hogwarts blast

The next morning, auditorium.

On the dining tables of the four houses were porridge, pickled herrings, piles of bread slices, eggs and bacon.

The food in front of Kyle was different from the others. His was a variety of Cantonese morning tea snacks, which were obviously specially prepared for him by the house elves in the kitchen.

Hermione ran to the Hufflepuff table and sat down. It was obvious from the look on her face that she didn't want to deal with the troublesome Gryffindor duo.

Just looking at Hannah's appearance, it was obvious that she was extremely vigilant about Hermione's arrival.

Although the two are good friends, this does not prevent them from having some kind of competitive relationship.

Kyle didn't notice the difference between the two of them. At this moment, he was quickly sweeping the food on the table.

If you don't eat quickly, you won't have to eat when the owls come and they will fly everywhere.

True flight.

Hermione was still angry and didn't touch the food on the table.

Kyle pushed a cage of custard buns in front of her, "Okay, don't be angry."

Hermione picked up a bun and took a vicious bite, as if it were the heads of Harry and Ron.

"They don't even realize the seriousness of the problem! They were celebrating in the common room last night!"

When saying this, Hermione, who had a straight face, and a certain older cat lady reached a 100% synchronization rate.

Kyle picked up a piece of red rice sausage and put it in his mouth, "You don't have to be angry with them. Mrs. Weasley's shouting letter will arrive later."

The twin brothers have already received several letters, and there is no way Ron can escape this time.

"Aside from the shouting letter, Professor McGonagall's punishment of confinement will not be too easy."

Kyle hopes Professor McGonagall will stop sending people into the Forbidden Forest.

Every time someone follows Hagrid to patrol the Forbidden Forest due to confinement, there will be an attack in the Forbidden Forest.

But he and Cedric had been in the Forbidden Forest so many times during their free time, and nothing had happened.

The most dangerous moment was when he was almost shot as prey by the centaurs.

Therefore, Professor McGonagall should not send people away into the Forbidden Forest.

It would be fine if they were both sent to deal with potion ingredients for Professor Snape.

There are buckets of toads waiting to be skinned.

…

"Hello Harry!"

At the Gryffindor table, a childish voice with a hint of excitement sounded behind Harry.

The moment Harry, who was talking to Ron, turned his head, his already highly myopic eyes were almost blinded by the sudden strong light.

His vision was still completely white, and Harry heard the boy speak again: "My name is Colin Creevey, and I'm your biggest fan!"

At this time, Harry could barely see clearly that the person standing in front of him was a first-year student, holding a camera in his hand.

Thanks to the camera's flash, there is still a huge spot of light in Harry's field of vision that has not completely dissipated.

"Oh, hi Colin, nice to meet you."

Harry, who was suddenly hit by the flash, was very perfunctory, but this did not affect Colin Creevey's enthusiasm at all.

This little boy who looked like a little fanboy instantly regarded Harry as his super idol after reading about Harry's victory over Voldemort in a magic book.

Colin's breathing was rapid and he timidly took a step forward.

"I'm in Gryffindor too! Can I... take some photos of you?"

He raised the camera expectantly.

When Harry was thinking about what kind of tactful words he should use to reject Colin, there was a flurry of flapping wings above their heads.

Hundreds of owls swarmed in, hovered in the auditorium, and dropped letters and packages into the conversing crowd.

An owl flew crookedly and plopped into the milk jug in front of Harry and Ron. The milky white liquid immediately splashed all over them.

"Errol!" Ron shouted, pulling the wet owl out with his talons.

When he saw the red envelope held by the owl, Ron's face suddenly turned pale.

"What am I talking about? The roaring letter."

While Kyle was gloating, he placed an active noise reduction barrier on several people around him that could reduce the external volume.

The next second, Mrs. Weasley's lion's roar skill, which she has perfected after practicing for many years, rang out from the Gryffindor table.

"Ronald Weasley! You bring disgrace to the Weasley family!"

"Because of the good things you did! Your father will now be scrutinized by the Ministry of Magic!"

"We worked so hard to bring you up, but we didn't expect you to do such a thing!"

…

Mrs. Weasley's roar lasted for nearly ten minutes.

Ron, who was scolded so badly, shrank under the table as soon as Mrs. Weasley cursed her.

When the red envelope burned and curled up into ashes, Ron struggled to poke his head out from under the table.

From the Slytherin side, Malfoy's gloating and teasing voice came: "Weasley, you made your mother angry again!"

Ron's face turned red, and the veins on his forehead popped out, and he argued: "What's so angry!? This is my mother's... my... special care for me! Do you understand the care!"

Ron's self-deceptive words caused all the students to burst into laughter, and the auditorium was filled with joy.

"Your family's form of caring is really special, expressed through roaring letters." Draco smiled even more happily.

Normally, Ron would have rushed over and fought Draco desperately at this moment.

But this time he was not very clear, and just whispered: "It's really caring... This is an alternative form of expressing maternal love..."

His voice lowered, and his eyes seemed to be pleading with the students around him not to mention this matter again.

Harry didn't fight back. He felt very guilty when he heard that Mr. Weasley was going to be examined.

During the summer vacation, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were so kind to them...

Looking at their younger brother who was trained like a grandson, the twin brothers glared at Draco.

It's okay for them to teach their younger brother a lesson, but Malfoy, what's the point of having you as an outsider?

"Shut your stinky mouth, Malfoy!" George shouted angrily, slamming the table and getting up.

Fred made a throat-cutting gesture towards Malfoy.

Malfoy instantly remembered the day when his father was beaten up by the Weasley twins in Diagon Alley. Although his face was unwilling, he still kept his mouth shut obediently.

He can't be called coward, he just understands the situation clearly.

Percy picked up a glass of pumpkin juice and handed it to Ron.

After drinking half a glass of pumpkin juice, Ron's red face gradually recovered. Intimidated by the twin brothers, no one around him dared to mention this matter in front of them.

Of course, discussions behind the scenes are still inevitable.

But that's beyond George and Fred's control.