Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 469 Dinner
"What... Did McGuffin leave? Why didn't you stop him. How did he leave?" Mr. Weasley asked strangely after knowing that McGuffin had left.

He seemed to be avoiding Mrs. Weasley, looking for something to do, keeping himself busy as he carefully magically levitated the huge stack of dishes... moving it outside.

At this time, Bill and Charlie had just finished the 'flying table fighting contest' amidst Percy's angry complaints!
Afterwards, they repaired the tables and chairs, conjuring colorful tablecloths out of thin air to decorate them.

Then Harry and the others began to help clear the dishes and put them on top.

At seven o'clock, the two tables were filled with the delicacies Mrs Weasley had prepared.

Eleven of them, plus a dog, sat and ate under the night sky.

The Milky Way is swaying and the starry sky is bright.

All of a sudden, everyone felt that they were in an extremely vast world, felt that they were extremely small, all the irritability in their hearts disappeared, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious with each other.

Even Mrs. Weasley stopped being critical of the twins.

For Harry...it also meant he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Ah, I can focus my attention on these delicacies instead of the suffocating news brought by McGuffin.

At the same time, at the other end of the table, Percy and Mr. Weasley were discussing the relevant regulations of the "Werewolf Code" in detail—

"After the Quidditch match, I will personally report to Minister Fudge!"

"I hope he is satisfied..."

"Mr. Crouch is very happy with my suggestion to classify werewolves. He hopes that this method can classify werewolves...so that the harm of werewolves will be greatly reduced, and the dissatisfaction of werewolves against the Ministry of Magic will be reduced...and at the same time, the emergence of new werewolves will be curbed."

"We've never been this close to eradicating [lusophim]!"

"You have to be careful, Percy! Those werewolves in Knockturn Alley are very dangerous, even a slight scratch may be infected with [dire wolf syndrome]. I've heard that those werewolves do all kinds of evil..." Mrs. Weasley said, looking at Percy very worriedly.

"It's okay, I didn't go looking for werewolves on the night of the full moon, but only during the day... and the werewolf suppressor invented by McGuffin Albert also greatly reduced the possibility of werewolves getting out of control! As for the remaining criminals, the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic are not vegetarian..." Percy said nonchalantly.

"I don't know how McGuffin left?" Mr. Weasley said with some concern. "He has been warned twice by the Department of Prohibition of Misuse of Magic. If there is another time... According to Hopkirk's old-fashioned temper, he may directly send a letter to the Hogwarts board of directors... Let them expel him directly."

"Yeah, I've heard that too. My colleagues in the Department of Magical Law say that Hopkirk is an idiot... Not to mention that the magic monitoring device, everyone knows that it's not only outdated... It's even in disrepair, it's broken... A joke like McGuffin can be made, and that guy Mafalda doesn't use his brain... I don't even think that magic like [Apparition] can be used by a little wizard? The old witch actually asked McGuffin to go to the Ministry of Magic. Get ready!" Percy said sarcastically.

Mrs. Weasley also heard it and immediately asked nervously, "What's the matter? What happened to that little McGuffin? Weasley, you should help."

"It's all right, Molly...Professor Dumbledore has explained to Albert at the Ministry of Magic that he uses the MacGuffin's wand to cast spells. Albert should be all right." Mr. Weasley comforted.

"Yeah, Dumbledore is very different from the little wizard McGuffin." Bill frowned and said, "I heard something from the goblins in Gringotts...Dumbledore once took Albert to a vault in the deepest part of the ground. They don't know what they are looking for?"

After the weight-loss package for the summer vacation, Harry really couldn't resist the exquisite food on the table. He had been concentrating on feasting, eating chicken, ham pie, baked potatoes, salad, fried steak, fried pork chops...

Until I heard Bill's words...

He stopped immediately, glanced carefully at Ron and Hermione, and found that they were also staring at him.

They both understood what the other was thinking—【Horcrux】!Dumbledore and the others must be looking for Horcruxes!
—McGuffin was right.

"I've also heard that Mr. Crouch asked Gringotts...it seems to be the time we met them the morning before yesterday, and I heard that Dumbledore and the others found nothing there....I don't know why McGuffin was involved?" Percino said thoughtfully, "Sometimes I feel that Dumbledore even directly regards McGuffin as an adult wizard!"

"Ah! We want that too!" George interrupted.

"Harry! You can talk to Dumbledore...or ask McGuffin to tell Professor Dumbledore, let him treat us as adult wizards, and we also want to earn gold coins and gold Galleons!"

George and Fred secretly looked at Mrs. Weasley's face, and then carefully said beside Harry.

"That's right, we are supposed to be older than the MacGuffin? My mother still treats us as children... right? Sirius!"

Fred handed a fried chicken leg to Sirius and said in a low voice.

"you!"

This startled Harry. (The same goes for the twins and Mr. Weasley... They all know about Sirius, and these two guys are not too cautious. Although Harry believes that the Weasleys will not reveal Black's identity... But it is better that more people know about this matter, and Mr. Weasley should have told the twins not to talk nonsense.)
"What do you want to do!" Harry's extraordinary strength immediately caught Mrs. Weasley's attention.

She immediately raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Nothing...nothing..."

The twins didn't dare to let their mother know about their little thoughts again, and immediately sat back in their original seats.

In the center of the table, Bill and Charlie were arguing about the latest changes at the Ministry of Magic and Gringotts.

"It's very strange! It's very strange! These days, Gringotts' funds are being withdrawn at an accelerated rate... It can be collected in England, that is, the headquarters in London... At the same time, the branch and the local Ministry of Magic in Egypt are trying their best to stop this behavior. They even use diplomatic channels and local Auror troops to threaten... Charlie, where are you? Is Romania also so weird?"

"Well, I'm not quite right here! The local wizard families in Romania are also restricting the local magical herbs...even dragon blood, dragon teeth and other precious magic materials flow out. The dragon should have been unable to grow."

Charlie paused and continued, "The spells we have mastered... some common... spells like the [Stunning Curse] can no longer work on these secondary-developed fire dragons. With the second development, this special fire dragon is not only physically stronger, but also more resistant to magic..."

"And we found that some fire dragons can even use some relatively crude, primitive and simple magic. For example, large fire dragons can charm or intimidate wizards... It's like casting a magic similar to [Confusion Curse], making wizards confused and unable to cast spells...Because of this, many dragon trainers suffered extremely serious injuries a while ago. Fortunately, Hagrid was there, and he helped us a lot..."

The conversation between the two of them quickly caught Mrs Weasley's attention.

It can also be regarded as saving the twins from being forced to interrogate to some extent.

"Honey, is it really so dangerous? Otherwise, why don't you come back?" Mrs. Weasley said worriedly, "I don't know what's going on? The past two years have reminded me more and more of the era when the Dark Lord and Death Eaters were rampant more than ten years ago, and all kinds of scary things happened everywhere..."

"Mom, I have nothing to do when I come back! England has no place to raise dragons..." Charlie said patiently.

"You can change jobs!..."

The topic seemed to be getting heavier and more contentious.

Mr. Weasley immediately coughed and interrupted to talk about the World Cup.

"I don't know who will win this game.-Hey! It's a pity that the England team lost the game and didn't enter the final! Obviously Ludo created a lot of opportunities for them. Those new brooms caught all the teams by surprise."

"What's going on?" Harry asked eagerly.He had been staying in Privet Drive during the summer vacation, and he was almost cut off from the wizarding world.

"Harry, you should know that McGuffin's new broom has been approved for the Quidditch World Cup!" said George.

"Well, I know that Albert has earned a lot of Galleons because of signing a contract with Light Wheel Company!"

"That's right!" Fred agreed from the side, with an extremely yearning expression on his face, "He's so lucky...but he deserves it. After a few improvements by the Nimbus Company, that weird-looking broom has completely become a product that has crossed the age. Compared with it, the Firebolt is completely incomparable."

"You don't know. Originally, people thought that the English Quidditch team didn't even have the qualifications to qualify...they won the Transylvania team back then, and they still relied on the brooms between each other to have a generational difference."

"It was a very dirty game. The players of the England team were so embarrassing. They even quarreled and fought on the court because of personal reasons. In the end, they relied on the Seeker to surpass the broom of the opponent's player by nearly twice the speed... To catch the Golden Snitch earlier, we won the game and barely qualified. That game was really embarrassing. Ludo Bagman almost died of anger. That actually brought the whole team back to life.”

George grumbled, his mouth full of chips.

"It's unbelievable that you didn't watch England play against Peru...Although it's not good to say this, but I won't lie in front of Quidditch. A bad team like England has no cooperation. Just relying on the speed of the new broom, they slammed and rushed and almost defeated the original strong team like Peru."

"What happened next? How did they lose."

Harry put himself into it, excited to hear it.

A teasing smile appeared on George and Fred's faces, and they didn't answer. Ron, who was still on the side, explained, "In the end, when we were chasing the Golden Snitch, the speed of the new broom was too fast and difficult to control. The England team's seekers originally wanted to learn from you..."

"I?"

"Yes, it's that new broom trick you used in the Hogwarts match - what's it called 'drifting'?"

"It's possible that he couldn't control the new model broom, and he hit the referee seriously."

"The most important thing is—"

"That idiot didn't know what was going on, he just hit the Golden Snitch into the referee's stomach!"

"The referee, who was already full of anger, immediately issued the final verdict. The winner will be determined according to the original score, otherwise the Seeker will be investigated for using magic during the match." Ron smiled and handed a large piece of pork chop to Sirius.

"I think the seeker used magic power unconsciously when he was extremely excited and nervous, and the vast majority of unlucky people who were cast unconsciously were referees... This kind of thing is common in Quidditch matches. Not only the players, but even the audience will use magic power unconsciously because of excitement... Therefore, after many controversial games, the referee will suddenly disappear for a few months, and then appear in the center of the desert and be found at sea..." Mr. Weasley explained.

"What a pity!" Harry sighed.

"It's not a pity. The strength of the English team is at this point. You didn't see how the Peruvian team was beaten when they met the Irish team. The Irish team has long been replaced with a new model of broom, the Nimbus 2000S. Their coordination and tactics are much better than that of England. To be honest, Ludo Bagman's ability to make the England team reach the quarter-finals is already beyond everyone's expectations. He did his best. In comparison, the performance of the Welsh team and the Scottish team... can't be said." Even Percy said something.

Mr. Weasley floated candles like Hogwarts Hall... to light up the whole garden.

The warm wind is blowing, and the fragrance of green grass and honeysuckle is blowing.

Everyone sat there with their bellies puffed up, listening to the chirping of birds, insects and frogs around them... they were very satisfied.

"Tomorrow will be the strongest match ever! Bulgaria vs. Ireland! Viktor Krum is simply a genius...With the new broom, he almost single-handedly defeated the other teams..." Under the moonlight, they continued to talk about tomorrow's Quidditch match, and Ron highly praised a Seeker named Krum.

And Charlie and Bill are obviously not very optimistic about it, "The Irish team has seven good players. What's more, the Golden Snitch in the final will not be so easy to find according to the usual practice... As time goes on, even if Krum wins the Golden Snitch, it will be difficult to reverse the score. Just like the last game, which lasted for five full days, people discovered that the Golden Snitch has been dangling behind the referee's ass."

"Okay, stop arguing, you guys have to get up early to watch the football game tomorrow."

Mrs. Weasley looked at her watch, and then drove everyone back to the room to rest.

(End of this chapter)