Chapter 355 The Party Is About to Begin!

The garden of the Burrow was more lively than ever before, with lights floating up with the help of magic, dotted in the air.

Everyone was chatting, and when it was seven o'clock, the two tables were groaning under the weight of the delicious dishes made by Mrs. Weasley.

Although she is now the general manager of Molly, she is still the kind mother when she returns home, and refuses everyone's help.

She insisted on cooking by herself and showing her cooking skills, so on the long table, the nine members of the Weasley family, as well as Harry and Hermione, Sirius, Malfoy, and Zhang Xiao all sat down and ate under the clear dark blue night sky.

Zhang Xiao raised a full glass of butter beer and clinked it with Bill and Charlie, toasting their courage to give up their comfortable lives and join the fight against Voldemort.

Fred and George lit a bonfire, and took Ginny to catch a few goblins, cast a petrification spell on them, and posed in various shapes to act as a band.

Malfoy vividly recounted the story of how he rode a broom to the Burrow alone after returning to England.

Harry and Ron listened and bit their forks with envy.

Zhang Xiao dared to say that Little Marfoy had definitely disobeyed his father's orders, and this dangerous behavior could make Lucius beat his ass.

But after just a while of boasting, Malfoy was a little speechless, because no matter what he said, even if Ron and Harry's eyes were red with envy and they gritted their teeth.

He would never say a word of praise.

Little Marfoy, who was not satisfied, could only turn his head and tell Zhang Xiao and Sirius about Professor Lupin.

Now even Hermione, who was discussing hair care products with Ginny, stopped talking and came over.

Not to mention Harry and Ron.

Seeing so many people listening to him, Malfoy found that feeling again. He dragged out his tone and said slowly:

"The journey was smooth, but I don't know what happened. There was a nice-looking girl in the first-class cabin of the plane who kept trying to chat up Professor Lupin.

Professor Lupin was very shy and didn't want to talk to others. When I got off the plane, the girl secretly found me and said that Professor Lupin had a very melancholy temperament.

She was particularly attractive to him. She looked like someone with a story. She asked me if I could give her my contact information."

"Ah——————"

Several people sighed in unison, winking and making faces at each other. They were all boys and girls around 15 years old, just the age of falling in love.

How could they not know what Malfoy meant?

Sirius was the most anxious. He was happy for his good friend and patted Malfoy on the head and asked:

"How is it? Did you give her Remus' contact information?"

Malfoy broke free from Sirius's hand and said dissatisfiedly:

"Professor Lupin doesn't even have a mobile phone, where does the contact information come from?"

"Mobile phone?" "What is a mobile phone?" The little wizards asked questions in a flurry.

Sirius slapped his forehead and said angrily: "Oh, I should have prepared a full set of things for Remus."

Malfoy ignored his "uncle" and turned to look at Zhang Xiao, asking curiously:

"Why did that pretty woman say that Professor Lupin had many stories? I obviously have them too, and I have read "The Tales of Beedle the Bard". Why didn't she find me?"

Zhang Xiao almost couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of butter beer, swallowed the wine with difficulty, and laughed while patting his legs.

"Why are you laughing at me?" Malfoy stared at Zhang Xiao dissatisfiedly, waiting for him to give an explanation.

"Sorry Draco, I didn't laugh at you, I just thought of something interesting." Zhang Xiao pinched his thigh desperately, and finally suppressed his smile.

After coughing twice, he regained his composure:

"Okay Draco, what's next."

Malfoy rolled his eyes and said reluctantly:

"Nothing else, the people from the East took the professor away, saying that Tushan only opens once a year, and asked the professor to wait for a while, and then he would send it over."

Well, this is not bad, anyway, Professor Lupin is absolutely safe in China.

At the other end of the table, Percy was telling his father about his report writing.

Unexpectedly, Barty Crouch boldly appointed Percy as the trainee assistant to the Minister of Magic.

This is a particularly valuable position, but not many people can get this position after graduation.

Obviously he has become a fan of Barty Crouch, and his admiration for him is revealed everywhere.

Zhang Xiao couldn't tell whether Percy was true or false, but at least what he said after getting drunk that night was true.

At this moment, Mrs. Weasley came over with a glass of wine. Her face was flushed and she looked radiant. She obviously liked her career very much.

"Thank you, kid." Molly raised her glass and took a big sip: "I think I have found the meaning of life. I like this job so much."

"You're welcome, ma'am. No one is more suitable than you." Zhang Xiao stood up, also took a big sip of butter beer, and asked curiously: "How is the situation over there?"

He felt a little guilty. As a qualified hands-off shopkeeper, he just handed things over to others and immediately let them go, just like Qingluan Society and this elf labor service company.

I heard from my father that my grandpa used to be like this and didn't want to take care of anything. Later, he was taught a lesson by the heavenly master of the previous generation, and he had to take care of it as a heavenly master, so he changed his temper.

"It's okay, everything is on the right track. The most difficult thing is how to make the elf change his mentality."

Molly's expression became a little more serious, she shook her head and said: "Elves have always regarded themselves as the lowest slaves. I can't comment on this historical issue, but what we need are service personnel.

This mentality has a great impact on work. Everything that needs to be done must be ordered, and it is only done, but it does not meet the standard of doing it well.

So we put a lot of effort into changing our mentality, and as you said, we invited the best Muggle training experts to teach them. Maintaining the confusion spell is also very troublesome.

One time I forgot to add the Confusion Charm, and the pastry chef discovered that the person he had been teaching was not a student from the school but an elf.

He fainted from fright, and I had to give him a large sum of Muggle money and cast the Oblivion Charm on him. "

Well, the corners of Zhang Xiao's mouth twitched, these things sound very troublesome.

"I have been too busy with work recently. My position determines that I have little spare time. All official documents submitted to Minister Crouch must be collected from me first.

Moreover - after the World Cup, we will organize a large-scale event, which will be even grander than the Quidditch World Cup! "

Percy's voice became louder, and the scene became quiet, whether it was Bill or Charlie, or Harry, Hermione, Ron, or Malfoy.

Even George and Fred.

Sirius' eyes were confused. He had been running outside this time and didn't pay attention to these things at all. At this moment, his interest was also piqued and he stared at Percy curiously.

Percy cleared his throat in a serious manner, seeming to enjoy being in the spotlight.

He took on the posture of the Assistant Minister of Magic, as if facing the Daily Prophet's interview camera, and said seriously: "You know what I'm talking about, Dad."

Percy sighed grandly, took a deep sip of elderflower wine, and raised his voice slightly: "This is top secret."

Arthur also sighed and nodded. He wanted to say something but held back: "Yes, top secret."

Ron rolled his eyes and whispered to Harry, Hermione and Malfoy: "Ever since he started working, he's been trying to tease us into asking him what that is.

I guess it was an exhibition of all models of crucibles. "

Zhang Xiao does know, but he is not a showoff person. It doesn't make any difference if he knows this kind of thing earlier and later.

So he just poured another glass of butterbeer and watched the lively scene in trance.

I don't know when, everyone started discussing the upcoming Quidditch World Finals.

"The Irish team must have won." Charlie muttered with his mouth full of potatoes: "They defeated the Peruvian team in the semi-finals."

“But the Bulgarian team has Viktor Krum.

He's the best Seeker in the world! "Fred said.

"Krum is good, but he is only one person. The Irish team has seven good players." Charlie said impatiently. "I do hope England can qualify though. It's such a shame."

"What's going on?" Harry asked eagerly, "What's going on with the England Quidditch team?"

Although he was a very talented Seeker, it was strange that Harry had never cared about the club or the World Cup, except for the games at Hogwarts.

"Losed to Transylvania, ten to three hundred and ninety." Charlie said sadly: "The performance was terrible. The Welsh team lost to Uganda, and the Scottish team was beaten by Luxembourg."

As he spoke, he became excited, waved his thick arms, and roared loudly: "Today we lose to Transylvania, tomorrow we lose to Luxembourg, and who do we lose to the day after tomorrow? Is it to lose to Congo? I don't even need to lose face!" "

Everyone sighed and felt deeply ashamed of the England national team.

Zhang Xiao found it quite interesting, and he wasn't angry at all. If he had been angry over such a trivial matter, he would have been pissed off by the Sea Cucumber Team in his previous life.

I just remembered that Mr. Granger was angry because the English football team had an unprecedented and humiliating failure to enter the World Cup, and the wizards were angry because the English national Quidditch team had an unprecedented and humiliating elimination.

There is a very special and funny feeling when Muggles and wizards are all angry about the same thing at the same time.

England - please don't cry for me!

Mr. Weasley conjured some candles to light up the darkening garden, and then everyone began to enjoy their home-made strawberry ice cream.

When everyone had finished eating, moths fluttered low on the table, and the warm air was filled with the scent of grass and honeysuckle.

Zhang Xiao felt very full.

He sat and watched several goblins being chased by Crookshanks, laughing maniacally as they flew through the rose bushes.

It was truly a feast worth remembering.

"Look at the time." Mrs. Weasley said suddenly, looking at her watch, and said seriously: "You should go to bed!

Y'all - you're going to be up early tomorrow morning to watch the game.

Children, leave your purchase orders for school supplies. I will go to Diagon Alley to buy them for you tomorrow.

It will probably be too late after the World Cup is over, as the last game lasted a full five days. "

"Wow - I really hope it's the same this time!" Harry said excitedly.

"Oh, I don't want to," said Percy seriously, "I'd be away for five days at a time, and my basket wouldn't be full of papers. It makes me shudder to think of that."

"Yeah, maybe someone stuffed dragon dung in an envelope and mailed it to you again, Percy." Fred said.

"That's a fertilizer sample sent from Norway!" Percy said, his face turning red. "It's not for private use!"

"Actually -" Fred whispered to Harry as everyone stood up and left the table, "that's what we sent him."

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