hello mr draco

After Dudley and Chen Junyu entered the room.

Fred and George found new playmates, and the two guys dragged Chen Junyu to their room to ask about potions.For the two of them, it is a very good thing to have a professor who is approachable and does not look very old, because he is very easy to get along with, and the other party has many novel ways of making potions in his head .

Fred and George want to recruit Chen Junyu as an investor in their shop, but their idea of ​​opening a shop is still in the enlightenment stage.

The main thing is that you have to pass the mother's level.

Dudley came to Ron's room.

It was Ginny who had gone to drink water in the kitchen to show him the way.He climbed two flights of stairs to a door with peeling paint and a small sign on the door that read: Ron's Room.

Dudley knocked on the door and walked in.

Harry and Ron were sitting on a messy bed talking.The sloping ceiling almost touched Dudley's head, and he felt a little embarrassed.Because the space is a bit cramped, and the air doesn't circulate very well, it's still a bit stuffy.

Dudley thought he was suffering from motion sickness again.

"Dudley, do you feel better now?" Harry offered Dudley a corner of the bed to sit down, but he still felt that Dudley's face was a little pale, and he should have declined the invitation if he knew it would be like this.

"It's okay." Dudley said dully.

Afterwards, he looked more at Ron's house.Everything in Ron's room looked a bright orange: the bedspread, the walls, even the ceiling.The dilapidated walls were covered with posters, all of which showed the same seven witches and wizards wearing bright orange-yellow robes, carrying broomsticks and waving their little hands happily. (dynamic poster)

"Your room is really special..." Dudley said just to avoid embarrassing Ron.Since he doesn't like orange-yellow, that looks a bit stuffy.

Ron smiled awkwardly because his room was a little messy.All kinds of textbooks are piled in the corner, and there are some comic books beside them.Ron's wand rested on a large fishbowl on the windowsill, filled with frog eggs.His gray-haired fat mouse, Banban, was lying in the sun beside the fish tank, snoring.

Dudley stared at the mouse with a very broad smile.Then he turned to Ron, bringing up the topic they had been talking about the previous term.

"Do you prefer small owls or large ones?"

Ron, who was asked in a daze, blinked in confusion.

He had already forgotten that Dudley wanted to trade him for a mouse.It wasn't until Dudley pointed at the mouse that he suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"Are you really going to trade an owl and me for Scabbers?" Ron felt that he was being too picky. After all, he exchanged a useless mouse for a healthy and beautiful owl.He felt like a black-hearted businessman. Although their family was very poor, he was not a villain who was greedy for profit.

Harry couldn't figure it out even more, why did Dudley fall in love with that ugly mouse?

"Of course, when it's time to buy textbooks, let's choose together."

"Okay, okay! I like the big one." Ron blushed with excitement, and there was finally one thing that made him particularly happy all day.Just the thought of being able to get rid of that good-for-nothing mouse and bring along a beautiful owl as his new favourite.

Not long after staying upstairs, Mrs. Weasley shouted in a high voice, and everyone went downstairs for dinner.

Mrs. Weasley felt that the house had never been so lively, and the table that was originally big enough was no longer enough to sit on.She made the table bigger and longer so that the whole table could be accommodated.

Chen Junyu sat across from Arthur.

Every time Arthur bit off a piece of barbecue, he would ask Chen Junyu a question, and the chat was very lively.Dudley looked at Harry speechlessly, always putting a lot of food on his plate, he wondered if Harry was trying to trick himself?

After the third warning look, Dudley had to eat all the food in the bowl.He felt a little impolite to Mrs Weasley by leaving the food there in front of so many people.

However, Harry, who has always been courteous, didn't notice Dudley's careful thinking at all.He just felt that since Dudley lost weight, the sensuality on his face was not as fun as it was when he was a child.At home, he didn't dare to fight against Cousin Dudley, so he could only eat all the food with great regret, and watched Cousin Dudley kill all the vegetables by himself.

How can it be possible to grow meat by eating those things?

But soon the atmosphere at the dinner table turned to government affairs, and Percy asked, "Dad, what did you find a few days ago?"

Mr. Weasley swallowed a big mouthful of meat, took a sip of tea, and replied hesitantly after a sigh of relief: "There are only a few house keys that can shrink and a kettle that can bite people. There are some very troublesome things. Not my department though. Some very odd ferrets were found at Mortlake's and he was brought in for questioning, but that's the business of the Experimental Spells Committee, thank goodness..."

"Why are those people always so restless, shrinking the key and not knowing what's in it for them?" Percy grumbled.

"Trick those Muggles," Mr. Arthur sighed, glanced at his twin sons intentionally or unintentionally, "sell a Muggle key, because no Muggle will admit that his key shrinks and shrinks— They'll insist they've lost the key. Muggles, they never see magic, even when it's right in front of them... but you can't believe what our people have bewitched—"

"Like a car, isn't it?" Mrs. Weasley placed a large piece of chicken leg on her husband's dinner plate viciously, just to shut him up.

Mr. Weasley looked at his wife guilty, "Car, Molly, my dear... I think Fred and George should also be taught a lesson, they will never dare next time."

"Arthur! You can't shield these children." Mrs. Weasley's eyes burst into flames, and a lot of relished reasoning spewed out: "Just think about it, a wizard bought a rusty old car. car, told his wife that he just wanted to take it apart and look inside, but he actually used magic to turn it into a flying car."

Sweat was breaking out on Mr. Weasley's brow, and he blinked innocently.I feel that it is too embarrassing to be taught by my wife in front of my teacher.

"Oh dear, you'll see that I'm not breaking the law, I know I should tell you the truth...there's a loophole in the law, you'll find out...that car flies as long as you don't plan to use it Actually it won't..."

"Arthur Weasley, you intentionally left a loophole when you wrote the law!" Mrs. Weasley yelled, and the children at the table were frightened, including Chen Junyu, a fake old man with a long history. You work on those Muggle things in your shed! Tell you, Harry came this morning in that car you weren't going to fly!"

Mr. Weasley's bread fell on the floor, and just as he bent down to pick it up, Mrs. Weasley went to the kitchen to make tea angrily.

As soon as Mrs. Weasley left, Mr. Weasley looked at Harry Potter carefully, and asked Harry in a rather funny tone: "How is Fred driving?"

Harry had just swallowed a piece of meat, and both Fred and George were gleefully hoping for Harry's compliment.But the current situation is not suitable for praise. In order not to disappoint Mr. Weasley, he can only go against his conscience and say humbly: "It's pretty good..."

Good thing his dear cousin Dudley got carsick all the way here...