Chapter 347 The banquet begins
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
Mrs. Weasley came out of the kitchen carrying dishes and rescued Ron who was in dire straits.
"George, Fred, Ronnie, what are you doing there?! Come here and help."
"Don't call me Ronny, Mum!" Ron complained dissatisfiedly, but Mrs. Weasley had already hurried out with the food.
"In mommy's eyes, you will always be her little baby, little Ronnie." Fred said in a weird voice, without even looking at Ron's blushing face, he quickly went to the kitchen to serve the food.
"Pfft." Harry couldn't help laughing, but there was a hint of envy in his eyes.
Ron glared over in embarrassment, and Harry immediately put away his smile and said to Soul seriously,
"I think we'd better go help in the kitchen too. There are so many people today, Mrs. Weasley must have prepared a lot of food."
After arriving at the Burrow, this was the first time that Soul walked into the courtyard and saw the entire house.
This is a house that looks to be at least four stories high. It can be seen that it was not originally a multi-story house, because the color contrast between the second, third and fourth floors and the first floor is very strong.
The first floor is the main body of the house. The following floors are supported by a few thin and fragile tree trunks and rely on the roof of the first floor. Mr. Weasley is standing on these trunks. Several additional floors were added to the pole to accommodate the growing number of people in the home.
The extra floors of the house were crooked and twisted, as if they were about to fall down, but they were also extremely strong. This was very ungravitational, but very magical.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding!" The strange voice drew Sur's attention back.
A tent has been set up in the yard, and an ugly thing with a dark yellow head like a potato is wrestling with the nails in the corner of the tent. It is a garden gnome. This kind of creature with a head only the size of a mung bean is a favorite of many wizard families. Find a way to get rid of it from the yard.
"Get out of here!" Ron came out of the room with a plate. When he saw the goblin, he immediately yelled loudly, as if he wanted to take out the anger he had just received from the Weasley brothers. He seemed to have forgotten that he was the first. Gloating in front of Harry.
When the goblin saw someone coming out, he dropped the tools in his hands and burrowed into the bushes on the side.
"Those goblins are very annoying, and my father doesn't agree with us using magic to drive them out." Ron muttered, holding a basin and beckoning Soul into the tent.
This is a magic tent. From the outside it looks like an ordinary triangular two-person tent, but it's not that simple inside.
Open the door curtain and enter a room with retro decoration. There is a large table in the spacious hall, enough to seat more than ten people.
Su Er put the food in his hand on the table and visited with interest. It was a five-bedroom apartment. The bed, chairs and some decorations were all in the style that was popular more than ten years ago.
There are also bathrooms and kitchens, portable mobile homes, the magic is really magical.
Hermione and Ginny were playing with the flowers and plants they had picked from the garden outside to decorate the dinner party.
When Soul came out after the visit, Harry had already put the food on the table and was looking around in surprise. Ron was muttering next to him.
"Bill and Charlie live here. I want to live here too, but Charlie and the others don't agree. This place is obviously much better than living at home."
"Oh! Maybe, Harry, if you want to live here, Charlie will agree? In that case, wouldn't I be able to..." Ron said, his eyes lit up, and he immediately threw the empty plate in his hand. There was a clang on the table, and people jumped out of the tent.
"Ron!" Ginny shook her hands and accidentally knocked off the petals. She shouted angrily. When she turned around and saw Harry there, she performed a Sichuan opera face change for Soul, and her face suddenly turned red. He walked back and continued to put the flowers in the vase as if nothing had happened.
"How's it going? Harry, are you still dreaming about Voldemort recently?" Soul asked casually when he and Harry walked out of the tent side by side.
"No, the scar hasn't hurt since that day." Harry shook his head, "But Professor Dumbledore came over after you left."
"Oh?" Su paused, "Did Professor Dumbledore say anything to you?"
"He said I made the right decision by telling him about it." Harry shook his head, "I didn't say anything else."
"Oh, by the way, he used the wand to pull out something like silver thread from me. The professor said it was my memory." Harry pointed to his temple.
Dumbledore would go to find Harry because Soul had expected it. According to Old Bee's character, he would definitely extract this memory and use the pensieve to look over it for clues.
Voldemort must not have known that his temporary hiding place had been exposed, and his hiding place probably could not be hidden from Dumbledore.
Ah, I really want to know Voldemort's expression when he saw Dumbledore appearing in his hiding place. That must be very interesting.
Of course, Soul knew very well that even if Dumbledore gave Voldemort a hard blow, Voldemort would not die unless...
Harry was a little confused by Soul's eyes, "What...what's wrong? Is there any problem?"
"It's nothing." Soul shook his head and chuckled, "Didn't Professor Dumbledore tell you to stay at home and not come out?"
"I was worried too, but the professor said that it took five years for the British Ministry of Magic to get the qualification to host the World Cup. It would be a pity to miss it." Harry grinned.
"What a coincidence, I think so too."
"Charlie agreed!" Ron ran over excitedly, "He agreed to let you live in the tent tonight."
"Um...would you mind letting me share the bed with you? Harry."
……
Under Mrs. Weasley's skillful hands, the long table in the tent was quickly filled with food. At seven o'clock, the eight members of the Weasley family, Soul, Hermione, and Harry were all seated. down.
Percy, who was writing furiously upstairs: Shall I go?
Soul and Hermione sat together as a matter of course, putting food on each other's plates. Mrs. Weasley looked at them with an aunty smile, and there was a look of nostalgia in her eyes from time to time, as if she was thinking of herself and Mr. Weasley. youth.
Harry stuffed chicken legs, ham pie and salad into his mouth, paying no attention to Ron who was chattering away.
Ginny was quiet the whole time, occasionally raising her head to peek at Harry, then lowering her head to wonder what she was thinking.
Some time after the banquet started, Percy finally came down from upstairs and gathered together the family of nine. He was sitting at the other end of the table and was reporting to Mr. Weasley on his report on the thickness of the bottom of the crucible.
But everyone can see that what Mr. Weasley wants to do most right now is to fill his stomach.
"George, Fred, Ronnie, what are you doing there?! Come here and help."
"Don't call me Ronny, Mum!" Ron complained dissatisfiedly, but Mrs. Weasley had already hurried out with the food.
"In mommy's eyes, you will always be her little baby, little Ronnie." Fred said in a weird voice, without even looking at Ron's blushing face, he quickly went to the kitchen to serve the food.
"Pfft." Harry couldn't help laughing, but there was a hint of envy in his eyes.
Ron glared over in embarrassment, and Harry immediately put away his smile and said to Soul seriously,
"I think we'd better go help in the kitchen too. There are so many people today, Mrs. Weasley must have prepared a lot of food."
After arriving at the Burrow, this was the first time that Soul walked into the courtyard and saw the entire house.
This is a house that looks to be at least four stories high. It can be seen that it was not originally a multi-story house, because the color contrast between the second, third and fourth floors and the first floor is very strong.
The first floor is the main body of the house. The following floors are supported by a few thin and fragile tree trunks and rely on the roof of the first floor. Mr. Weasley is standing on these trunks. Several additional floors were added to the pole to accommodate the growing number of people in the home.
The extra floors of the house were crooked and twisted, as if they were about to fall down, but they were also extremely strong. This was very ungravitational, but very magical.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding!" The strange voice drew Sur's attention back.
A tent has been set up in the yard, and an ugly thing with a dark yellow head like a potato is wrestling with the nails in the corner of the tent. It is a garden gnome. This kind of creature with a head only the size of a mung bean is a favorite of many wizard families. Find a way to get rid of it from the yard.
"Get out of here!" Ron came out of the room with a plate. When he saw the goblin, he immediately yelled loudly, as if he wanted to take out the anger he had just received from the Weasley brothers. He seemed to have forgotten that he was the first. Gloating in front of Harry.
When the goblin saw someone coming out, he dropped the tools in his hands and burrowed into the bushes on the side.
"Those goblins are very annoying, and my father doesn't agree with us using magic to drive them out." Ron muttered, holding a basin and beckoning Soul into the tent.
This is a magic tent. From the outside it looks like an ordinary triangular two-person tent, but it's not that simple inside.
Open the door curtain and enter a room with retro decoration. There is a large table in the spacious hall, enough to seat more than ten people.
Su Er put the food in his hand on the table and visited with interest. It was a five-bedroom apartment. The bed, chairs and some decorations were all in the style that was popular more than ten years ago.
There are also bathrooms and kitchens, portable mobile homes, the magic is really magical.
Hermione and Ginny were playing with the flowers and plants they had picked from the garden outside to decorate the dinner party.
When Soul came out after the visit, Harry had already put the food on the table and was looking around in surprise. Ron was muttering next to him.
"Bill and Charlie live here. I want to live here too, but Charlie and the others don't agree. This place is obviously much better than living at home."
"Oh! Maybe, Harry, if you want to live here, Charlie will agree? In that case, wouldn't I be able to..." Ron said, his eyes lit up, and he immediately threw the empty plate in his hand. There was a clang on the table, and people jumped out of the tent.
"Ron!" Ginny shook her hands and accidentally knocked off the petals. She shouted angrily. When she turned around and saw Harry there, she performed a Sichuan opera face change for Soul, and her face suddenly turned red. He walked back and continued to put the flowers in the vase as if nothing had happened.
"How's it going? Harry, are you still dreaming about Voldemort recently?" Soul asked casually when he and Harry walked out of the tent side by side.
"No, the scar hasn't hurt since that day." Harry shook his head, "But Professor Dumbledore came over after you left."
"Oh?" Su paused, "Did Professor Dumbledore say anything to you?"
"He said I made the right decision by telling him about it." Harry shook his head, "I didn't say anything else."
"Oh, by the way, he used the wand to pull out something like silver thread from me. The professor said it was my memory." Harry pointed to his temple.
Dumbledore would go to find Harry because Soul had expected it. According to Old Bee's character, he would definitely extract this memory and use the pensieve to look over it for clues.
Voldemort must not have known that his temporary hiding place had been exposed, and his hiding place probably could not be hidden from Dumbledore.
Ah, I really want to know Voldemort's expression when he saw Dumbledore appearing in his hiding place. That must be very interesting.
Of course, Soul knew very well that even if Dumbledore gave Voldemort a hard blow, Voldemort would not die unless...
Harry was a little confused by Soul's eyes, "What...what's wrong? Is there any problem?"
"It's nothing." Soul shook his head and chuckled, "Didn't Professor Dumbledore tell you to stay at home and not come out?"
"I was worried too, but the professor said that it took five years for the British Ministry of Magic to get the qualification to host the World Cup. It would be a pity to miss it." Harry grinned.
"What a coincidence, I think so too."
"Charlie agreed!" Ron ran over excitedly, "He agreed to let you live in the tent tonight."
"Um...would you mind letting me share the bed with you? Harry."
……
Under Mrs. Weasley's skillful hands, the long table in the tent was quickly filled with food. At seven o'clock, the eight members of the Weasley family, Soul, Hermione, and Harry were all seated. down.
Percy, who was writing furiously upstairs: Shall I go?
Soul and Hermione sat together as a matter of course, putting food on each other's plates. Mrs. Weasley looked at them with an aunty smile, and there was a look of nostalgia in her eyes from time to time, as if she was thinking of herself and Mr. Weasley. youth.
Harry stuffed chicken legs, ham pie and salad into his mouth, paying no attention to Ron who was chattering away.
Ginny was quiet the whole time, occasionally raising her head to peek at Harry, then lowering her head to wonder what she was thinking.
Some time after the banquet started, Percy finally came down from upstairs and gathered together the family of nine. He was sitting at the other end of the table and was reporting to Mr. Weasley on his report on the thickness of the bottom of the crucible.
But everyone can see that what Mr. Weasley wants to do most right now is to fill his stomach.
