v2 Chapter 1632： Hermione and Tonks experience (2/2)

”Please, who can come and help me!” Hagrid stuck in the door frame and shouted.

Evan, Hermione, and Harry pulled him out in the past, and then the four went back to the living room through the empty kitchen.

Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Elaine, and Gabriel are still caring for George, and Mrs. Weasley has stopped him from blood.

With the light, you can clearly see that George's ears are gone, leaving a clear hole.

”how is he?”

”I can't make it grow again. It was got rid of the black magic, but the luck in the unfortunate... He is still alive,” said Mrs. Weasley.

”Yeah, fortunate in the misfortune!”

”Thank God!”

”I heard a noise in the yard. Is my sister coming back?” Gabri asked.

”Not yet!” said Ai Wen. ”Don't worry, Gabri, she won't have anything. The general Death Eaters can't stop Hibiscus and Bill.”

It was another moment of silence, and it was clear that this atmosphere would continue until everyone returned without a problem.

Ai Wen felt that she should not stay here. He just wanted to propose to go upstairs to see Ron. George moved on the pillow and opened his eyes.

”Hey, some of your little guys are there, don't frown on each other.” He said weakly, ”Happy, I still.”

Just then, there was a loud noise in the kitchen.

”Let's leave, Remus, I will prove who I am, but I have to look at my son first, and you have to hurry to get off!”

Mr. Weasley shouted, and then he rushed into the living room, his sweat on his bald head and his glasses slanting.

Fred followed him, both of them pale, but not injured.

”Arthur!” Mrs. Weasley sobbed and said, ”Oh, thank God!”

”How is he?” Mr. Weasley slammed down to George.

Fred looked at the wounds of the twin brothers from the back of the sofa and couldn't believe his eyes.

”How do you feel, George?”

”Very good!” George groped his finger to the side of his head, his face showing the familiar smirk, ”Sound!”

”What's the matter with him?” Fred asked in horror, ”Is his brain hurt?”

”Easy!” George said again, looking up at his brother. ”Look, brother, I have a hole. Hole, Fred, understand?”

Mrs. Weasley cried even more sadly, and Fred’s pale face suddenly became bleeding.

”Poor!” He said to George, tears could not stop flowing down. ”It's really bad! The whole world's ear-related humor is in front of you, and you pick a 'hole listening'?”

”This is good.” George smiled and said to the tearful mother, ”Mom, you can finally separate us.”