Harry Potter and the Old Ones

In the end, Hermione didn't dwell too much on the issue.

What else could she say?

After so many years, Tiera finally gave her a decent gift. What else could she be dissatisfied with?

After that, Tiera gave the useless "Sea King Trident" to Ron, who was also useless——

But Ron was so excited, he still thought it was the coolest gift he had ever received in his life.

Obviously, although Tiera brought many alchemical items, Tiera had no intention of giving any of them to Ginny.

"I think they've probably finished their quarrel." Hermione saw Ginny looking at Ron with some envy, and then looking at Harry shyly. She said in order to cover up the embarrassment at this moment, "Let's go down and help your mother prepare dinner, okay? ?”

"Okay, okay." Ron said, leaning the trident against his wall. Hermione also left "Gandalf's Staff" in Ron's room, except for the one Harry gave to Tiera. He put the glasses on his face and carefully put away his original pair of glasses.

The five of them returned downstairs and found Mrs. Weasley busy in the kitchen alone, her mood seemed to be extremely corrupted.

"We are eating outside in the garden." After they entered, Mrs. Weasley said in a gentle voice, "There is no room for twelve people here. Girls, can you take these plates out? Bill and Charlie are here The table is being set. You three, get your knives and forks."

While instructing Tiera, Harry and Ron, she used her wand to point a bunch of potatoes in the pool, but she didn't expect that she used a little too much force, and the potatoes automatically peeled off too fast, and each one jumped up. The walls and ceiling went up.

"Oh, my God," she said angrily, tapping her wand against a sideways dustpan again. The dustpan jumped up immediately, slid around on the floor, and picked up the potatoes one by one.

"These two guys!" she said viciously, while pulling out many large pots and small pots from the cupboard, "I really don't know what they will become. They don't have any ambition, they just know how to get into trouble all day long. …”

Mrs. Weasley slammed a large brass saucepan on the kitchen table, stuck her wand in and swirled it around, causing a stream of creamy sauce to spurt from the head of the wand as she stirred.

"They are not unintelligent." Mrs. Weasley put the stew pot on the stove, poked it with her wand, lit the fire, and continued to say angrily, "But those clever things are not useful unless they are very quick." Cheer up and change your ways, or you will be in trouble! More owls fly from Hogwarts to complain to them every year than everyone else combined. If they continue like this, they will eventually be sent to an abusive school. Magic Office.”

Mrs. Weasley poked the knife drawer with her wand again, and it popped open.

Tiera, Harry and Ron jumped away quickly, and saw several knives popping out of the drawer, flying across the kitchen, and began to cut potatoes.

The dustpan had just poured the potatoes into the pool again.

"I really don't understand what's wrong with our education." Mrs. Weasley said, putting down her wand and pulling out a few more saucepans. "It's been like this for many years, one mess after another, and I can't listen to it at all - —Oh, that’s wrong again!”

She picked up her wand from the table, only for it to let out a piercing screech and transform into a giant rubber mouse.

"It's another fake wand they made!" Mrs. Weasley yelled angrily, "How many times have I told them not to leave these things lying around!"

She grabbed the real wand, turned around, and saw that the cream sauce was smoking on the stove.

"Let's go! Let's go!" Ron grabbed a handful of cutlery from the open drawer and said hurriedly, "When mom starts to complain, that's when we should leave, otherwise she will start to find fault with you. .”

They went into the garden and helped Bill and Charlie lay out the dishes and cutlery.

Dinner doesn't start until seven o'clock.

Before that, Tiera took out his "Amitabha Gatling", stuck it on his right arm, and asked George Weasley and Fred Weasley for eight dung bombs, filling them into into Gatling, and then—

"emission!"

The Bamei dung bomb was shot towards the hill behind the Burrow.

"That's great!" said George Weasley. "That's great!"

"Can you make dung bombs into track-like bullets?" Tiera asked, showing a diagram of a Gatling bullet. "In this way, the Weasley joke product will not only be used for entertainment purposes, but can even be used for entertainment purposes." As a means of attack."

"But why do we use attack methods?" Fred Weasley asked puzzledly, "We make joke products just to bring laughter to everyone."

"Because if it is made into an attack method... it is very likely that it will be spotted and purchased by the Auror Command." Tiera said, "Every year, a large number of Aurors will be injured or killed in the process of tracking down dark wizards. If they With my weapon that can continuously fire dung bombs, they may be able to reduce the number of casualties... and if Mrs. Weasley knew that your invention was acquired by the Auror Command, she might not stop you from continuing to research it. These things."

Fred and George looked at each other, and both saw the heartbeat in each other's eyes——

"We did it," George said.

"When I think about the possibility that those dark wizards in the future will be covered with the dung bombs we sprayed, I feel like - hahahaha." Fred suddenly laughed, "I can't help it, this image is too strong! Hahahaha!"

George laughed too.

By seven o'clock, the two tables were groaning under the weight of the delicacies prepared by Mrs. Weasley's masterful hand. The nine Weasleys, as well as Tiera, Harry and Hermione all sat down to eat under the clear dark blue night sky. For Tiera, who had been drinking the potion of immortality all summer, it was like he was back in heaven. Tiera just ate chicken, ham pie, boiled potatoes and salad, and didn't even think about talking -

He even had to use flesh and blood magic to speed up his digestion of food so that he could fill up more food.

While Tiera enjoyed her meal, Percy talked about his work, Mrs. Weasley was concerned about Bill's attire, and Harry and the rest of the Weasley family had been discussing the upcoming Quidditch event.

After we had had enough wine and food, it was time to go to bed.

They ate some more Weasley's homemade ice cream, then went back to their rooms to sleep -

But obviously, the Weasley twins had no intention of sleeping, but continued to drag Tiera around and ask questions.

Tiera had no choice but to take out her pile of works and display them again.

Thank you Hamster for voting for January