Hogwarts Dream Master Online Chicken Baby

"I'm sorry for visiting late at night, Mr. Arthur Weasley, may I go in, I think I need Molly's help, and please pick it up." Dumbledore's voice overwhelmed the crying of the child in his arms, just Even Mrs. Weasley, who was in hiding, heard it.

"Please come in, Principal Dumbledore, what happened?" Mr. Weasley really did not expect to see this scene. De, he doesn't have the confidence to coax that crying little chubby.

Hearing that it was Dumbledore, Mrs. Weasley quickly walked to the door, reached out to take the crying little chubby, "Merlin's beard, poor little guy, why are you crying so sadly, let me see. "

Dumbledore was obviously relieved to have no child in his arms, "This is Ryder Black and Neville Longbottom, Neville's parents hid him when they encountered the Death Eaters tonight, Augusta Long Ms. Button sent the Longbottoms to the St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries immediately. Because the scene was so chaotic, everyone forgot about the little guy. The little guy must have witnessed some terrible scenes. Please forgive me, I Even though this old man has been a professor all his life, he really doesn't know how to take care of a child who can't speak. In this case, I think only Mrs. Weasley can comfort a frightened little guy. Once Ta settles down with the Longbottoms, he will come back to take Wei back."

After speaking, look at the child lying in the arms of Mr.

"And Ryder Black, I don't think Sirius is ready to be a father right now, plus, you know, he's been written irresponsibly by the Daily Prophet as a Death Eater, and it's going to be a while. Get entangled with the Ministry of Magic, and even be imprisoned."

"Hey, I wanted to ask the Longbottoms to take care of Ryder. I'm also very glad that I went to the Longbottom Manor first."

Mrs. Weasley is indeed the mother of seven children. Neville gradually calmed down in his arms. Under such circumstances, the protest of Ryder's stomach was finally heard.

"I'm really sorry, little Ryder." Dumbledore glanced at the listless child in Arthur's arms, and explained, "This child has been following us today, very quiet, and we only gave her a sandwich. Think she needs some food."

"A sandwich!" Mrs. Weasley couldn't help exclaiming, and stopped immediately, and found that Neville in her arms was frowning and about to cry. disappear into the invisible.

Dumbledore was a little embarrassed facing Mrs. Weasley at this time, and before the other party said anything, he got up and left, "It's really late, and I can't help you, so don't bother."

Mr. Weasley got up to send it off, but Dumbledore had already Apparated away.

"Oh, the great Albus Dumbledore."

"Headmaster of Hogwarts."

"Facing our mother."

"He actually ran away."

The two identical little boys hid behind the wall and sang together, and were immediately spotted by the busy mother in the kitchen, "Fred, George, you should go to bed."

"But Mom, we're hungry too."

"Maybe mother will let us have another loaf."

"And the new little guests will sleep with us if nothing else."

"After all, everyone else is asleep."

"We don't have any extra rooms in our house."

Mrs. Weasley felt that what the twins said was right, "Neville will not sleep well tonight, he needs me to take care of him personally." The other children have fallen asleep, and it is really not good to disturb them, she said to her two sons, "Lai De will be with you tonight."

No matter how many pairs of twins he has seen, Ryder thinks they are very interesting, they have a sympathetic heart, as if they share the same brain. As a wizard, magic will add magical and interesting power to the twins.

"Wow, Dad, Ryder is so beautiful."

"Still cute."

"George, I have an idea."

"Ron for Ryder."

The two children gathered around their father, each holding a piece of bread, and happily high-fived each other, as if they had come up with a great idea.

Mr. Weasley couldn't stand it any longer. After putting Ryder in the child seat and adjusting his position, he gave each of his two sons a brain break.

"Fred and George, I taught you to be polite, and Ron is your little brother, so don't dislike him. Boys, it's already late. After eating, take Ryder back to the room. I'm going to Re-make the beds for you." While speaking, he took the little chubby from his wife's arms, turned around and went upstairs lightly.

Ryder gnawed at the slice of bread, even though he was very hungry now, he didn't gobble it up. He padded his stomach a little, picked up the milk that Mrs. Weasley had just put on the table, and after taking a sip, he raised his head and squinted his eyes happily, warming the sugar. Everything was just right. In the last civil war era, supplies were tight, and I had almost forgotten such a sweet taste.

Seeing Ryder drinking milk, the twins looked at each other strangely, "Fred, is the milk so delicious?"

"George, maybe it's just that this cup is particularly delicious."

"Hi, I'm George Weasley, I'm glad you're visiting our house,"

"I'm Ryder." Ryder didn't say much, and based on the principle of saying less and making mistakes, he only introduced his own name.I thought that shaking hands with the little boy would quickly let go, but the little boy held her hand and talked a lot.

"Fred! Why take Ryder's milk?"

"Mom, I'm George." Ryder turned around and found that his milk was half gone, and the kid who was drinking was looking at his mother with a hurt face.

"Oh, sorry George." Ryder thought he had witnessed a face-changing skill.

"Fred! Why don't you drink that glass of milk." Following her gaze, the little boy who just shook hands with her had already drunk the bottom of the milk.

"Mom, we just think this glass of milk is very delicious, and I am George." After speaking, the two children ran away, but luck was not very good.

The father who bumped into him going up and down the stairs head-on, picked them up one by one by the waist, and pushed them onto the chair. "Fred George, you haven't finished your bread yet, don't let it go to waste."

"George, I don't think I'm hungry anymore."

"Me too, Fred, have we had dinner yet?"

Ryder enjoyed the milk in a good mood, and watched the twins play tricks. Although they couldn't understand what they said, their vivid expressions and rich body movements were really easy to understand.

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When everything was ready before going to bed, the twins led Ryder into the room, one on the left and one on the right, and the three little ones lay down obediently under the watchful eyes of the adults.

Ryder had been sleeping all day, and just as she was worried that her insomnia would disturb the two children, one of them moved and the two began to whisper stories to Ryder's left and right.

What?You ask why Led knows it's telling a story when he can't understand Yingyu?

Hehe, not only did Ryder know that the two little ones were telling stories, listening to the downward tone, the fast and slow rhythm of the tone, Ryder was sure that they were telling horror stories.

Ryder thought that he would not be able to fall asleep anyway, and it would be good to tease the children, so he simply turned over and sat facing the two little ones.

Fred George said that Ryder was not only frightened but also refreshed. He felt that he had met his opponent, sat up and danced when he was excited.

Seeing the two children in front of him articulate, speaking at a moderate speed, coupled with body language, it was like a reappearance of the scene. Ryder understood everything in an instant, so he said a sentence or two with them from time to time, and it was all about learning a new language. .

Seeing that Ryder became more and more excited as he listened, the two cubs suddenly shuddered, "George, we're telling a horror story, right?"

"That's right, Fred, "Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes" is very good this time, and I'm a little scared."

Seeing that the two little ones stopped talking, Ryder felt that it was not enough to just understand it by himself, in case he made a mistake.He snapped his fingers to summon the magic book, the pages of the book were opened, and the story they just told was projected three-dimensionally above.

The two little ones were a little scared at first, and they were scared to hug each other and shivered when they watched the story reappear. In the dim light, they found that Ryder on the opposite side was watching with relish, so they both fell into Ryder's arms, a circle younger than them Ryder couldn't hold them there, fell on the pillow, the twins buried their heads on Ryder's shoulders, refusing to watch vivid cartoons.

Before the story was finished, Ryder felt the sound of double even breathing coming from his ears, "Tsk tsk, the children here are quite strong, do they always listen to horror stories before going to bed?"

The two arms were held tightly by the twins, and it was really impossible to move, and Ryder fell asleep before he knew it.

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When Mrs. Weasley woke the children up early the next morning, she found three little heads leaning together on the bed, very friendly.Mrs. Weasley felt that her Fred George was the cutest when he was asleep. Looking at the three little milk balls, the old mother's heart melted.

But when he thought of how energetic the two boys looked after sleeping too much, he ruthlessly grabbed them from the bed.

In the bathroom, the seven children were arranged neatly from the oldest to the youngest. Unlike usual, two black-haired children were mixed into the heads of all red-haired ones.The two older red-haired boys finished quickly. With the help of Mrs. Weasley, Neville and Ron completed the second batch. Mr. Weasley carried them out of the bathroom one by one. The twins were because Fighting each other wasted a lot of time. Under the urging of my mother's love, I finished it as soon as possible. Only Ryder looked like he was not awake, and he washed slowly with his eyes closed, and his movements were adjusted. It was completely useless for Mrs. Weasley to help .

"Mom, is Ryder asleep or awake?" x2

When Ryder turned around and was about to fall down the steps, Mrs. Weasley hugged her immediately, "Maybe she's awake, but not fully awake."

Before breakfast, the fireplace in the Burrow was lit with green light, and a group of people exchanged some pleasantries. The little chubby Neville Longbottom was picked up by his grandma. No matter how lively the surroundings were, Ryder sat quietly in the high chair of the children's chair. It didn't affect Ryder's sleep at all.