On the couch, Harry sat alone on the couch, in front of Mr. Arthur Weasley and Mrs. Molly Weasley, Harry did not dare to be too intimate with Ginny.

Ginny came from the direction of the kitchen with a plate of small pies—she had made herself in the morning.

Looking around, Ginny noticed that no one's attention was on this side, and after sitting next to Harry, her gaze was entangled with Harry's, and the atmosphere was quite pink, she picked up a small pie and gently asked Harry, "Open your mouth." ”

Harry smiled sheepishly, a little reservedly.

Ginny looked at Harry, her ears red, and raised her eyebrows and asked in a deliberate whisper, "Don't trust me?"

Harry blinked his eyes and looked at his girlfriend dotingly, then lowered his head, took the hand handed by Ginny, and ate the pie in his mouth, and before he finished eating, he quickly nodded and whispered to Ginny, "It's delicious." ”

Ginny smiled very sweetly, and time seemed to be frozen in the affectionate gaze of the two people.

In addition to not wanting to attract attention, but also because of the music that now flows euphemistically from Wizard TV, Tina Warbeck's traditional Christmas singing show, which is Mrs. Weasley's favorite singer.

The adult men didn't seem to notice this, and they were still loudly exchanging what the straight men thought were a so-called romantic approach to women, but Mrs. Weasley frowned and kept adjusting the volume switch with her wand, making Cetina sing louder and louder.

Under the cover of a particularly jazzy tune, "A Pot of Fiery Love", Ginny gets a taste of her own pie from Harry.

"Oh, come and stir up this pot of soup of mine

If you do it properly,

I'll boil out fiery love,

Accompany you to warm tonight. ”

"We danced to this music when we were eighteen!" Mrs. Weasley cried out to them, shoveling the stuffing in her hand into the turkey's belly, "Do you remember, Arthur?"

"Oh, yes...... What a tune......" Mr. Weasley came to his senses as he peeled the oranges, and whispered to Lupin and Sirius, "We'll have to be quiet, this is Molly's favorite traditional show for female singers... She'll only sing this song on the show at Christmas..."

"She's singing," Sirius lowered her voice under Arthur's gaze, "She's done a lot of concerts, why don't you go to the concert to listen?"

"She couldn't afford to spend her money on this, I got two of her tickets during the summer vacation after Ron's fourth year..."Arthur looked a little guilty, and he pointed to the strange building that looked like a wizard's chess piece not far from the window, "Molly looked happy, but in the end she insisted that I sell them exclusively, but luckily my neighbor across the street, Mr. Lovegood, bought both tickets and said he was going to take his daughter to see them, and he turned out to be her real fan... He usually loves Luna's little girl so much, but it turned out that he actually watched her concert twice in a row that weekend alone, and he didn't take his daughter to it at all..."

Lupin nodded: "So that weird little girl's father behaves quite weirdly..."

On the other side, Ron, who was thinking about his own thoughts, had just brought a large tray from the kitchen, and he didn't notice the situation of his sister and his friend, so he walked over in a daze, and squeezed directly between Ginny and Harry and sat down.

Ginny, who had been pushed away, sat up straight with some unhappiness, and Harry leaned forward, his hands on his knees, a little helpless.

In a trance, Ron didn't know that he had disturbed the young couple, and when he felt Harry's movements beside him, he came to his senses and handed Harry a plate full of pies in his hands and asked, "A pie?"

Harry, whose mouth was full of pie flavors, smiled wryly and shook his head in refusal.

Ron didn't try to persuade him anymore, he lowered his head and picked up a pie from the tray in his hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it heavily.

Fred, who had been apparitioned upstairs, yawned and teleported to the back of the couch and patted Ron on the shoulder, startling Ron, "We heard from Ginny that you have a situation with a little girl, and if our information is correct, that little girl's name is Lavender Brown, what's going on?"

Ron stopped chewing when he heard Lavender's name and continued to feed himself food, and glanced at his sister next to him with some annoyance, and then thought that the girl who had just received Lavender even had lipstick marks on the Christmas card he sent to him, and thought of the overwhelming and entangled kiss, and Ron, whose lips were dry, wandered again.

"I really don't know what you think, what we want to know is...... How so?" said Fred.

"What do you mean?" Ron looked up confusedly, his wide, confused eyes making him look a little glazed.

"Did you steal an aphrodisiac from our joke shop?"

"What?"

"How could she take a fancy to you?" Fred jumped to his feet to dodge a fruit knife thrown at him by an enraged Ron. George lazily waved his wand and turned the knife into a paper airplane.

"Ron, don't let me see you throwing knives again. Mrs. Weasley, who had just noticed this, roared in her characteristic loud voice, "Fred, don't mess with Ron. Go and clean up your room, you two go to Ron's room. ”

"No problem. Mom, I'm George. Fred said.

"I won't," Ron said, turning back to Fred and adding in a small voice, "...... for you to see. ”

Mrs. Weasley, in the distance, relented, "Sorry dear, you need to vacate the room. The two of you huddle together in a bed, and Harry and Ron sleep in the same bed...... It's a bit cramped, but at least we all have beds to sleep in, and with Remus, Tonks, and Sirius here, we're a little more lively this year than usual......"

Ginny's face was a little unsightly, Harry's glasses slipped down his nose, and Ron happily sat back on the couch. At that moment, a wizard with tall and Weasley's characteristic red hair, long ponytails, an earring on his ear, and a small fan-like thing hanging from his ear came down the stairs and sat down next to Ginny and winked at Harry.

He was William Arthur Weasley, but everyone called him "Bill" instead of "William". The eldest son of Arthur Weasley and Molly Weasley, he seems to have just woken up from a sleep, and unlike the rest of the family, he has only one word to describe - cool.

Percy, who is just as good as Bill but has a completely different style, looks at the magic clock at home and turns up the volume on the TV. "As Ministry of Magic, we have to watch Wizard of the Day every day to keep up with the news, so that we can understand the people of the wizarding world and better help us in our work," he explained. Secretary Harris insists on watching 'The Wizard of the Day' every day, and we certainly can't afford to lag behind. ”

Percy straightened up, looking like he was waiting for the professor to come to class on the couch waiting for the news program to air.

"You can see a sense of superiority when you watch the news. George and Fred, who had just come down, rolled their eyes, but it didn't stop Percy's move, and after the official news of 'Wizard of the Day' was broadcast, there would also be some interesting anecdotes and interviews with the public, which they also enjoyed watching.

After the mark of the Mark of Omniscience flashed, Fleur Delacour's smiling face appeared on TV to greet the audience with Christmas wishes to the camera, and as the number one host of Harris TV, she hosted the most popular 'Wizard of the Day'.

"At a time when the number of Muggle injuries in countries around the world is decreasing, and the Death Eaters have reduced their terrorist attacks abroad, we sincerely hope that it is the armed Aurors of various countries who have played a role in preventing terrorist attacks...... Babajid Agumba, president of the International Federation of Wizards, said in his speech a few days ago that the International Federation of Wizards has played a key role in organizing and liaising in reducing the terrorist attacks of Death Eaters......"

"They should thank us, this article will be mentioned to the minister tomorrow, obviously we did not hesitate to share the experience of inspection regulations and other practices. Percy pulled out a pen and added an agenda item to the notebook he had with him.

"Rowena Ravenclaw appeared at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries and chose three praying wizards to fulfill their wishes......"