days at Hogwarts

Chapter 415 The Weasley Family

Before Loren and the others walked into the living room after washing their hands, they heard Molly's distressed and sobbing voice in front of the fireplace: "My poor Harry, look...he's so thin. Your uncle and aunt who hate wizards must be there. Abuse you..."

Harry arrived.

Loren, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, George and Frederic looked at each other and rushed over.

Arthur stood in front of the fireplace cleaning the soot from his body. Harry was held tightly in Molly's arms. His thin body was like a little chicken in Molly's arms. When he caught a glimpse of the onlookers standing in a circle, Harry couldn't help but Cheeks feel slightly hot.

Arthur wiped the soot off his body with a rag and put it aside: "You don't know, Molly, their dinner only has grapefruit, and everyone only has a little bit. I heard that the summer vacation has been over a month, and they have been Eat this!"

Molly felt even more distressed when she heard this: "Oh, my poor little pudding..."

"No...no, the Dursleys are urging cousin Dudley to lose weight, and I have snacks sent by Loren and the others..."

Harry awkwardly broke away from Molly's arms, not daring to look at Loren and the others' joking smiles.

"Oh..." Molly patted his cheek, as if comforting a child who hadn't gone to school, then smoothed his bangs away with her hand, placing her palm against his forehead, "Dear... whether you are at the Dursley's or not. How's it going, now that you're at the Burrow."

Molly stood up, straightened her apron, and showed off her head-of-the-household attitude: "Okay kids, you can play with Harry, Loren and Hermione for a while. I have to add some dishes to dinner!"

George and Fred sighed and climbed the stairs to write their letters.

Harry walked to a few people in small steps and asked in a low voice: "It seems that Percy likes to work, right?"

The various ingredients and seasonings obeyed her instructions like a ballet, jumping into the big brass stew pot with joy.

He shook his head, suppressed his voice and imitated Percy's posture, and said in a weird voice: "Mr. Crouch thinks...I said this to Mr. Crouch...Mr. Crouch thinks so... Mr. Crouch told me...we must pay attention to the international situation!"

Arthur followed Molly and squeezed into the cramped kitchen to help.

"I got it." Harry smiled. "I received both your congratulatory letter and the cake. Thanks to those cakes, otherwise I might really be starving."

Such familiar jokes made them feel like they were back in the Gryffindor common room instantly after being separated for more than a month, and even the uneasiness about living in a strange environment faded away.

Lightly tap the potatoes in the pool with the tip of the stick, and the potatoes will rotate one by one, and the skin will fall off evenly. Then tap the dustpan, and they will automatically jump over and collect the potato skins... There is also a tap dance on the chopping board while chopping vegetables. The long kitchen knife, the wooden spoon that automatically stirs eggs in the ceramic bowl, the steaks ballroom dancing in the marinade basin...

Ron spread his hands: "You will know in the future, you can hear this kind of words eight hundred times a day."

Ginny squeezed in from behind Hermione and asked in a chirping voice: "Harry, how are you doing during your summer vacation? Do your Muggle relatives really only give you grapefruit to eat? Did you receive the letter from us?" Have you got your goodies and other stuff?”

"George, Fred, send Errol - forget it, let Piggy rush Bill and Charlie to get them home as soon as possible...and let Hermes call Percy back!" Molly strode away. Entering the kitchen, leaving behind a broken murmur, "How can I work overtime at the Ministry of Magic every day and not even eat dinner at home..."

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This was the first time Harry saw Bill who looked like a rock singer. He looked surprised, and his eyes kept glancing at the long braided hair, earrings and dragon leather boots. However, he tried to hide his bright eyes. It seemed that Somewhat funny.

Loren and the others couldn't help but laugh.

So Ginny immediately blushed, shrank back and let out a giggle, which made Harry confused.

He wanted to ask Loren about Voldemort again, but Arthur poked his head out of the kitchen: "There's no room for twelve people here. We have to eat in the garden outside. Ginny, go get George and Fred." Red comes down to move the tables and chairs, kids, can you carry out these plates and cutlery?"

Arthur knocked on the door frame with a spatula and smiled: "Hey! Kids, let's take action!"

At six o'clock, Bill and Charlie apparated at the door, carrying sumptuous ingredients prepared for tomorrow.

"Like it?" Ron sighed sadly, "If dad doesn't force him to come back, he won't go home at all. He is a workaholic. You must not lead him to talk about their boss."

Through Arthur, they could see Molly working inside, like an experienced conductor, playing a grand symphony.

Charlie, who studies fire dragons in Romania, is a rough and gentle man. His appearance combines the characteristics of all the Weasleys. He has a square, broad face like a good gentleman and is covered with the same freckles as Ron. He is about the same height as the twins, and even He was shorter than Percy, but he was as strong and strong as Molly. His arm muscles were so bulging that his coat was bulging, and the exposed skin had many scars from fire burns.

"How are you, Harry, Loren, and Hermione?" Charlie greeted them with a grin, "You should really go to Romania to see Norbert, he is already a big boy."

After briefly shaking hands with them, Charlie went to do his own thing.

"Mysterious..." Ron tilted his head and muttered in a low voice, "He was originally reluctant to let go of those fire dragons and didn't plan to come back to watch the game, but he didn't know why he was willing to come back. Maybe he was scolded by his mother."

Loren immediately thought of the fire dragon in the Triwizard Tournament, and he immediately felt happy, hey, it's time to go home or go on a business trip.

At half past six, Percy hurried back from outside with a stack of papers. He simply said hello to Loren, Hermione and Harry, then ran upstairs and locked himself in the room.

At seven o'clock, the two tables creaked under the weight of the delicious dishes prepared by Mrs. Weasley's masterful hand.

The nine members of the Weasley family, as well as Loren, Hermione and Harry, all sat down to eat under the clear, dark blue sky of the summer night.

The taste of the dishes is not amazing, but the portions are very generous, giving people a feeling of being simple but not getting tired of eating. Anyway, Loren eats very well. Harry, who had been eating snacks, cakes and grapefruit for a month, loved the chicken and ham pie, boiled potatoes and salad so much that he couldn't even talk.

Ginny would add mushroom soup to him every now and then to prevent him from choking to death.

The sight of the two eating together made Molly smile, and even her words to blame Bill and the twins became much gentler.

Bill dealt with his mother's cross-examination and complaints slowly. Molly was very dissatisfied with his earrings and long hair.

Percy's expression was dazed, and he seemed to be still recalling things at work.

George and Fred seemed to regard Percy as a delicious accompaniment to their meal. They glanced at Percy, and then they pulled Charlie and murmured something under their breath, causing a burst of unsettling laughter.

Hermione put the deboned chicken wings on Loren's plate, wiped her hands with a napkin, raised her head and asked curiously: "Percy, what is the work of the Ministry of Magic like? Is it tiring?"