Everyday Players at Hogwarts

This one isn't.

This one isn't either.

This one isn't yet!

Why hasn't Zhu Weijun come yet! In the Great Hall, Ron kept staring at the owls that flew in from time to time and muttered to himself.

Ron, why don't you do your homework yourself.

And aren't you curious why the ghosts are gone? Harry couldn't help rolling his eyes.

He thought Ron was too lazy when it came to homework.

No!

I haven't seen homework that's a foot long!

And those ghosts must have gone to see Ms. Grey! Ron lay dejectedly on the table.

They couldn't all go.

And don't you think it's strange?

Today isn't a holiday, why is there a dinner party?

Does Dumbledore have anything to say? Harry touched his chin.

You really don't understand. Harry felt very strange when he heard Ron say that.

Especially Ron actually stared at him with a look of idiot.

Understand what? To be honest, this made Harry a little annoyed.

Ravenclaw's crown!

You found the Ravenclaw diadem!

I think Dumbledore might give you a special contribution award later! Ron said sourly, staring at the right pocket of Harry's robe.

There's still the Ravenclaw diadem in there!

That's right! Ron suddenly stood up, causing people at other tables to turn around and look at them.

But Ron didn't care, which also made him not notice a fat gray little owl flying in Percy's direction.

I can wear that helmet!

What homework do I have to worry about! Ron looked at Harry excitedly.

I can lend it to you, but it's not a helmet. Even if you don't know what it looks like, you should know the name of Ravenclaw's diadem.

And, sit down quickly! Harry was full of black lines.

Ah? Ron looked puzzled, but he understood the next second because the eyes of others were too obvious.

But Ron is indeed Ron, he is not shy like ordinary people.

He was like a general returning from a triumphant victory, gesturing to the people around him, and finally sitting down leisurely.

But I think I still have hope.

Today is my father's day off.

He must think that the content of my class is too shocking, and there is a lot to write!

Maybe I have used up part of it, and the rest is enough for you, Harry, and the others in our dormitory! After sitting down, Ron whispered to Harry.

Ron still paid attention to lowering his voice when copying homework.

Harry felt a little speechless.

This reminded him of many things that should not be planned loudly.

If Harry had not been paying attention to whether there were people around, it is estimated that those things that Harry did not want others to know would have been spread everywhere because of Ron's loud voice.

Just like the matter of Voldemort, Ron spoke very loudly, as if he was afraid that others could not hear.

Even in the compartment on the train, you have to be careful!

I think you should not expect it, Ron!

The "Muggle Protection Act" has come out, I think Mr. Weasley may be busy with this, so he didn't notice your letter. Harry concealed his inner smirk and said seriously.

He was not doing this to retaliate against Ron!

No way! Ron really cared about this, and his voice could not be suppressed again.

Harry tried his best to smooth out the slightly raised corners of his mouth, wanting Ron not to see that he was gloating.

No matter how busy my dad is, he will read the letters of the Weasley children! Ron retorted loudly. Shut up! You idiot! Ginny, one of the Weasley children, finally couldn't help but speak.

Before this, she had been hiding her face behind a thick book "Standard Spells (Elementary)".

Pretend not to know Ron.

What! Did I say something wrong! Ron didn't realize why Ginny said that to him, and looked innocent.

It's easy for me to just do a homework! Ron muttered.

He felt very wronged, and his sister said inexplicably about him.

Dumbledore has come. Neville next to him couldn't bear it and reminded him.

The dinner starts at 6:30, and it's only 6 o'clock now!

So what if Dumbledore is here! Ron asked in confusion.

You're too loud! Neville had to speak directly.

Why should I whisper about my father's affairs! Ron was puzzled.

Ron!

You know it too! A louder voice came from Percy.

How could that be Percy!

When Percy was mentioned, he was always stiff and serious.

But now, he was laughing like crazy.

He almost ran to drag Fred and George over.

Percy, are you okay?

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

Are you okay? The Weasley children said almost in unison.

I've never felt so good!

Ms. Bones became the Minister of Magic! Percy said loudly.

Susan, your aunt became the Minister!

How come Percy is happier than you?

Susan, you don't know?

How come Percy knew it before you?

The little wizards at the Hufflepuff table all swarmed to Susan Bones.

Susan looked confused. She looked towards Percy and began to wonder if Percy had any relationship with their family that she didn't know about.

Ron and the others came to their senses and also raised questions.

Why are you so happy that Ms. Bones has become a minister? This is Ron.

Did Dad have a job change?

Head of the Office for the Detection and Confiscation of Counterfeit Defensive Spells and Protective Equipment?

No, that's not right. If that's the case, Percy, you shouldn't be so happy.

Let me think about it. The main departments of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic are: Auror Office, Abuse of Magic Office, Wizengamot Administration. The secondary departments are: Striker, Magical Law Enforcement Reconnaissance Team, Magical Law Enforcement Reconnaissance Team.

I think Dad must have joined the main department, which would make you so happy, Percy. Well, then only the Wizengamot Administration has power and is very idle. This is Fred and George.

Fred, George! Is it really you?

You can't be fake, have you drunk Polyjuice Potion? Ginny's eyes widened.

Even the almost crazy joy on Percy's face froze.

The same is true for Ron and Harry.

Because they all know what kind of people the Weasley twins are.

They hate a monotonous life, such as working in the Ministry of Magic.

Their dream is to open a joke shop that is more popular than Zonko's Joke Shop after graduation. How could they know the Ministry of Magic so well?

After all, we should know the department where Dad works.

But, Percy, we guessed it right, right? Fred and George rolled their eyes.

No, you are wrong!

Dad, Dad, he is now the Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic! Percy said in a trembling voice with tears and joy.