Chapter 378 Self-disciplined copywriters and gowns

After Ada's tactful and kind persuasion, Hermione finally stopped making noises to promote the rights of house elves. Miss Beaver seemed to be shocked, sitting aside in a dull mood, her head drooping.

After the Weasley family's explanation, Harry finally knew what the Dark Mark was. This mark represented not only Voldemort, but also their bloody killings.

Death Eaters would summon their companions with manual gargoyles and call out to their master Voldemort. They would also leave the Dark Mark behind after killing themselves to show their power and bring fear to others.

The corners of her hands were squirting flowers. Ada really felt that the Dark Mark was not scary at all, it was simply ugly. I really don’t know who designed this thing. It has no aesthetic value at all. If Ada is allowed to wear the Dark Mark logo, I might as well just kill her.

It's really superficial to show one's power and spread terror in such a straightforward way. Voldemort and Death Eaters have no artistic ability at all. Terror can also be very elegant!

At three o'clock in the morning, everyone climbed back into their beds again. This time no one disturbed their sleep, but no one could sleep peacefully.

After only a few hours of sleep, Mr. Weasley woke everyone up. He used magic to pack the tent into his backpack, and they left the camp as quickly as possible, seeing Mr. Roberts standing at the door of his little stone hut on the way.

Mr. Roberts looked strange and in a daze, which was the sequelae of the forgetting spell and memory modification. Last night they experienced the most terrifying scene in their lives.

Raising a butcher's knife against innocent and weak people, I really don't know how Death Eaters have the nerve to claim to be powerful.

Before the sun rose, Mr. Weasley received an old tire, and the group returned to Stoat Mountain through this old tire. In the dim light of dawn, they passed through the village of Ottery St. Catchpole and followed the wet path toward the Burrow.

They turned a corner, and the Burrow loomed into view, and a shout came from the path.

"Oh, thank God, thank God!" That was the voice of Mrs. Weasley, who had been waiting in the yard for everyone to come back.

Mrs. Weasley ran towards everyone with a slight limp. Her left foot was an indoor slipper that she had not had time to change out of, but the shoe on her right foot was nowhere to be found.

Mrs. Weasley was pale and nervous. She hugged everyone vigorously. In her hand, she held a copy of today's Daily Prophet, which reported everything that happened last night.

This report criticizes the Ministry of Magic for nothing, saying that the Ministry of Magic is panicked and security is lax, allowing dark wizards to go free and bringing great shame to the country. Fudge should take the blame and resign, and Barty Crouch should be imprisoned in Az. Caban and so on.

The report comes from Rita Skeeter, a writer said to be very disciplined and a special columnist for the Daily Prophet.

"That woman is specifically against the Ministry of Magic!" Percy said angrily. Although Barty Crouch called him Weatherby, Percy was still loyal to his boss.

"Okay, Percy," Bill said, yawning, "Stop talking." The Weasley eldest son stopped him.

"I think this woman has a point." Charlie said, "The World Cup, an event that the whole world is paying attention to, has been turned into what it is now by the Ministry of Magic, allowing dark wizards to take advantage of it. Now the whole world is watching our What a joke." The second son of the Weasley family stopped him.

Although Ada lost her temper last night and taught the Ministry of Magic some lessons, no one died last night, but the newspapers reported rumors of "several bodies being lifted out of the woods."

He is truly worthy of being a self-disciplined copywriter, and truly worthy of being a reporter with bad habits. He just enjoys watching the fun and does not take it too seriously. A good career was ruined by this group of people.

"Wait a minute," Mr. Weasley said strangely, "the only people who appeared near the Dark Mark last night were employees of the Ministry of Magic. How did Rita Skeeter know so many details!"

Everyone looked at the newspaper, and Mr. Weasley also pointed out the contents of the newspaper to everyone.

The newspaper had a complete record of everything that happened last night, the confrontation between the Ministry of Magic and Sirius and Ada, and how they were beaten to a pulp by a student, as well as the house elf Winky.

At the end of the report, Rita Skeeter wrote: The incompetent Ministry of Magic, they failed to catch the dark wizard who cast the Dark Mark. They are not even the opponents of the Hogwarts students. They can only blame them for everything. Put it on the house elves and let the dark wizards continue to be at large. How can we trust such a Ministry of Magic?

Mr. Weasley sighed deeply and said, "Molly, I have to go to the office. I'm very busy today." For the Ministry of Magic, catching the person who cast the Dark Mark is a top priority and clarifying the rumors. , Restoring the image is also very important.

Mr. Weasley just left, without even eating a bite of breakfast, and rushed back to the Ministry of Magic, even though this matter did not fall within Arthur Weasley's purview.

The workaholic Percy also left with Mr. Weasley. For Percy, there is no option to go to work and fish. After the father and son left the Burrow, Sirius and Lupine also said goodbye and left. They had things to do.

Harry was left at the Burrow, not knowing what Sirius and Lupine were going to do. Ada did have some guesses. Ada estimated that these two people were going to see Dumbledore.

Both men were men who had lived through the last war and could smell it more easily than others.

After the World Cup, Hogwarts didn't start school for another week, so Ada stayed at the Burrow with Harry and Hermione to spend the rest of the summer vacation.

Neither Mr. Weasley nor Percy were home much this week. Every day, the father and son go out before dawn and don't come back to rest until late at night. Sirius and Lupine hadn't shown up at the Burrow either, and they didn't know what they had done.

If the newspapers weren't still complaining about the Ministry of Magic's incompetence, everyone would have thought that what happened that night was just collective hysteria.

This week passed very quickly for Ada and the others, because they were either playing or on the way to play every day, but it was a long week for Mr. Weasley and Percy. The two of them were worse than the donkeys of the production team. All tired.

Soon there was only the last day of summer vacation, and the next day they would return to Hogwarts to start the new school year.

Percy was talking in the living room about how hard he had worked, how many shouting letters he had received, and how much trouble the security issues at the World Cup had caused him. Mr. Weasley was eating next to him and would occasionally talk about work matters.

Suddenly, Ron's scream came from upstairs, and he said "What the hell is this?"

Except for Mr. Weasley and Percy, everyone was attracted by the cry, and everyone rushed upstairs to see what happened to Ron.

A group of people crowded around the door of Ron's bedroom and saw Ron talking to Mrs. Weasley. Ron said: "Mum, you gave me Ginny's new clothes."

Ron held up a maroon velvet dress in his hand. The neckline was trimmed with ruffles that seemed to have become moldy, and there were matching lace on the cuffs. It looks like a dress robe, but I can't tell whether it's a men's or women's style.

Hearing Ron's words, Ginny looked at the robe in disgust and shrank behind Ada. She didn't want to wear such clothes!

"How could I be mistaken," said Mrs. Weasley, "This is for you. The dress robe."

"What?" Ron said, looking horrified. Behind Ron, Harry and Hermione tried hard to control their expressions and not laugh, which made their expressions become a little distorted.

"Formal robes!" Mrs. Weasley said again, "The list issued by your school says that you should prepare formal robes this year...the robes worn on formal occasions."

Ginny, who was hiding behind Ada, breathed a sigh of relief and stood up openly. She said, "You will look great in this dress!"

The venomous tongue coming from his own sister made Ron break his guard instantly. He blushed and said stubbornly: "I would rather be naked than wear it."

"Don't be stupid," said Mrs. Weasley, "You must have a dress robe, it's on your list! I bought one for Harry too... Show him, Harry..."

Harry, who was trying not to laugh, suddenly became panicked. He hurriedly opened his package and found his dress robes. Harry's robes were dark green, normal, without lace.

I was afraid of contrast in everything, and the contrast between Harry's normal dress robe without lace and Ron's purple lace robe was too great.

Bill, Charlie, Ada and the twins standing at the door were all laughing. Ron's robe looked more like something worn by a grandma than a fourteen-year-old boy.

"Because...well, I have to buy you second-hand, so there's not much choice left!" Mrs. Weasley said, blushing.

"I will never wear such clothes," Ron said stubbornly, "Never!" But this time his tone was not as firm as before.

"Okay, Mum, it's okay," Fred said. "George and I can buy Ron a robe, at least a dress robe that looks normal."

Bill on the side said: "Let Charlie and I do it, it seems we haven't bought anything for our little brother yet!"

Charlie nodded and agreed: "I won't take Percy with me. He has just started working."