Jarvis who has seen through everything

Hermione hugged her pet cat, Crookshanks, sitting in the sofa living room reading a book, stroking the fur under her hands, and Crookshanks squinted comfortably and snorted.

Ginny came down the stairs, peered into the kitchen, then ran to sit in front of Hermione.

"They're still begging mom in the kitchen."

Hermione turned a page and said casually, "I think Mrs. Weasley is doing the right thing."

"So you really want to return that hairpin to Mr. Stark?" Ginny asked, resting her chin.

Hermione nodded, then quickly finished reading the last chapter, closed the book, looked up and said: "That is indeed too precious, and we have never met Mr. Stark, he just learned from Sirius and the others. heard about us."

Ginny snorted, "Then I'll return the skirt to Mr. Stark."

"Mrs Weasley has agreed that you can keep it, Ginny," said Hermione.

"But you all paid it back." Ginny said, "I'm the only one left, that's weird."

Hermione shrugged, "Okay..."

"Get out of here!—"

With Mrs. Weasley's roar, the Weasley twins and their little brother Ron were driven out by Mrs. Weasley, followed by pots and pans chasing them.

Ron groaned, a wooden shovel hit him on the head, and then flew back to the kitchen leisurely.He rubbed his head in frustration and sat on the sofa, muttering: "It's not fair, that's for me..."

Likewise, George and Fred were struck, and they said in unison:

"We will not give up!"

"We will not give up!"

Then they ran up the stairs, and Ron asked from below, "Hey! What are you doing?"

"Change clothes." Fred poked his head out from above and said, "Mr. Stark will bring Harry here in a while."

"So we must greet him with the most perfect image." George continued.

Fred spread his hands, "Since Mom insists on returning the investment to Mr. Stark, we can only get it back with our own ability."

After finishing speaking, the two rushed upstairs to the room one after the other.

"What?" Ron was puzzled, "Mr. Stark is coming? Why didn't I know about it?"

Hermione and Ginny also looked at each other blankly.

"I don't know about it either! They must have overheard the grown-ups!—" cried Hermione, jumping up, startling the drowsy Crookshanks, With a meow, she jumped out, and she hurriedly arranged her hairstyle and clothes, "God, I didn't even arrange myself, and most importantly, I didn't arrange the questions I wanted to ask!"

As she said that, she also ran up the stairs.

Ron stared at this scene dumbfounded, then he turned his head to look at Ginny, "Ginny, you..."

Before she finished speaking, Ginny stood up directly, turned her head and walked upstairs to the room.

Now Ron was the only one left in the living room. He sat up straight for a moment, and asked himself, "Then what should I do?"

After asking, he spread back on the sofa in frustration, "Well, I don't have anything to do."

He picked up a bag of strange-flavored beans on the table, threw one into his mouth, and smiled.

"Great! Strawberry flavor."

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Ron swallowed the strange-flavored beans, stood up, and planned to open the door, but before he could walk out of the living room, a group of people sprang out from upstairs, from the kitchen, and even from the cupboard, and ran away. walked over, pushing Ron aside.

The tall, long-legged Weasley twins were the fastest runners. They got a dress from somewhere, and Ron looked like it was what they wore to the fourth grade Yule Ball. They were side by side at the door Before, he adjusted his bow tie, and then opened the door.

Harry, who was holding hot cocoa, looked dazed when he watched a group of people dressed up to welcome him.

"Oh! George! Fred!"

Then Harry grinned and was about to give the Weasley twins a hug when they stretched their hands straight over him to Jarvis.

"Mr. Stark!" said George.

"Good afternoon!" said Fred.

"Come in and sit down!" The two said in unison.

Jarvis was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Good afternoon, George, Fred."

Harry was squeezed against the door and blew his breath.

Well, this kind of thing is totally expected, right?

When Jarvis walked in, Mrs. Weasley gave him a big hug directly, "Oh! Jarvis, long time no see, how is Christmas?"

"Wonderful." Jarvis gave him a soft hug, then let go of him. "It was a great Christmas with my dad and my friends."

"That's good, we all miss you," said Mrs. Weasley. "Come on, sit down and let me serve you some tea and a snack."

Jarvis nodded his thanks.

"Mr. Stark." Hermione immediately sat opposite Jarvis and said with sparkling eyes, "Hello, I am..."

"I know you." Jarvis interrupted, and said with a smile: "I know all of you, you are Hermione, you are Ginny."

Then he turned to look at Ron who was standing in the corner, "You are Ron."

Finally, he turned to the Weasley twins, looked at the eagerness of the two, and smiled: "You are George and Fred who love to play tricks the most."

The two nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

At this time, Mrs. Weasley brought tea and snacks, and Ginny thoughtfully gave up her place to her mother.

Mrs. Weasley stroked her little daughter's hair lovingly, and sat down, "Jarvis, come and have some tea."

"Thank you." Jarvis nodded and took it. When he looked up, he saw Mrs. Weasley sitting in front of him with a serious expression, hesitating to speak.

"Mrs. Weasley?"

Mrs. Weasley sighed, took out two things from the magic pocket on her waist and put them in front of Jarvis.

Jarvis looked at the letter and pocket watch on the table, but did not speak.

"Jarvis, I know you're a good boy, but these gifts are too expensive for us to accept." Mrs. Weasley said, "Look, this is the first time they've met. You’ve only heard about these kids from us, but you gave them birthday presents, and we’re all happy, but we can’t take stuff.”

"And that skirt." Ginny stood aside and said softly, "I can't have it either."

Hermione also silently took out the hairpin from her pocket and put it on the table.

Facing Ron's gaze, Harry was unmoved.

Well, it's mine, Jarvis made it just for me, and I'm not paying it back.

"..." Jarvis was silent for a while, showing an aggrieved expression, "Okay... I get it, a Muggle can't really be friends with you."

"Of course not, you are our friend, Jarvis!" As soon as the words fell, Mrs. Weasley said anxiously: "We have no other intentions."

Jarvis looked at her pitifully, his big caramel-colored eyes unblinking, "But no friend would refuse a friend's gift."

"Oh...Jarvis." Mrs. Weasley said, "These are all too precious."

"Although I don't want to say that." Jarvis looked at the things on the table, "As a Stark, apart from those steel suits, our family is poor only with money."

Mrs. Weasley choked.

Jarvis went on to say: "And the value of a gift never lies in its price, but in the heart it represents, so when I think that these decorations can better set off your beauty on your body, its price is never mind."

He looked at the three women in front of him, the big eyes under the glasses were extremely charming, and he said with his special metallic voice: "They are never expensive, what is valuable is how beautiful you look when you wear them."

Hermione and Ginny's ears turned red.

Mrs. Weasley clasped her hands together on her chest, tears seemed to glisten in her eyes, "Jarvis, this is really, this is really..."

Jarvis blinked his big eyes, and said softly: "So don't refuse my gift, okay?"

The three nodded violently.

The other four boys present were dumbfounded.

Ron's eyes widened, he gently tugged on Harry's sleeve, and whispered, "If only I could have half of him."

"You don't have to worry about finding a girlfriend at all..." Harry continued.

Ron nodded quickly.

Then I saw Jarvis stand up, put the pocket watch in Ron's hand, and personally put the hairpin on Hermione's head.

Hermione's face was flushed.

Jarvis: "As for the letter..."

George and Fred watched him nervously.

"Let's discuss the specific matters of investment in detail after lunch." He said with a smile, and then winked at Mrs. Weasley, "I don't think you won't leave me for lunch?"

"Of course, Jarvis." Mrs. Weasley looked at him lovingly and said with a smile, "Of course you want to stay for dinner."

George and Fred clapped their hands and cheered loudly.

……

Jarvis is a good talker, gentle and friendly, and very 'knowledgeable'. Almost instantly, the children became friends with him, and at Jarvis' request, they stopped calling him that polite 'Mr. Stark' instead of 'Jarvis'

When it was close to lunch time, Sirius and the others returned to Black's old house, but they didn't seem to be in a good mood, because they also came back with Severus Snape.

In another world, although it sounds unbelievable, in the wizarding world, the person who has the best relationship with Tony is Professor Snape.

Seeing the familiar figure of Professor Snape, and Harry who was tense the moment Professor Snape appeared, Jarvis couldn't help but sighed softly: "They really match..."

Hermione, who was sitting closest to him, took a look and asked, "Jarvis, what are you talking about? Who is a good match for whom?"

"Harry and Professor Snape." Jarvis squinted his eyes, watching his favorite CP finally get together, couldn't help but twitched his lips, "They are really well matched..."

Hermione: ...are you kidding me! ! !

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