Chapter 649 The Arrival of the Weasley Family

Because he was a contestant in the "Triwizard Tournament", Harry was exempted from taking the final exam, so he had to sit at the back of the classroom and check out the new spells for the third mission.

Ron was very envious of this kind of thing. He didn't have to take an exam, which was his dream.

"Maybe!" Harry replied nonchalantly. He would rather take the exam, knowing how bad today's task would be.

But at that moment Professor McGonagall walked towards him along the Gryffindor table, "Potter, all the team members will gather in the guest room outside the hall after breakfast." She said.

"But the mission doesn't start until tonight!" Harry said quickly, and then he accidentally knocked off the scrambled eggs.

He was worried that he had got the time wrong.

"I understand, Potter," she continued, "you should know that the contestants' families will be invited to watch the finals. This arrangement is just to give you a chance to say hello to them." She then left.

Harry looked at her back, his mouth agape. "She doesn't expect the Dursleys to attend, does she?" he asked Fan Lin directly.

"I don't know," Fan Lin shrugged. He thought of Dudley's fat body. If Dudley behaved better, maybe he wouldn't have to take Fred with him next time he went to the Dursleys' house. And George.

"But, Harry, I have to leave quickly. I'm almost late for class. See you later." Fan Lin said hurriedly that he had to supplement his classes recently, and he also needed to prepare in advance.

Today was an exciting night. It should be said that it was the most exciting day since arriving at Hogwarts.

Harry finished his breakfast.

The hall was empty.

He saw Fleur Delacour stand up from the dining table and walk into the reception room with Cedric.

After a while, Krum slowly walked in and joined them. It seemed that Krum had fully recovered.

Harry looked at Krum and thought, what would Fanlin do if he participated in the competition?

But Harry soon came to the answer. Fan Lin is a person who is afraid of trouble. If he participates in the competition, although he will not attack Fleur, the same cannot be said for several other people. Maybe this is the gender Fan Lin is talking about. Advantage?

Harry looked at Fleur looming behind the door. Fleur's beauty had already made Harry so numb. At least, if Hermione was willing to take time to take care of it, it wouldn't be much worse.

And autumn...

Harry still stayed in the same place. In fact, he did not want to enter the reception room.

He had no family—no family who would come to see him accept the challenge of his destiny. Strictly speaking, Sirius can only be regarded as a relative, a godfather, and Sirius hasn't had time to come over yet.

But just when he wanted to get up and go to the Tuhao Pavilion to review the spells, the door to the guest room opened and Cedric's little head popped out.

"Harry, come on, everyone is waiting for you!" Harry felt very embarrassed, but he still stood up.

The Dursleys couldn't be in there, right?

He thought to himself as he crossed the hall, opened the door and walked in.

Cedric and his parents were sitting on the ground near the door. Viktor Krum stayed in the opposite corner, talking quickly in Bulgarian with his black-haired parents.

On the other side of the room, Fleur was chatting with her mother in French, her voice a little muffled. There was also Fleur's little sister... or rather the little Gryffindor angel Gabrielle, who was also here, holding her mother's hand.

She waved to Harry, who waved back to her.

He also saw Mrs. Weasley and Bill standing in front of the fire, smiling at him.

Harry smiled back and walked over to them.

"It's a surprise for you." Mrs. Weasley said happily, "You should have thought that we came to see you, Harry!" She bent down and kissed Harry on the cheek.

"Are you okay?" Bill asked, smiling happily and holding Harry's hand.

"Charlie wanted to come, but he didn't have time. He said that your match against the Horntail Dragon was really great! Harry noticed that Fleur Delacour was constantly looking at Bill, giving him secret glances.

Harry could tell she wouldn't say no to Bill's long hair and earrings adorned with dog teeth.

"That's very kind of you," Harry whispered to Mrs. Weasley, "I was just thinking of the Dursleys."

Mrs. Weasley sighed.

She would never speak ill of the Dursleys in front of Harry, but every time she mentioned them, her eyes would always sparkle unnaturally.

"It's good to be back!" Bill said, looking around the hall (Willy, the fat aunt's friend was winking at him). "I haven't seen this place in five years. Is the Crazy Knight still there? Is it the Lord Caton Fierce Knight?"

"Oh, of course," Harry replied. He just met him last year. "Where's the fat aunt?" Bill asked again.

"She was here when I was studying," said Mrs. Weasley. "One night I got back to the dormitory at four o'clock and she told me to get lost."

"What are you doing out here at four o'clock in the morning?" Bill asked, looking at her mother curiously.

Mrs. Weasley smiled, her eyes twinkling. "Your dad was walking with me," she said, "and he got caught by Filch. The guy was a caretaker, and your dad still has those scars."

"Take us on a tour, Harry?" Bill suggested. "Okay!" Harry said and led them back to the hall. As they passed Arms Diggory, he looked towards Harry.

"It's you!" He looked at Harry carefully, "I don't think you feel confident, right? Cedric's score is almost catching up with yours, right?"

"What did you say?" Harry said helplessly.

"Ignore him," Cedric whispered to Harry, frowning as he followed his father, "He's been angry after reading all the previous Daily Prophet articles about the 'Witching Games'. You know, everyone at the Daily Prophet thinks you won. Especially Rita Skeeter. Although she has disappeared, I suspect she was caught by the guys she reported on."

Apparently, Digory didn't like Rita.

"He doesn't want to correct her, does he?" Arms Diggory said again, loud enough for Harry to hear, just as he, Mrs. Weasley and Bill were about to walk out the door. "You should show him how powerful you are again, son. Didn't you beat him once before?"

"It's Little. Skitter is looking for trouble on his own, Arms!" Mrs. Weasley was very angry. "I thought you would know the truth, but you work in the government department!" Mr. Diggory seemed like He wanted to say something, but his wife tugged on his arm and he just shrugged and turned away.

Harry felt a little irritated. In Fanlin's words, they were just a bunch of idiots. Who knew what they wanted to compare with, honor?

This is a really bad title, Diggory's father is like a clown with no character.

Harry left at a faster speed. It must be said that Harry had also learned a lot of ways to deal with things in recent years.

Harry took Mrs. Weasley and Bill around the campus throughout the morning, and saw the Beauxbatons carriage and Durmstrang's ship with great interest.

Next stop...Mrs. Weasley is interested in the Whomping Willow.

The tree was planted by her just after she left school. She remembered a gamekeeper named Oju who had been before Hagrid.

They walked around the flower room.

"How is Percy?" Harry asked.

"Not very good," Bill said. "He's angry," Mrs. Weasley said in a low voice, looking at the ground.

"Since Mr. Crouch's accident, the department has allowed Mr. Crouch's influence to quietly pass away, but Percy was dragged in to explain some instructions that Mr. Crouch sent him. They seemed to want to Those instructions may not have come from Mr. Claus. Percy is under great pressure now. They will not let Percy replace Mr. Crouch as the fifth referee tonight. Cornelius Fudge will take his place."

They returned to the castle for lunch.

"Mom, Bill!" Ron was surprised to see them here, "Why are you here?"

"Come to see Harry's last mission!" Mrs. Weasley said briskly. "I dare say it's quite a change here. You don't have to cook for yourself. How was the exam?"

"Well, it's okay," Ron replied, "I just couldn't remember all the names of the goblin rebels, so I made up some of them. Is it okay?" He said eating a piece of tacos, and Mrs. Weasley's face changed. But it seemed very serious.

Ron added, "It's just those things called Botrot and Viriandi, it's not that hard." Fred, George and Ginny came too, right next to them.

Harry was in a happy mood, feeling as if he were back at the Burrow; he no longer remembered that there was a game to worry about in the evening.

It wasn't until Hermione and Vanlyn showed up during lunch that he remembered that Rita Skeeter had been in Hermione's hands for a long time.

"Are you going to tell us...?" Hermione shook her head and looked at Mrs. Weasley again.

"Hello, Hermione and Fanlin." Mrs. Weasley said, her tone seemed much stiffer than usual.

"Hello, Mrs. Weasley." Fan Lin responded politely. It was a pity that the Dursleys did not come.

Dudley should be scared to death of them.

However, Mrs. Weasley's change in attitude still caught Fanlin's attention.

"Hello." Hermione smiled at Mrs. Weasley, but Mrs. Weasley remained expressionless.

Harry looked at the two of them and said, "You probably won't believe that or something... uh... ridiculous thing written in Witch Weekly. Because Hermione is not my girlfriend."

"Oh!" Mrs. Weasley said quickly, "No, of course I won't believe it!"

"Of course, that guy can only make up random things. Fan Lin and Hermione have always been very good." (To be continued)