[HP] Sheep with soy sauce

Mrs. Weasley hadn't heard from Ron for more than half a month.

"You know how to contact him, don't you?" the good lady, who's been weeping a lot lately, begged Rae. "You must have another way...Rui, I know you can."

"I...I'll try my best." Rui didn't dare to tell the truth. In fact, she hadn't heard from Harry and the others for five days—neither the communication badge nor the slate had replied.Fred and George were worried. Although they didn't say anything, Rie could see that the twins were frowning.

Ron was loved by many, Rae thought.Even though he always used the second-hand goods of his brothers, and was bullied, scolded by his mother, and rejected by his sister, they all loved him.

When Ray came out of the kitchen, Fred was sitting alone on the old sofa in the living room, tinkering with an old radio transmitter.The twins and Mr. Weasley started a wizarding radio station the other day, which they called Potter's Lookout.The Weasleys used it to broadcast people and things in support of Harry from all over the UK, as well as heroic deeds against the puppet Ministry of Magic and Voldemort.Lee Jordan was the host, and almost everyone in The Order of the Phoenix was involved in the broadcast.Of course, this is "illegal".Their launcher had broken several parts the last time they evaded the Death Eaters, and Fred was scratching his head to fix it.

"Why isn't George here?" Rae poured Fred a cup of tea. "He couldn't be chatting with Angelina."

"That's right." Fred sighed and tapped on it with his wand, and the scattered parts lined up and snapped back into place.He just drank tea from Rui Yi's hand, rubbing the tea from his lips onto Rui Yi's face casually.Rae pushed him hard, but he threw him on the sofa instead.Her small body was shrouded in his shadow, and Fred's breath on her cheeks was crisp and numb.

"Freddy..." Rui turned his head in embarrassment, his voice was thin and small. "Come on... Mom is still in the kitchen."

"It's okay." Fred leaned over and hugged his little wife, his pointed nose brushed against her hair and a small piece of skin exposed by her neckline, his voice muffled. "Mom knows how to read the atmosphere - don't move, I just want to hug you for a while... You don't want me to do you here, do you?"

Rui Yi was angry and funny, and slapped him on the back: "Believe it or not, I sent you flying with the explosive spell?"

"You can't bear it." His red, shaggy head arched around her neck, making Rie just want to laugh.He finally found a comfortable place to put his red head, and felt Rui Yi's hand gently stroking his head like stroking a big dog: "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" Fred snorted, so loud that Rye could feel the old couch shaking beneath him. "Did you and Ginny have something to hide from me?"

"Yes." Rey readily admitted. "You found out so soon?"

"Aberforth is our old buddy," Fred bared his teeth and bit Rye's collarbone. "There's nothing he doesn't know."

Rey couldn't help laughing when he thought of the owner of the Pig's Head.She still had a hard time accepting the fact that he was Dumbledore's brother.

"One or two, younger brothers and sisters are nothing to worry about. Ron is running around with Harry and Hermione outside, and won't let us help - of course, I don't mean to be angry with Harry, he is a big A hero, even if he doesn't admit it." Fred said to himself. "However, if that idiot Ginny did something stupid because of him, I'll take that back. She was a bit too lawless in school, and I heard Colin and the others say a lot about her heroic deeds... ..."

yes.For example, using magic graffiti everywhere "Dumbledore's Army is still recruiting", blowing up the offices of the Carlo brothers and sisters, talking back to Snape... and so on.Delena scolded Rui almost every three days, and asked her to take care of this little sister who was deeply inspired by the twins.

Rye knew what Fred meant, though.It wasn't that he didn't like Ginny's behavior, it was just that he was concerned for her safety.

Like worrying about Ron.

"I always feel like there's nothing we can do," said Fred softly. "Stuck in the joke shop every day, whether you go to Diagon Alley or the Muggle world, there are people watching. Sometimes, I really want to just fight them. But you also know Arthur, he can't do without Driving his Muggle stuff, and Mum won't take our... 'handouts', they've got to have money to eat, don't they?"

"The most important thing is Ginny, she's still at Hogwarts."

"Yes."

They stayed like this for a while in silence, until the kitchen door to the chicken coop rang, and it was Mrs Weasley who was "very good at reading the atmosphere".

"Look, I said that my mother is very good at reading the atmosphere." Fred smiled, but then his tone dropped again: "Can't you still contact Ron?"

"I've reached out to him a few times today with the comm badge at the joke shop." Ree sighed. "There's Harry and Hermione, too, but they've gotten nowhere. Maybe... if their comm badges have been destroyed..."

"It could be the best and it could be the worst, right?"

"Of course it's the former." Rey said without hesitation. "I trust Harry, and—" She paused. "If they did capture Harry, the Ministry of Magic would send out tens of thousands of owls to announce the news to the world immediately."

"Ha, that's an interesting scene." Fred gave a very mean laugh. "Potter, who survived the catastrophe, was arrested by the Ministry of Magic for killing his most beloved Dumbledore, and then was put in—"

"Don't say it!"

There was a loud crack at the Burrow door, and Rye and Fred jumped off the sofa together.Lupine's grey-haired, freshly scarred face emerged from behind the invisibility cloak, looking extremely anxious. "Oh, sorry Fred, I didn't mean to - Arthur!"

"what happened?"

Mr. Weasley hurried down the stairs, his eyes averted from the bridge of his nose. "Remus?! Why are you here?"

"I'm here to tell you, don't say that—that man's name." Lupine's expression was very bad. "I think you should know this - Kingsley has been exposed, and the Death Eaters are after him."

"What?" Mrs. Weasley burst in through the door, clutching a yelling goblin. "When did this happen?"

"This afternoon, but I just found out." Lupine took off his invisibility cloak and draped it over the back of the sofa. "Thank you for lending my cloak, Fred, Rye - the search party came across my father-in-law, Ted Tonks, in Diagon Alley today. He's a bitch, you know, his phantom The curse just failed at that time. It is said that there were more than a dozen people chasing him at that time, but fortunately Kingsley passed by and rescued him, but he revealed his identity."

"That's a matter of time." George appeared at the stairs. "According to me, they already knew it! It's just that the Ministry of Magic cannot do without Kingsley, otherwise it won't be able to transfer!"

"Don't talk about George like that!" Mrs. Weasley's heart was pounding, she was very dissatisfied with George's harsh words.

"And then?" Fred had stood up, staring into Lupine's eyes. "Are they out of danger?"

Rui poured a cup of tea for Lupin, and Lupine frowned and waved his hands: "Originally, Kingsley notified us of this matter with a communication badge, let us quickly move Dora to another residence. We It took a little time to pack things, and Dora needed a lot of things... However, just now, Kingsley told us with the patron saint not to move to the original residence, which has been exposed, and he and my father-in-law are fleeing. "

"Why not a communication badge?" Rui Yi keenly grasped the crux of the problem. "not--"

"The secret of the new comms badge has been discovered, Rye," said Lupine wearily. "Kingsley's communication badge was hit by a confusion spell and exploded. He confirmed that the other party did it on purpose. They were talking in the house at the time. The house looked like a dump, but the Death Eaters suddenly blew the door open ..."

"You mean to say that they said V—"

"George!"

"Okay, the name 'Constipation Jen', just discovered?"

Fred smiled at his brother.

But Lupine didn't think the joke was funny, he nodded heavily: "Yes, Kingsley said that this is not the first time, when Diggle was talking about the Dark Lord, the Death Eaters suddenly came to his house Make a scene, luckily he Apparated in time."

"So how are Kingsley and Tonks doing now?" Mrs. Weasley was still clutching her chest. "They...the two of them..."

"It shouldn't be a big deal, they're fleeing north," said Lupine. "But now that the limelight is getting tighter, I suggest that you move your residence as soon as possible. Also, if possible, don't let Ginny go back at Christmas."

Soon after Lupine left, George returned to the store with Ray and Fred on the pretext of leaving something in the joke store.They found Rey's communication slate in the research room, but there was still no reply from Harry and others.

"Don't think about it anymore." George's face was so gloomy that water almost dripped down. "Even if these idiots were not arrested, they were in trouble."

"What do you think about the communications badge?" Rey asked. "If the Death Eaters really intended to attack Kingsley's badge, then it is clear that they already know the self-destruct mechanism of the new badge. According to the information we have so far, no members of the Order of the Phoenix have been arrested."

"It's better not to be Ron." Fred slammed the slate down on the table and made a loud noise. "This idiot, I really don't know that he—"

"I'd like to go and see Grimmauld Place."

The twins yelled together: "Stop kidding, Rae!"

"I'm not kidding," Rae said very seriously. "If they were there—"

"What if it's already exposed?!" Fred said excitedly. "Death Eaters are sure to turn the place upside down, or plant killers—are you dying?"

"If you have to go, I'll go too." George folded his arms. "It doesn't make sense for you to take risks once or twice."

Fred got even angrier, pointing grimly at his twin: "Look, listen, if you think I'm going to let you leave me alone—"

"This is your revenge for not taking me with you last time." George shrugged. "I want you to know who the real inventor of those hoods is, I."

"Freddie, George—"

"You don't have a place to talk here, ma'am!" the twins said, turning their heads together, with identical serious expressions.