[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

Harry had expected him to be greeted with a warmer welcome, but found Sirius's tone of voice so stiff and cold.He followed his godfather to the bottom of the stairs, through a door, and into the basement kitchen.

It was almost as dark here as in the foyer above, a cavernous and deep room surrounded by rough stone walls.Most of the light comes from a large fireplace at the far end of the room.The smoke from the pipe filled the air, like gunpowder smoke on a battlefield, and the heavy iron pots and pans hanging from the dark ceiling looked hideous and terrifying in the smoke.The room was filled with chairs for meetings, and in the center was a long wooden table littered with parchment scrolls, stemware, empty wine bottles, and what looked like rags.Mr. Weasley and his eldest son, Bill, were sitting across the table, their heads together, talking in low voices.

Molly cleared her throat.Her husband, a thin, balding man with red hair and horn-rimmed glasses, looked up and stood up quickly.

"Harry! Miss Shen!" Arthur said, walking over to greet them in three steps at a time, and shook hands with them warmly, "It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Rosalind looked over his shoulder, and she saw Bill hastily rolled up the parchment that had been left on the table, his long ponytail still in the back of his head.

"Going all right, Harry?" Bill asked aloud, trying to pick up twelve rolls of parchment at once. "So Mad-Eye didn't let you come by way of Greenland?"

"He's trying to do it," said Tonks, hurrying over to help Bill, knocking a candle down on the last roll of parchment. "Oh, shit—sorry—"

"It's all right, honey," Molly said, sounding slightly annoyed.With a flick of her wand, the parchment was restored.There was a flash of light while Mrs. Weasley was chanting a spell, and Rosalind caught a glimpse of what appeared to be a floor plan of a building on the paper.

Molly noticed the two new teenagers watching, and quickly grabbed the plan from the table and stuffed it into Bill's already overwhelmed arms.

"These things should be put away as soon as the meeting is over," she snapped, and walked briskly to a very old cupboard, from which she took the dinner plate.

Bill drew his wand, muttered a Vanishing Charm, and the parchment scrolls disappeared in an instant.

"Sit down, Harry," Sirius' tone was still flat. "You've met Mundungus, haven't you?"

What Harry had thought to be a pile of rags just now let out a long snoring sound and woke up with a start.

"Who's saying my name?" Mundungus muttered in a daze. "I agree with Sirius..." He held up a dirty hand as if to vote, those Bloodshot eyes with drooping lids stared blankly.

Ginny giggled.

"The meeting is over, Dunger." Sirius had no expression on his face, and they all sat down at the table around Mundungus, "Harry has come."

"Huh?" said Mundungus, looking at Harry painfully through his messy ginger hair, "God, here he is. That's right... How are you, er, is this? Harry?" ' His eyes went back and forth between Rosalind and Harry.

"This is my daughter Rosalind, Dunge." Yu Cheng Shen asked him in a timely manner.

Mundungus fumbled uneasily in several pockets, his eyes still on Harry, and at last he produced a black, grimy pipe.He put the pipe in his mouth, lit it with his wand, and took a deep breath.A few seconds later, a large puff of green smoke surrounded him.

"I have to apologize to you," a voice muttered from the midst of the stinking smoke.

"Let me remind you one last time, Mundungus," said Molly loudly, "please, if you don't smoke that thing in the kitchen, especially since we're going to eat soon!"

"Ah, yes. I'm sorry, Molly." Mundungus pocketed his pipe again, and the smoke dissipated, but the acrid smell of burnt socks lingered.

"I'm going to need someone to help me if you guys want to have dinner before midnight," Molly said to everyone in the room. long trip."

"What can I do, Molly?" Tonks said enthusiastically, jumping to his feet and rushing forward.

Molly hesitated, looking terrified: "Uh...no, it's okay, Tonks, you can take a rest too, you've done a lot today."

"No, no, I want to help you!" Tonks said cheerfully, and hurried to the cupboard where Ginny was taking the cutlery, inadvertently knocking over a chair.

Seeing this, Rosalind hurried over to help her up, and glanced at Molly by the way: "Let me help you, Aunt Molly."

Molly nodded in relief.

Soon, a set of heavy knives began to cut meat and vegetables automatically under Arthur's supervision.Molly stirred a large cauldron hanging over the fire while the others brought out plates, goblets and food from the pantry.Harry stayed at the table with Sirius and Mundungus, who was still blinking sadly at him.

Molly made a big pot of stew, and she asked her twin sons to bring it over.

"Fred - George - come on, pick them up!" screamed Mrs Weasley.

Rosalind looked up at the sound, and Fred and George magically flew a large pot of stew, a large iron kettle of butterbeer, a heavy breadboard, and a knife all in the direction of the table.

The pot of stew slid across the entire table and stopped just at the edge of the table, leaving a long burnt black mark on the wooden table.The jug of butterbeer toppled over with a clatter, spilling beer everywhere.The bread-cutting knife fell off the board and plunged, tip-down, menacingly into the table, exactly where Sirius' right hand had been a few seconds before.

"For heaven's sake!" cried Molly, "there's no need to do it—I've had enough of it! Even if you were allowed to use magic now, you wouldn't have to do every little thing." Wave your wands!"

"We're just trying to save a little time!" said Fred, hurrying over, pulling his bread knife out of the table. "I'm sorry, Sirius, man—didn't mean to."

Both Harry and Sirius burst out laughing.Mundungus had slumped backward in his chair and was now getting up cursing.Crookshanks hissed angrily and shot down under the cupboard, his big yellow eyes shining in the darkness.

"Boys," said Arthur, returning the pot of stew to the center of the table, "your mother was right, you're grown up now, and it's time for you to show a little responsibility—"

"Your brothers never made a mess like this!" Molly yelled at the twin boys as she slammed another jug ​​of butterbeer on the table, spilling almost as much beer as the previous one. Do, "Bill doesn't think it's necessary to Apparate a few steps! Charlie doesn't cast magic on everything! Percy—"

She stopped talking suddenly, held her breath, and looked at her husband in panic, Arthur's expression suddenly froze.

"Let's eat." Nora quickly changed the subject.

"Looks good, Molly." Lupine said, putting some stew on a plate for her, and passed it across the table.

For several minutes no one spoke, except for the clacking of plates and cutlery and the scraping of chairs as everyone sat down to eat.Then Mrs. Weasley turned to Sirius.

"Sirius, I've been meaning to tell you that there's something shut up in that writing desk in the living room that keeps shaking and rattling. Maybe it's just a Boggart, but I think we'll have Arras first. Please take a look and let it out."

"Whatever." Sirius replied with a dull expression.

"Also, there are foxes in the curtains," Mrs. Weasley went on. "I think we'll have to figure out what to do with them tomorrow."

"I'm really looking forward to it." Sirius' tone was still weak, and Rosalind heard the irony in his voice, and looked at her mother in the air, and she continued to eat the food in front of her silently .

Tonks amuses the three girls by deforming her nose while eating.Each time she closed her eyes tightly, giving her the pained look she had shown in Harry's bedroom, her nose swollen like a bird's beak, looking exactly like Snape's nose, and It retracted and became the size of a spherical mushroom, and a large pile of nose hairs emerged from each nostril.It made them laugh out loud.

Arthur and Yucheng Shen are having a heated discussion about goblins.

At the end, Fred and George buried their faces in tall glasses of butterbeer, George hiccupping with laughter.For some reason, Molly gave Sirius a hard look after hearing Mundungus's words, then got up and brought a large pile of rhubarb bread crumbs for dessert.Rosalind turned her head and looked at her mother in puzzlement.

"Molly disapproves of Mundungus," said Nora in a low voice.

"Then why did he join the Order of the Phoenix?" the girl asked quietly.

"He knows a lot of people who make a living by cheating and stealing—he is actually one of them." Yu Cheng Shen explained to his daughter in a low voice while holding a fork of stew: "But he is loyal to Dumbledore Geng Geng, once helped Dumbledore out of a difficult situation. It's also good to have someone like Dunge around, he can hear things we can't hear. But Molly thinks asking him to stay for dinner is too much. Molly hasn't forgiven him for going AWOL when he was supposed to be following Harry."

Three servings of rhubarb crumbs, followed by custard, and the waistband of Harry's jeans was uncomfortably tight.The conversation at the dinner table died down as Harry put down his spoon.Mr. Weasley leaned back in his chair, looking satiated and relaxed.Tonks yawned with her mouth open, her nose had returned to normal.Rosalind was also sitting arm in arm with Hermione, and Ginny had led Crookshanks out from under the cupboard and was sitting cross-legged on the floor rolling some butterbeer corks around, letting Crookshanks chased and played.

"It's about time for bed, I think," said Molly, yawning.

"Not yet, Molly." Sirius pushed aside the empty plate in front of him and turned to look at Harry. "You know, I'm really surprised for you. I thought the first thing you did when you came here was ask About Voldemort."

The moment when thousands of lights were lit, the stars in the sky were shattered.