[hp] Mr. Lion and Miss Griffin

In the past few days, I seem to be treated as a cherished animal. Even getting a glass of water was delivered to me by Ron himself.

No one would believe me even if I repeatedly stated that I couldn't be better now.

In fact, Aurora's potion is really easy to use. At most, it's just a little inconvenient for me to move. The leg that was pierced is not so easy to recover, but I really won't be coughing up blood...

Aunt Molly has been trying to figure out what the three of Harry are going to drop out of school for. She wants to prevent them from taking risks. For this reason, these people have been instructed to go around recently. She tried her best to prevent the three of them from getting together to discuss something, so I, who was idle in the long grass and knew their secrets, became the intermediate station.

"Evie, ask Harry for me, do I need to bring the "Magic Alphabet", do I need to translate the runes? Do you think I should bring it?"

"Evie, tell Harry, I'll be waiting for him in the house later, we have to take Hermione, we can't survive two days without her!"

"Evie, can you tell Hermione..."

I've had enough!

"Okay, I will help you hold Aunt Molly, you can solve all the problems as soon as possible, and then make up for the delay, okay?" I rolled my eyes and went to Aunt Molly to change the wound dressing, which at least To hold her for half an hour.

Fleur's family soon arrived, and Aunt Mollie felt a little anxious about it. She was afraid that guests would question their family conditions, so she became more sensitive to mess. Even Fred left on the table. Any trace of ashes will be punished.

Because the Burrow had so many protective charms placed on it, Uncle Arthur had to go to the top of a nearby hill to meet the Delacours, who had arrived there via the Portkey.

When the guests arrived, the first thing people heard was an unnaturally high-pitched laugh, which turned out to be from Uncle Arthur.A moment later he appeared at the door, carrying a heavy luggage, and leading a beautiful blond woman in a leaf-green robe, who was undoubtedly Fleur's mother. "Mom!" Fu Rong yelled, rushing to hug her, "Daddy!"

M. Delacour was as charming as his wife.He was a head shorter than his wife, stocky, with a small, pointed black beard.However, he seemed to have a good temper.Stepping on his high-heeled boots, he quickly walked up to Aunt Molly, and kissed her cheeks twice. "It's such a trouble to you," he said in a low voice, "Fleur told us you've been working hard." "Oh, that's nothing, nothing!" said Aunt Mollie in a trembling voice, "not at all trouble!"

Madame Delacour also stepped up lightly, leaned over and kissed Aunt Molly.She is so beautiful... I want to be kissed too. She has different charms from her two daughters. The years have treated her very favorably, without leaving any marks on her face, but adding a unique charm to her .

"Well, come in!" said Aunt Mollie cheerfully, letting the Delacours into the room, saying "No, please!" "You first!" and "Nothing! "

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It was Harry's birthday the day before the wedding, and Aunt Molly was determined to make it right for him, but it seemed more than one person thought so.

Early this morning, I came to the kitchen to pour water. I sat on a chair due to my inconvenient legs and feet, but I accidentally touched Aunt Molly’s seasoning jar. I immediately bent down to pick it up, and then I heard voices.

"Zip it up for me, will you?" It was Ginny's voice, was she talking to me?

But then I heard Harry's voice.

...what am I going to do now, should I straighten up?It would be embarrassing, but wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if they found out about me.

It was George who broke my freeze, brushing his teeth and asking what I was doing with his eyes.

I raised my chin and signaled him to see his little sister. He walked to the faucet quite naturally, inserted the toothbrush into the hole in his ear, and picked up the water glass to watch his sister and her boyfriend make out with interest. .

...Is this how the holes in the ears are used?And is it really okay for you to be so aboveboard? ? ?I had no choice but to straighten up, and then I saw two people kissing each other.

Ginny seemed to see us, and then parted from Harry speechlessly. Harry also turned his head in a daze. Our existence seemed to surprise him.

George didn't disturb others at all. He raised his water glass and greeted them with a smirk: "Good morning." I also waved my paw awkwardly, and the sight of the two children made my scalp numb.

We acted as if nothing had happened to each other. I looked at this George, as if he had flowers growing on his face, and Ginny and Harry left quickly.My face turned red all of a sudden, and I slapped George on the shoulder frantically, and he smiled happily while taking care of himself.

But he looks pretty good wrapped in gauze too... how do you say Muggles?Battle damage?

Tsk, it's really hot.

So I kissed this Mr. One Ear in the kitchen too, I didn't mean to!He was the one who seduced me first!

We put together several tables in the garden.Fred and George conjure up a swarm of purple lanterns that hang over everyone's heads.The number "17" is shining brightly on the lantern.

Hermione sprayed purple and gold banners from the top of her wand, which hung artistically from trees and bushes.

"That's great," said Ron, watching Hermione's last wave of his wand, which turned the leaves of the sago tree into gold, and he couldn't help admiring, "You are really good at this." "Thank you, Ron!" Hermione said. Said, looking both happy and a little confused.

Me too, when did he talk so well?

"Fred and I gave him a copy of "Twelve Ways to Bewitch Witches", which seems quite useful, right?" George answered my question with a smile.

"Did you use those spells on me too?" I looked at him funny, and he looked at me like I told some ghost story about Voldemort picking four cygnets in a tutu.

"Merlin! What are you talking about, don't you love me even if I don't use that thing?"

"Go away, narcissist!" I blushed and kicked him away, but he rubbed against me with a playful smile. "Who called my name last night and said he loved me?"

"Would it be Voldemort, or the gnome in the garden, it wouldn't be me."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Aunt Molly said loudly and walked into the garden gate. A golden snitch cake the size of a water balloon floated in front of her.She used her wand to let him hang in mid-air instead of risking carrying it over uneven ground.When the cake finally hit the middle of the table, Harry said, "That's wonderful, Mrs Weasley." "Oh, nothing, dear," said Mrs Weasley lovingly.Ron gave Harry two thumbs up behind her and mouthed: Good job.

Looks like it's not just Ron who got the wondrous knowledge?

At seven o'clock the guests arrived, and Fred and George stood at the end of the lane to meet them and lead them into the house.To show his importance, Hagrid put on his best furry brown suit, but to be honest, it wasn't that good-looking. Mrs. Maxime really should cultivate Hagrid's aesthetics more.

Suddenly, a light flashed across the yard, onto the table, and became a bright silver mole, rearing up on its hind legs and speaking in Mr. Weasley's voice. "The Minister for Magic has come with me."

After a while, Uncle Arthur suddenly appeared at the gate, accompanied by Rufus Scrimgeour, who was instantly recognizable by his long gray hair.The two newcomers strode across the yard toward the garden and the lantern-lit table, and everyone at the table watched in silence as they approached.

"Sorry to interrupt," said Scrimgeour, limping to a stop at the table, "and I realize I've trespassed on a party." His eyes lingered for a moment on the giant Snitch cake . "Long life to you." "Thank you," said Harry.

"I want to speak to you alone," Scrimgeour continued, "and Mr. Ron Weasley and Miss Hermione Granger."

It's about Albus' will, I think.

Albus and I mentioned that he left some things for Harry and the others, but they have not received them these days. It is probably the Ministry of Magic that has seized them. Although they have no right to check, there is magic after all. With the Minister still present, they can still bend the law for their own benefit—I don't want to mention it, because Albus left me a lot of candy in his will, and he said he hoped that my life would be sweet forever.The Ministry of Magic happily gave them to me. Compared with the strict defense against Harry and others, it seemed that I was not taken seriously.

Today is the one-day deadline for No.30, and they have to return these things to Harry and the others.As a result, the Minister of Magic's face stretched out.

Not long after they had been in the house for a secret conversation, we heard something shouting inside, and then the new minister of the Ministry of Magic pushed the door angrily and left.I noticed a small burnt hole in Harry's clothes.

All three looked unhappy.

"Deluminator, what can I do with it?" Ron looked at the things in his hand with some distress.Hermione got a copy of Beedle the Bard's Tales, not the one he used to hold to tell me bedtime stories, and Harry got his first snitch, and he looked distressed too look.

The birthday party was rushed by this farce, and we raised the big white tent in the courtyard, waving wands at the direction of Uncle Arthur.

"It stands to reason that we should have a bachelor party." Aurora felt a little regretful.

"Bachelor party? What's the use?" Fu Rong became interested.

"Hmm... It seems to be used for the bride to celebrate her last day? Because the bride will be crowned with her husband's surname the next day, and she will soon step into the grave of marriage, Amen." Aurora made a pretentious gesture. The act of praying made me and Fu Rong laugh.

"I don't need that. Bill and I won't go to the grave. We love each other deeply." Fleur has always been romantic.

"I probably won't need it, because even if I'm married, I'm still myself." I also shrugged. Marrying George doesn't mean I become another person, even if I change from Evelyn McGonagall. Evelyn Weasley, and I'm still myself.

"Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything." Aurora waved her hand, "Then let's go to bed early, and we still have heavy responsibilities tomorrow."

That's not bad, we can't be more beautiful than Furong, but we can't have blue eyes either.

The author has something to say:

George is hot George is hot George is hot!

I hope everyone can meet the right person and be themselves after marriage.