hp fat girl and george

Hurriedly rushing all the way to the Ministry of Magic, Frank ran out with the suitcase and two coats in his hand, following Demar.

After typing the application, the two hurried back to the UK through the international Floo network.As soon as she got back, Dema was about to apparate to the twins' joke shop, but she looked at Frank beside her who was holding the luggage and was a little dazed but wanted to follow her life and death, and she reached out her hand helplessly.

"Hold me and I'll take you to my place."

Frank nodded quickly, putting his hand on it like a big dog shakes hands with its owner.

puff.

After a puff of smoke, the two had reached the second floor of Weasley's Magical Joke Shop.The twins who had just closed the store and were about to go upstairs to rest were taken aback.

George looked at the two people who appeared suddenly in horror. After seeing that one of them was Dema, he was about to rush forward with ecstasy when his eyes fell on the overlapping hands of the two.

George:!

The alarm bell in my heart rang violently, and I rushed forward with one stride, pulled away the hands of the two, and interlocked Dema's hand by the way.

Frank was taken aback by his movement, the Auror's instincts made him want to draw his wand reflexively.Dema hurriedly held him down, and then got a more dissatisfied snort from George.

De Ma's left hand was grabbed, and his right hand pressed the person, and he couldn't do it even if he wanted to touch his forehead.I haven't seen each other for almost half a year, how did the reunion scene that was supposed to be touching develop into this...

Thinking of this, Demar couldn't help but glared at George.

George, who was staring at Frank with big eyes, finally turned his attention to the fact that they finally met after receiving Demar's dissatisfied eyes.

"You're back! That's great, do you want to go back?" George smiled and picked up Dema and turned around, and then he didn't let it go, just hugged Dema like this, and took a deep breath. Think aroma.

DeMar happily hugged him back, but as time went on, she realized that George had no intention of letting her go in front of so many people.Demar began to flush his face and hit him on the shoulder.

"Put me down, I'm not leaving."

"I'm not leaving!" George repeated happily, not wanting to put Dema on the ground, but still holding her loosely.

What's wrong with hugging for a while, if there is no one else, I can kiss... Thinking of this, George couldn't help but glanced at Frank who was standing behind blankly.

Frank:?

"By the way, I have a business to come back, can you guys get in touch with Hermione?" After a short reminiscence, Dema remembered the business.

"Of course, Owl. What's the matter?" George scratched his head wonderingly.

Dema hesitated to speak, but after thinking about it, she said, "I don't know either, wait until I get in touch with her."

Dema said as he released his snowball from the cage, and wrote a note to Hermione, telling her to send the message quickly.Watching the snowball fly, Dema had time to introduce Frank to everyone.

"This is Frank Wright, an Auror from the Ministry of Magic, and a relative of Mr. Nicolemay. We came back together after dealing with the old man's funeral." Demar introduced, saying When it came time for Nicolome's funeral, he still couldn't help being a little depressed.

Frank patted her on the shoulder knowingly, then smiled brightly and greeted the twin brothers as if he didn't notice George's hostility towards him: "Hello, I'm Frank Wright, just call me Frank."

"George Weasley." George reluctantly agreed, but Fred happily shook hands with Frank and exchanged names.

"Nicolumay died?"

After getting an affirmative answer, George couldn't help but sigh a little, for this lovely old man who has never met but is very present in Dema's letter.

He looked at Dema who was obviously depressed, and he was clumsy and didn't know how to comfort him. Finally, he reached out and stroked Dema's hair wordlessly.

Dema felt his head being touched cautiously, and the depression caused by the sad incident was instantly relieved by his small movement.Dema laughed, took the initiative to hug his little sun, and planned to charge it for a while.

"They're so close," Frank said silently to Fred.

"Yeah, just get used to it." Fred seemed very happy that someone finally complained to him, and whispered to Frank, and after a while, the two big boys with lively personalities became familiar with each other.

Not long after, Hermione's reply finally flew back.

There are still only a few sentences, which seem to have been written in a hurry.

Harry may have had a prophetic dream in which Mr Arthur Weasley may be attacked while on patrol at the Ministry of Magic.We're going to expect the worst and believe this dream... Tonight at nine o'clock we're going to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic, and if you're coming, meet us at the Department of Mysterious Affairs at the Ministry of Magic.Demar, don't forget to bring some protection coins - if you have any.

Everyone who read the note became serious and looked at each other.

"Then get ready." Dema said after seeing the affirmative answer in the eyes of everyone.Then back to Frank.

"You're an Auror, is it really okay to sneak into the Ministry of Magic with us?"

"How would you go in by the path without me?" Frank blinked his violet eyes and whistled, "Also, night dive into the Ministry of Magic!"

After finishing speaking, Frank and Fred clapped excitedly and fisted.

Dema got an unexpected answer: ...

Are you sure it's a Hufflepuff and not a Gryffindor?And...you two have gotten to know each other too quickly, right?

The author has something to say:

I just found out that there is something wrong with the timeline, and I have tried my best to revise it. After I finish the exam, I will reorder everything... I who have read the original book so many times and still can't remember the time...

The prototype of Frank is a French exchange student I hosted in high school. He is thin, tall, extremely handsome, with blond hair and purple eyes... yes, purple! ! !I was dumbfounded at the time... I felt that he was Two-dimensional, and I was three-dimensional...

感谢在2021-11-1515:11:05~2021-11-1601:07:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 25 bottles of change; 5 bottles of puppet meow?? Tongtong;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!