius......

He sent a large package full of different herbs...... Almost everything you can buy in Diagon Alley is inside, most of them are flowers and blades of grass, three of each, and the poisonous ones are additionally wrapped, which looks like they are from Lupin's hand.

After all, Sirius wasn't so careful, if it was him, he would probably buy the herbs and pile them up directly, and pack them all up.

And he's still wanted, and he can't go to Diagon Alley.

Kyle casually picked up a packet of Bibi Beans and ate it as he unwrapped the rest of the gift.

Halfway through the beans, there was a sudden rustling sound downstairs.

Kyle pokes his head out of the window and sees four striking redheads.

Fred was at the front with a huge cream cake, looked up and smiled, "Happy birthday, Kyle!" ”

Behind him was George, as well as two other Weasleys.

"Charlie, Bill?" Kyle said with some surprise, "When did you guys come back?" ”

"Last night." Charlie waved his hand and said, "We made an appointment in advance. ”

"Wait a minute."

Kyle puts down the unopened gift and goes downstairs to open the door for them.

"Happy birthday." A piece of cream cake came straight at him, almost slamming it on his face.

You don't have to think about it to know that Fred must have done it on purpose, trying to scare him......

"You should be glad Mom isn't here, or she'll be angry." Charlie pulled him behind and stepped forward to give Kyle a hug.

"Happy birthday."

He looked darker than last year, and he had a new scar on his arm.

Bill stepped forward as well, smiling and patting him on the shoulder.

"Long time no see, little Kyle...... Oh no, it's time to call you the esteemed members of the Order of Merlin.

Oh my God, Second Class, when I first heard the news, I thought it was some old wizard with the same name. ”

"I'm sorry, you guessed wrong." Kyle laughed.

Bill's change is the biggest.

After graduating, he seemed to have completely let himself go.

His short hair had turned into long hair, with a ponytail tied back at the back of his head, and an earring on his ear that looked like a small fan hanging from it.

He doesn't look like a wizard and more like a rock 'n' roll fan, the only difference is that he wears a pair of dragon leather boots.

"Isn't that weird?" Bill flicked his long hair.

"A little, but not much."

That's what Bill's personality is, they've known it for a long time, and Mrs. Weasley used to cut his hair once a year...... The habit of bringing haircutting tools to the platform at the beginning of school is what I left over at that time.

Kyle leans sideways and lets a few people into the living room.

Fred puts the cake on the table, and Kyle grabs some drinks.

"Would you like some drink?" He took out a wine bottle from the cupboard, looked at Bill and Charlie and asked,

"No, Mom won't let us ...... Wait a minute. Charlie was only halfway through his refusal, when he realized that there was a big number on the bottle Kyle was holding.

"How many years is this whiskey."

"Isn't that written, one hundred and fifty years?" Kyle tapped the number on the bottle, "Real Aged Agni Whiskey, from the Romanian Ministry of Magic." ”

"Oh...... Let's have some. Charlie pursed his lips,

"But you give this to us, are you sure you won't be beaten later?" Bill asked with a strange expression.

It's a really good thing, and the best stock in the Leaky Cauldron is only a hundred years old, and it's so hard to buy that the average person wouldn't take out a lot of Galleons.

Not to mention a hundred and fifty years.

"Of course not, don't worry." Kyle said, "My dad rarely drinks alone, and besides, you haven't been back together for a long time, so I reckon he'll invite you to have a drink with Mr. Weasley at dinner today."

I'm just bringing this forward a little bit. ”

"Then I'll do a little bit too." Bill conjured up a sophisticated mug for himself.

Fred and George also wanted to try it, and they did the same to change the cups, but Kyle threw over the two bottles of juice as if he didn't see it.

(End of chapter)