Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 267 Dinner

In the end, Hermione didn't worry too much about this issue.

What else could she say?

After so many years, Tiera finally gave her a decent gift. What else could she be dissatisfied with?

After that, Tiera gave the useless "Sea King Trident" to Ron, who was also useless——

But Ron was so excited, he still thought this was the coolest gift he had ever received in his life.

Obviously, although Tiera brought many alchemy items, Tiera had no intention of giving any of them to Ginny.

"I think they've probably finished their quarrel." Hermione saw Ginny looking at Ron with some envy, and then looking at Harry coyly. In order to cover up the embarrassment at this moment, she said, "Let's go down and help your mother prepare dinner, okay?"

?”

"Okay, okay." Ron said, leaning the trident against his wall. Hermione also left "Gandalf's Staff" in Ron's room, only the one Harry gave to Tiera.

He put the glasses on his face and carefully put away his original pair of glasses.

The five of them returned downstairs and found Mrs. Weasley busy in the kitchen alone, her mood seemed to be extremely depressed.

"We are eating outside in the garden." After they entered, Mrs. Weasley said in a gentle voice, "There is no room for twelve people here. Girls, can you take these plates out? Bill and Charlie are here

The table is being set. You three, get your knives and forks."

While she was instructing Tiera, Harry and Ron, she used her wand to point a bunch of potatoes in the pool. However, she didn't expect that she used a little too much force, and the potatoes automatically peeled off too fast, and each one jumped up.

Up on the walls and ceiling.

"Oh, my God." She said angrily, and tapped a dustpan standing on its side with her wand. The dustpan immediately jumped up, slid around on the floor, and picked up the potatoes one by one.

"These two guys!" she said viciously, while pulling out many large pots and small pots from the cupboard, "I really don't know what they will become. They don't have any ambition, they just find new ways to get into trouble all day long.

…”

Mrs. Weasley slammed a large brass saucepan on the kitchen table, stuck her wand in and swirled it around. As she stirred, a stream of creamy sauce spurted out from the head of the wand.

"It's not that they are unintelligent." Mrs. Weasley put the stewpot on the stove, poked it with her wand, lit the fire, and continued to say angrily, "But there is no place for cleverness, unless they are very quick.

Cheer up and change your ways, otherwise you will be in trouble! More owls fly from Hogwarts to complain to them every year than everyone else combined. If they continue like this, they will eventually be sent to an abusive school.

Magic Office."

Mrs. Weasley poked the drawer where the knives were kept with her wand again, and the drawer popped open.

Tiera, Harry and Ron quickly jumped away, only to see several knives pop out of the drawer, fly across the kitchen, and start chopping potatoes.

The dustpan had just poured the potatoes into the pool again.

"I really don't understand what's wrong with our education." Mrs. Weasley said, putting down her wand and pulling out a few more stewpots. "It's been like this for many years, one mess after another, and I can't listen to it at all -

—Oh, that’s wrong again!”

She picked up her wand from the table, only for it to let out a piercing screech and transform into a giant rubber mouse.

"It's another fake wand they made!" Mrs. Weasley yelled angrily, "How many times have I told them not to leave these things lying around!"

She grabbed the real wand, turned around, and saw that the cream sauce was smoking on the stove.

"Let's go! Let's go!" Ron grabbed a handful of cutlery from the open drawer and said hurriedly, "When mom starts to complain, that's when we should leave, otherwise she will start to find fault with you.

.”

They came to the garden and helped Bill and Charlie lay out the dishes, cutlery and forks.

Dinner doesn't start until seven o'clock.

Before that, Tiera took out his "Amitabha Gatling", stuck it on his right arm, and asked George Weasley and Fred Weasley for eight dung bombs, filling them into

Inside Gatling, and then—

"emission!"

The Bamei dung bomb was shot towards the hill behind the Burrow.

"That's great!" said George Weasley. "That's great!"

"Can you make dung bombs into track-like bullets?" Tiera asked, showing a diagram of a Gatling bullet. "In this way, the Weasley joke product will not only be used for entertainment purposes, but it can even be used for entertainment purposes."

As a means of attack."

"But why do we use attack methods?" Fred Weasley asked puzzledly, "We make joke products just to bring laughter to everyone."

"Because if it is made into an attack method... it is very likely that it will be spotted and purchased by the Auror Command." Tiera said, "Every year in the process of tracking down dark wizards, a large number of Aurors will be injured or die. If they

With my weapon that can continuously fire dung bombs, they may be able to reduce the number of casualties... And if Mrs. Weasley knew that your invention was acquired by the Auror Command, she might not stop you from continuing to research it.

These things are gone.”

Fred and George looked at each other and saw the heartbeat in each other's eyes——

"We did it," George said.

"When I think about the possibility that those dark wizards in the future will be covered with the dung bombs we sprayed, I feel like - hahahaha." Fred suddenly laughed, "I can't help it, this scene is too strong! Hahahaha!"

George also laughed.

By seven o'clock, the two tables were groaning from exhaustion under the weight of the delicacies prepared by Mrs. Weasley. There were nine members of the Weasley family, as well as Tiera, Harry and Hermione.

Mindu sat down and ate under the clear dark blue night sky. For Tiela, who had been drinking the elixir of immortality all summer, it was like he was back in heaven. Tiela only ate chicken and ham.

Pie, boiled potatoes and salad, no time to talk -

He even had to use flesh and blood magic to speed up his digestion of food so that he could fill up more food.

While Tiera was enjoying the meal, Percy was talking about his work, Mrs. Weasley was concerned about Bill's dress, and Harry and the rest of the Weasley family had been discussing the upcoming Quidditch game.

After drinking and eating, it was time to go to bed.

They ate some more Weasley's homemade ice cream, then went back to their rooms to sleep -

But obviously, the Weasley twins had no intention of sleeping, and continued to drag Tiera and ask questions.

Tiera had no choice but to take out her pile of works and display them again.

Thank you Hamster for voting for January