Harry Potter and the Rebirth

"Yeah, they are quite lively indeed. They are the same at school."

Fred looked over and saw that Headmaster Dumbledore had sat in the middle of the table without him knowing when. At this moment, he said something indifferently with a smile.

Fred felt like the sky was falling and that he was doomed. The principal had personally complained to them and they were afraid that they would have no good time for the rest of their summer vacation.

The officials of the Ministry of Magic who were working outside came in one after another. Arthur asked them to sit at the dining table one by one. Molly brought delicious food one after another from the kitchen. Percy arranged for the remaining few people to sit at the end of the table. Harry was pressed in the center of the end of the table, facing Dumbledore. This situation made him feel a little uneasy.

The shabby dining table in Arthur's house was cast with an infinite expansion spell, so that everyone could find their own seat on it. Exquisite chopsticks, knives and forks, as well as red wine glasses, were placed in sets in front of everyone.

Fudge sat to the lower right of Dumbledore, with an empty seat next to him.

When everything was ready, Arthur was somewhat embarrassed to find that his position seemed to be a little forward, and the only stool he controlled was actually at the lower left of Dumbledore.

"Come on, this is for you."

Arthur followed suit and, under everyone's obscure gazes, sat steadily in the seat next to him, face to face with Fudge.

Everyone had different thoughts, but Fudge understood what Dumbledore wanted to express today. As the Minister of Magic who was personally nominated by this great wizard, Fudge was not a fool who pretended to be ignorant, but had his own skills.

It seems that the attitude towards the Weasley family can be changed in the future. Fudge smiled slightly and raised the wine glass in his hand towards Arthur, which made Arthur a little flattered.

"Thank you for your hard work today..."

Dumbledore stood up from his seat holding the cup, and everyone at the table stood up as well. The sound of table legs colliding with the floor drowned out Dumbledore's voice for a moment.

Everyone raised their glasses. Under the midday sun, the red liquid in the glasses swayed slightly, reflecting the expressions on everyone's faces. Some were excited and admiring, some were disdainful, some were curious, and some were just standing there in a daze.

Percy had a fanatical look on his face, and his obsession with power went a step further. In the past, he only wanted to make his family's life better. Although he was a pure-blood family, he was willing to endure poverty.

Now Dumbledore had merely changed the seat of his father at the dinner party, and the Minister of Magic had taken the initiative to show his goodwill.

"Let us thank Ms. Molly Prewett for working so hard for us today and preparing a large table of delicious food for the cooks."

Everyone turned their eyes to the lady sitting below Fudge. Molly hadn't reacted yet. No one had called her by her last name since she got married and became a mother.

Fudge patted the table in front of her to show his friendly attitude.

Molly woke up as if from a dream, looking flustered and standing up from her seat with red cheeks. Everyone laughed understandingly.

George and Fred seized the opportunity, took out celebratory horns from their pockets, blew them hard into each other's mouths, and the loud sound of the horns echoed throughout the room.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. George and Mr. Fred, for your accompaniment." Dumbledore said with a smile on his face.

The crowd laughed even louder, and they had a deeper understanding of the word "lively".

For the first time, Molly felt that her two sons' "intelligence and talent" seemed to be of some use.

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore -

Molly muttered to herself, it had been a long time since anyone had called her by her last name. She had successfully transformed from the little girl before her marriage into a mother and a wife. Mrs. Weasley was what people often called her.

"Okay, let's put aside all the troubles just now and start enjoying this delicious meal."

In the wizarding world, the preparation of all meals is not as tedious and complicated as in the human world, but just like brewing potions, if you want to make delicious food, you still need precise control of Molly.

Looking at the exotic delicacies on the table, Dumbledore was at a loss as to where to start. How should he eat the white pastry that looked like a flower? There seemed to be some delicious blueberry jam on it, and a few green mint leaves were placed on it.

It looks beautiful, as if——

Arthur took the serving chopsticks, awkwardly picked one from the plate and put it on Dumbledore's plate.

"Try this."

"Oh—thank you very much, Arthur."

Dumbledore used a knife to pick up a small piece of cake, put it into his mouth, then squinted his eyes with satisfaction, and shook his head with pleasure a few times.

Arthur and Molly looked at each other. The principal was still the same as before and loved sweet things the most.

Fudge saw it and curiously took a piece, but the sweetness inside made him feel a little choking, so he had to drink a lot of light tea before swallowing it.

The world behind was completely different from the atmosphere of the group of adults chatting and laughing in front. They were all very casual and happy.

Ron desperately shoveled rice into his bowl. He had been begging for this for a long time. In addition, they also had to entertain Headmaster Dumbledore and some colleagues from the Ministry of Magic, so Molly was reluctantly willing to spend some time to prepare such a delicious meal.

"It's so fragrant!"

Ginny looked at the bright red chunks of meat in her brother's bowl with curiosity, and carefully picked up a piece with her fork and put it in her own bowl.

After taking a bite, it doesn't have the usual fishy smell of pork. Instead, it melts in the mouth, and is mellow and delicate. It seems that you can also smell the fragrance of some herbs. It's just that it tastes a bit bitter when eaten dry.

Ginny tried to put the rice into her bowl. It was the first time she discovered that rice could be so delicious.

Percy was in Cao's camp but his heart was with Han. The meal was well prepared, but what was even more appetizing was the interaction between them. It was really interesting.

"Look, look at him."

Fred and George were whispering to each other, saying bad things about Percy again. They hated the way he was serious, as if he looked down on everyone.

The person in a daze is Harry.

Dudley did not appear at the dinner table, and no one knew where he was. Since arriving here, he has been mysterious every day and no one knew what he was doing.

Harry was very curious, but only just curious.

It was clearly noon, with the scorching sun overhead and the direct sunlight, and passers-by were all in a hurry. This kind of weather was really not suitable for staying outside for too long.