Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

"This is not Dad's fault. If he hadn't said anything at that time, old Rita would have said that no one from the Ministry of Magic came out to explain this. This is still a shame for them." Bill sat down.

On the side, he raised his head. At this moment, he was playing chess with Ron, "That old woman will make everyone lose face. I remember she interviewed all the curse breakers of Gringotts before, and she even called me the Shaggy Ghost."

"Oh, dear, your hair is indeed a little long," said Mrs. Weasley, "if you would just let me..."

"No, mom, you don't have to do it..."

Raindrops were hitting the window. Louis was sitting on the sofa reading a notebook about potions, while Hermione was reading "Standard Charms, Level 4".

Charlie was repairing a fireproof hood, while Ginny and Harry took out the birthday gift Hermione gave him last year, a set of broomstick maintenance equipment to maintain the Firebolt.

Fred and George were squatting in a small corner muttering over a piece of parchment.

"What are you doing?" Mrs. Weasley seemed to have discovered the little secret of the twins, and walked over and said sternly.

"It's nothing, Mom." Fred quickly stuffed the parchment into his pocket, "It's homework."

"Don't be stupid, you are still on vacation."

"Yeah, school is about to start, and we feel a little delayed." George responded.

"You're not taking any new orders, are you?" Mrs. Weasley said suspiciously, "About Weasley's Joke Shop?"

"Oh, Mom." Fred raised his head to look at her, with a painful expression on his face, "If the Hogwarts Express crashes tomorrow, then your last words to us are groundless accusations. You

What would you think?"

Everyone started laughing, even Mrs. Weasley was made to laugh by them.

At this moment, the magic clock hanging on the wall moved, and the spoon representing Arthur moved from "at work" to "on the road", and then jumped to the "home" dial.

"Your father is back." Mrs. Weasley walked out of the kitchen and looked at the clock.

After a while there was a sound from the door, and Mr. Weasley had arrived in the warm living room. He looked very tired.

"Things are getting more and more troublesome." Mr. Weasley shook his head, "Now Rita Skeeter has revealed the news about Pasha Jorkins' disappearance. Fortunately, no one else knows about Winky.

Otherwise Mr. Crouch will be finished."

"I think that although the house elf did not release the Dark Mark, its lack of responsibility is recognized." Percy said with some annoyance. He had always been worried about Winky. After all, in his opinion, the house elf

The elf has damaged Mr Crouch's reputation.

"In my opinion, Mr. Crouch is really lucky." Hermione immediately retorted, "The Daily Prophet didn't expose his abuse of house elves."

Even though Hermione said this, if the newspaper was really published, the wizarding world would unanimously blame Winky.

"Hermione, think about it," Percy said, "Ministry of Magic officials like Mr. Crouch need a loyal servant to serve them."

"Servant? You said Winky is a servant?" Hermione suddenly increased her voice, and her sharp voice almost filled the entire living room, "It's because she didn't get the pay she deserved, right?"

"Okay, I think you should go upstairs and see if things are sorted." Mrs. Weasley interrupted their quarrel. When she mentioned the issue of house elves, it seemed to touch Hermione's bottom line.

generally.

In the past few days, whenever the Twinkle incident was involved, Hermione would babble about Mr. Crouch's faults to Harry and others, and even Louis would feel calluses in his ears.

Louis put the notes in his pocket and called Harry and Hermione upstairs. Ron reluctantly left the chessboard. Judging from the situation, Bill, who was only one step away from being killed, was not left alone.

Harry and Ginny packed the repair kit, stuck their wands in their waists, and followed them upstairs.

Ginny comforted Hermione, who was still in anger, to rest in their room on the second floor, while the others continued upstairs.

In the boys' room, the piglet ran around in the cage excitedly. Because Ron's room was relatively large, Louis dragged his suitcase here together.

"Give it some food and it will calm down." Ron threw Harry a packet of owl food.

Harry turned around and fed some to the piglet. When he turned his head, he found Hedwig and Furla staring at him eagerly.

"Okay, okay, you all have it." Harry generously divided the rest equally.

"What are these?" Louis pointed to three piles of stuff wrapped in cloth on the ground.

"My mother went to Diagon Alley to buy things for us to use in the new semester." Ron replied.

Louis opened it and found some teaching books, as well as some potion materials that Louis had entrusted Mrs. Weasley to buy. Of course, it was with Louis' own money. He gave all the galleons except for the magic crystal card.

Mrs. Weasley. Molly almost fainted when she got the money.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Mrs. Weasley was standing at the door holding several ironed Hogwarts school robes.

"It's for you. You guys have grown up too fast." Mrs. Weasley handed several school robes to Harry's hands. Almost at the same time, Ron's slightly complaining voice came from them.

There was a sound behind me.

"What is this stuff?"

Louis turned around and saw the brown velvet dress he was holding, and the cuffs were a little moldy.

"Mom, did you make a mistake? You gave me Ginny's clothes?"

"No, Ron, this is a dress robe." Mrs. Weasley explained, "I heard you will use it at Hogwarts this year."

"Are you kidding me? I don't wear crap like this."

"Ron, this is a must for everyone." Mrs. Weasley was very annoyed when he heard what he said. "This is what you need to wear on formal occasions. This is what this kind of clothes is."

"Then I'd rather appear naked." Ron threw him on the bed with a look of disgust.

"Don't be stupid, I bought it for Harry and Louis too, it's on your list," Mrs. Weasley said.

Harry and Louis looked at each other, and they both saw a little panic in each other's eyes. After all, Mrs. Weasley's aesthetic sense...

He decisively opened his own package, and the standard black tuxedo appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's the same color as your eyes darling." Mrs. Weasley said to Harry with a smile. Louis noticed that Harry's dress was a little bit green like shit.

"They're okay, why are mine like this!" Ron expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Because I don't have money to buy you new ones, so I can only use them second-hand."

The atmosphere was a little awkward. Louis knew how poor the Weasley family was. Last year, he used the galleons he won from the grand prize to buy Ron a new wand. At other times, almost everything the Weasley family used was second-hand.

"Okay, then I will never wear it." Ron said a little indignantly.

"The best, you should be naked from now on, remember to take a picture of him, Louis, Harry." Mrs. Weasley did not forget to add after leaving the house.

There were bursts of laughter in the air, and the Burrow exuded a happy atmosphere.