Chapter 445 Return to the Burrow

At the back door of the Burrow, George and Mike were still laughing.

The name Morrie Shiver is so hilarious that even a man like Mike who has undergone strict training can't bear it, let alone George and Fred.

George had obviously not lost his mind yet. Even though he was weak from laughing, he still clutched the door handle desperately, trying to prevent Mrs. Weasley inside from coming out to settle the score with them.

However, George was still too naive after all.

Mike only heard a loud bang, and the dilapidated wooden door was completely kicked away by Mrs. Weasley inside the room. If George outside the door had not reacted in time, he would have been kicked away like the wooden door. go out.

Mrs. Weasley, who kicked open the door, was shaking with anger, her face turned red, she was breathing heavily and stared at George and Fred fiercely.

Seeing this, Mike quickly stopped smiling and returned to his expressionless state.

It was easy for him, just deploy Occlumency, but for George and Fred, it was too difficult.

Looking at his angry old mother, George waved his hands tremblingly, as if he wanted to explain something.

But the words came out as wheezing laughter under the influence of inertia, and Fred was much smarter. He ran away as soon as his mother appeared, and even yelled while running. laugh.

George's weird answer obviously couldn't satisfy the furious Mrs. Weasley. Mike saw Mrs. Weasley reach out and grab George's ear, and then pulled him up hard.

At this time, the smile on George's face finally disappeared, and his laughter turned into screams and howls of pain again.

What followed was a tragedy that Mike couldn't bear to watch.

Mrs. Weasley may have been really angry, but she completely ignored the presence of an outsider like Mike at the scene and directly gave George a brutal beating.

Mike looked on with bared teeth. George kept using his eyes to signal Mike to come to the rescue, but looking at Mrs. Weasley's ferocious look, Mike didn't dare to move.

At this time, Harry, Hermione and others also gathered at the door of the Burrow at some point, but like Mike, they did not dare to approach the furious Mrs. Weasley and could only watch from the sidelines.

I don’t know how long it took. Maybe Mrs. Weasley was afraid that George would be beaten to death directly, or maybe Mrs. Weasley was simply tired from the beating.

In short, Mrs. Weasley finally stopped what she was doing, left the dying George behind, put on a smile and said to Mike:

"Oh, Mike, you are finally here, welcome!"

"Uh, you're welcome, Mrs. Weasley." Mike handed over a crystal ball with an awkward smile, "This is a gift for you, an oversized early warning crystal ball. Within a radius of fifty meters, as long as If someone has bad intentions it will start flashing red.”

"Really? Then it is now..."

Mrs. Weasley took the crystal ball, but her face was full of doubts.

Mike looked down and saw that the early warning crystal ball was flashing red.

George, who was lying on the ground and secretly looking at his old mother, trembled violently when he saw this. He understood that his old mother's anger had not completely dissipated, and he would probably be beaten next.

"Well, maybe I set its sensitivity too high. Wait a minute."

Mike waved his wand awkwardly and began to lower the sensitivity of the early warning crystal ball.

Mrs. Weasley was obviously still very angry. Mike had lowered the sensitivity to the point where only murderous malice could trigger the crystal ball. Finally, the crystal ball calmed down.

"alright!"

Smiling, he handed the crystal ball to Mrs. Weasley again, and Mike secretly wiped away the cold sweat.

"Oh, you are so polite." Mrs. Weasley smiled and made a gesture of invitation. "I still have some things to deal with. Mike, please go in first. Everyone is waiting for you."

Mike nodded with a smile and walked quickly into the house. Before entering the door, he silently gave George a wishing look.

The appearance of the Burrow has not changed much from the last time Mike came. At this time, the house is filled with a strong smell of meat. Harry and Hermione have already sneaked back to the old solid wood table on both sides. Sit down, and several large pots in the kitchen next to you are boiling continuously, and the aroma of meat in the room is wafting from them.

Mike breathed a sigh of relief and carefully sat down next to Harry.

"Mike, long time no see." Harry and others lowered their voices as they greeted Mike, "Where have you been during this time? I haven't heard from you for a long time!"

"Forehead……"

Mike was about to answer, but Harry opposite him had no intention of asking him to answer, and continued:

"You know? Dumbledore personally picked me up from my aunt's house a few days ago, and then we went to visit an old wizard. Dumbledore told me that he would be our Potions professor next semester." Really, I don't quite understand. The old man was not willing to go to Hogwarts to be the Potions Master, so why did Dumbledore have to force him to go?

Of course, we finally convinced him, but I'm still very surprised, don't we have a Potions professor? If that weird old man becomes our new Potions Master, where will Snape go? "

Perhaps it was because they hadn't seen each other for too long, but Harry spoke a long series of words directly to Mike, and didn't even lower his voice at the end.

Mike, on the other hand, was a little at a loss. The information Harry said was too confusing, and he couldn't answer it at all.

Fortunately, they were not the only ones at the scene.

After hearing this, Ron waved his arms excitedly and said viciously:

"I've long disliked Snape! It's best for him to be expelled, so that we can be comfortable!"

As soon as this statement came out, Harry immediately received an enthusiastic response.

Looking at the happy Ron and Harry, Mike and Hermione looked helpless.

After a moment of silence, Mike took out a beautifully wrapped gift box from his seamless stretch pocket and handed it to Harry.

"I almost forgot to give you the gift. Happy birthday to you, Harry."

"Is this for me? Thank you! Mike!"

Harry happily took the gift box and opened it on the spot.

Inside the gift box lay a wand holder made of dragon skin, with a line of words engraved on the outer lining of the dragon skin - For Harry Potter.

"This is a battle wand holster!"

Ron on the side exclaimed, while his eyes shone with envy.

He has been longing for this kind of magical item that can make the wand appear in his hand instantly. Unfortunately, the price of the battle wand set is too high. With the little pocket money Mrs. Weasley gave him, it is simply not enough. Can not afford.

Harry was also very happy when he saw this, but compared to Ron's shock and ecstasy, Harry's state was too natural.

Mike was not surprised at all by this, considering that Harry was a rich man himself and was now adopted by Black, a wealthy man.

Judging from how much Sirius Black doted on Harry, I'm afraid Harry would have been tired of seeing these things that could be bought with gold galleons.

The reason why Harry is so happy now is entirely because this is a gift given to him by Mike.

"Thank you so much, Mike."

"It's just a joke, Harry." Mike laughed.

At this moment, he was really in no mood to chat with everyone, because George outside the room was still being beaten severely by Mrs. Weasley, and the bursts of wailing made Mike's skin crawl.

Isn’t this too harsh a beating?

Mike looked at Ron with a stiff expression, and the latter shrank his neck and stammered:

"Well, my mother is usually very gentle. Maybe George and the others went too far this time. Well, that's right! It must be like this, otherwise my mother would never be like this."

Ron was still nodding his head as he spoke, as if this could make what he said more convincing.

But his trembling body made it impossible for Mike and others to believe what he said.

At this moment, Mr. Weasley's chubby figure also appeared at the top of the stairs.

He was wearing a set of dark blue silk pajamas, and he looked sleepy, as if he had just woken up.

I saw him slowly walking down the stairs, rubbing his eyes and shouting loudly outside the room:

"Morrie, what are you doing? Why are you so noisy?"

As soon as these words were spoken, George's miserable howling outside the house suddenly stopped. The next moment, Mrs. Weasley's head poked out from the door and said with a smile:

"Sorry, honey, I woke you up. But I have some things to deal with here. Can you chat with the children for a while?"

Vaguely, Mike seemed to hear George's whimpering whine from the position next to Mrs. Weasley, but as Mrs. Weasley's body twisted violently, the whine disappeared again.

Mike's eyes widened, but Mr. Weasley waved his hand as if he hadn't heard at all:

"Alright alright."

As he was speaking, he finally opened his eyes covered with dark circles.

"Oh! Mike! Are you finally here? Harry and Ron have been talking about you for a long time."

Mr. Weasley sat next to Mike and yawned widely.

"Mr. Weasley, are you not resting?"

"Forget it, Mike. In order to deal with the mysterious man's comeback, the Minister of Magic Scrimgeour has established several new departments. I am now the director of one of them called the Office for the Detection and Confiscation of Counterfeit Defense Spells and Protective Equipment."

"Well, I'm sorry, this shoddy...department is..."

"It's the Office for the Investigation and Confiscation of Counterfeit Defense Spells and Protective Equipment." Mr. Weasley sighed and explained, "The thing is, after the mysterious man came back, everyone was thinking of ways to get something to protect themselves, so There are many weird things on the market that claim to be able to ward off Death Eaters. But most of those things are lies.

Can you imagine? A very popular self-defense potion, after our testing, we found that it is actually a bowl of ordinary broth!

This is pretty good, although it's useless, at least it can't kill anyone, right?

But there are also some things that not only won't keep you safe, but will even make you go see Merlin in advance! "

"Yeah?"

Mike opened his eyes wide and pretended to be very surprised.

Then he deliberately said in a flattering and admiring tone:

"Then your job is really important! Is this a promotion? Mr. Minister really values ​​you!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Weasley's cheeks immediately turned red, and the smile on his lips became brighter.

"Hey, hey, hey, this is just a trivial job compared to others." Mr. Weasley waved his hand excitedly, "It's just that this job is really hard to do. Those beasts who take this opportunity to make money wantonly There are so many that we have to work overtime until midnight every day.”

"Oh! Merlin!" Mike said, pretending to be shocked, "This is really unfortunate and painful. You must protect your body and pay attention to rest. If you fall, no one can protect you. We are.”

As soon as Mr. Weasley said this, he became even happier and began to tell Mike a lot of interesting things he encountered while working, while Mike continued to flatter him.

At the same time, Mike also found it a little funny. Mr. Weasley was so naive that such obvious flattery could have such a good effect, which he never expected.

As for the three Harrys next to them, they looked bored. They had heard too many interesting stories about Mr. Weasley's work in the past few days, and now they had long lost interest in them.

But they still pretended to be very interested and listened silently, because Mr. Weasley's interest was so high at the moment, and no one wanted to dampen his interest.

After an unknown amount of time, Mrs. Weasley finally pulled the weak George into the house.

Looking at the people in the room who were already chatting together, Mrs. Weasley also had a smile on her face.

"Oh, it looks like you guys are getting along very well!"

"Yes, Morrie, I am teaching children about the dangers of fake defensive spells. Everyone likes to hear it."

"Really? This is great! But it's getting late now. I have to take out the food." Mrs. Weasley turned to look at George, and the smile on her face disappeared in an instant. Jing said, "As for you, little bastard, go to the entrance of the village and see if Sirius and the others are here!"

After hearing this, George Lima, who was still lying on the ground like a dead dog, became energetic and rolled out of the burrow.

"what happened to him?"

Mr. Weasley asked with confusion on his face.

"I fell down on the way back, it's not a big deal." Mrs. Weasley seemed to have changed her face and put on a smiling face again, "Stop talking about this, come and help me, there are too many dishes. "

Mr. Weasley nodded in realization. In his impression, the two naughty guys George and Fred would often get themselves injured, so this situation was not surprising to him at all.

With this in mind, he immediately stood up and walked to the kitchen.

When Mike and others saw this, they also stood up and helped arrange the dishes and chopsticks.