Chapter 840 (1/2)
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In fact, the heat never stops at the beginning of the party.
Ron is showing off his new broom crazily to anyone who wants to hear from him.
“…… It should be seventy yards per ten seconds, isn't it? The comet 290 series is only 60 yards, and it has a fairly generous tail designed with what kind of handle? ”
Hermione is very enthusiastic about discussing with lupin her views on the rights and interests of domestic elves.
”I don't think that's as unreasonable as the segregation of werewolves, is it? This kind of thing stems from the terrible view of the wizard that he is superior to other creatures... ”
Mrs. Weasley still argued with bill about his hair.
As a matter of fact, Mrs. Weasley is not satisfied with Bill's appearance, because Mrs. Weasley has discussed this matter with bill more than once. Moreover, every conversation is painful, and Mrs. Weasley always raises some other problems.
Take, for example, Mrs. Weasley's passionate treatment of Tonks.
In the Weasley family, the most popular girl at present is Tonks. Hermione has become the past early. Now, Bill's business is the most important thing.
Bill hasn't confessed about Hibiscus yet. According to van Lin's news, it's obvious that the two collude with each other. But Mrs. Weasley obviously doesn't like hibiscus. In Mrs. Weasley's opinion, Tonks is very good.
Born Animagus, talent is beyond doubt, and very pragmatic, is also an Auror of the Ministry of magic.
“…… It's really beyond the limit. You're handsome. If you had shorter hair, you'd be much more handsome, wouldn't you, Harry
”Oh, I don't know -” Harry, a little panicked when asked about his point of view, walked to the corner surrounded by Fred, George and Mundungus.
Mundungus said nothing when he saw Harry coming, but Fred winked at Harry and told him to come.
”It doesn't matter,” he told Mundungus, ”we can trust Harry, he's our sponsor.”
”Look what old don brought us?” Said George, spreading his hand out to Harry. His hands were full of things like withered black bean pods. Although they were completely stationary, they made a faint click. ”These are the seeds of poisonous whiskers,” George said. ”We're going to use him to make snake cutting boxes, but they're class a prohibited items, so we have a little bit of trouble getting them.”
”How about these ten sailboat coins, old Dun?” said Fred.
”Think about the trouble I'm going to face, eh?” Said Mundungus. His flabby, bloodshot eyes now narrowed wider. ”I'm sorry, boys, but if it's less than 20, I can't make a cent.”
”Old don likes to make such small jokes.” Said Fred to Harry. ”Yes, so far his most proud one was to sell a bag of deformed feathers for six silver sickle coins.”
”Be careful.” Harry whispered to them.
”What?” Fred said, ”it's OK. Mom is busy whispering to Ron, the prefect.”
”But moody can see you with his magical eyes.” Harry cautioned. Mundungus looked nervously behind him.
”Good reminder,” he muttered, ”all right, kids, ten bucks. Take it.”
”Well done, Harry!” As Mundungus poured all the seeds from his pocket into the twins' hands and hurried to the table, Fred said happily, ”we'd better take these upstairs...”
Harry watched them leave with some uneasiness - the Weasleys had always wondered how Fred and George had raised money for their ”joke shop,” and they would eventually find out that it had something to do with him. It was a simple thing to give the twins the prize money from the three wizard tournament at the time, but what if it caused unrest in the other family and alienated the twins like Percy? If Mrs. Weasley found out that he had helped Fred and George into a career she didn't want to see, would she still see him as a son? The twins went upstairs and Harry stood there feeling guilty. Suddenly Harry heard someone say his name, but Kingsley's deep voice could be heard even though there was talk all around.
”Why didn't Dumbledore choose Harry as prefect?” Asked kensley.