Chapter 793 A Hot Pot of Love

On the sofa, Harry sat alone on the sofa. In front of Mr. Arthur Weasley and Mrs. Molly Weasley in The Burrow, Harry did not dare to be too intimate with Ginny.

Ginny came over from the kitchen with a plate of small pies - she'd made them herself this morning.

Looking left and right, Ginny found that no one was paying attention here. After sitting next to Harry, her eyes were entangled with Harry's. The atmosphere was quite pink. She picked up a small pie and tenderly "Open your mouth," asked Harry eagerly.

Harry was a little stiff, and smiled sheepishly.

Ginny stared at Harry, her ears were red, she raised her eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "Don't you trust me?"

Harry blinked lightly, looked at his girlfriend dotingly, then lowered his head, took the hand that Ginny handed over, and ate the pie into his mouth. Before he finished eating, he nodded quickly, and praised Ginny in a low voice: "Delicious."

Ginny smiled so sweetly that time seemed to be frozen in the affectionate eyes of the two.

Apart from not wanting to draw attention to it, but also because of the music now twirling from Wizarding TV, Tina Warbeck's traditional Christmas singing show, Mrs Weasley's favorite singer.

The grown-up men didn't seem to notice this, they were still talking loudly about the so-called romantic means that straight men thought they had to deal with women, but Mrs Weasley frowned and kept adjusting the volume switch with her magic wand, Make Celestina sing louder and louder.

Under the cover of a particularly jazzy piece "A Pot of Hot Love", Ginny got a taste of her own pie from Harry.

"Oh, come stir my soup

If you do it right,

I'll make a burning love,

Accompany you warm tonight. "

"We danced to this music when we were eighteen!" Mrs. Weasley yelled at them deliberately as she shoved stuffing into the turkey's belly. "Do you remember, Arthur?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah... what a great tune..." Mr. Weasley, who had just recovered from peeling the satsuma oranges, realized, and reminded Lupine and Sirius in a low voice, "We have to keep our voices down, this is Mollie's favorite Diva's traditional show...she only sings this song on the show at Christmas..."

"She's singing..." Sirius also lowered his voice under Arthur's gaze, "She has held a lot of concerts, why don't you go to the concert?"

"She couldn't bear to spend the money on this. I got two tickets for her during the summer vacation after Ron's fourth grade..." Arthur looked a little guilty, and he pointed to the building not far from the window. Weird buildings like wizard chess pieces, "Although Molly looked very happy, she finally insisted that I resell them. Fortunately, my neighbor, Mr. Lovegood, bought both tickets and said I took my daughter to see it, and it turned out that he was her real fan... He usually loves the little girl Luna so much, but it turned out that he went to her concert twice in a row that weekend by himself, and he didn’t take his daughter there at all . . . "

Lupine nodded: "So the father of that weird little girl behaved weirdly..."

On the other hand, Ron, who was thinking about his own thoughts, just brought out a large tray of pies from the kitchen. He didn't notice the situation of his sister and friends, and walked over in a daze and squeezed directly between Ginny and Harry. sat down.

Ginny, who was squeezed away, sat up straight unhappily, and Harry leaned forward, with his hands on his knees feeling a little helpless.

Ron, who was in a trance, didn't know that he disturbed the young couple. He felt Harry's movements beside him. When he was a little sober, he handed Harry a plate full of pies in his hand and asked, "How about a pie?"

Harry, with the taste of pie in his mouth, shook his head and refused with a wry smile.

Ron didn't try to persuade him any more, he lowered his head, picked up a pie from the tray in his hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it.

Fred, who disapparated upstairs, yawned and teleported behind the sofa,

He patted Ron on the shoulder and startled Ron, "We heard from Ginny that you have a situation with a little girl. If our information is correct, the little girl is called Lavender Brown. What's going on? What's going on?"

Ron paused when he heard Lavender's name and continued to feed himself food, stopped chewing, and looked at his sister next to him angrily, then thought of the Christmas gift that the girl Lavender just sent him. There were lipstick marks in the greeting cards, and Ron, with chapped lips, lost his mind again when he thought of the overwhelming and entangled kisses.

"I don't know what you're thinking, what we want to know is...how?" Fred shrugged.

"What do you mean?" Ron looked up suspiciously, his wide and confused eyes made him look a little dull.

"Did you sneak the love potion from our joke shop?"

"What?"

"How could she fall in love with you?" Fred jumped up to avoid a fruit knife thrown at him by an angry Ron. With a lazy flick of his wand, George transformed the knife into a paper airplane.

"Ron, don't let me see you throwing knives again." Mrs. Weasley, who had just noticed here, yelled in her characteristic loud voice, "Fred, don't mess with Ron. Go and clear your room." Pack your things and you two go to Ron's room."

"Sure. Mom, this is George," Fred said.

"I won't," said Ron, turning to Fred, adding in a small voice, "...for you to see."

Mrs. Weasley in the distance softened, "Sorry dear, you need to make room. The two of you squeeze into one bed, and Harry and Ron sleep in one bed... It's a bit cramped, but at least We all have beds to sleep in, and Remus, Tonks, and Sirius are here, so this year we're a little more lively than usual..."

Ginny's face was a little ugly, Harry's glasses slipped from his nose, and Ron sat back on the sofa happily. At this time, a tall man with Weasley's characteristic red hair, a long ponytail, an earring on his ear, and a small fan-like thing hanging from it came from the stairs. Walked down and sat next to Ginny and winked at Harry.

He was William Arthur Weasley, but everyone called him "Bill", not "William". The eldest son of Arthur and Molly Weasley, he looked like he had just woken up from a late night's sleep, and unlike the rest of the family, he had only one word to describe him - cool.

Percy, who was as good as Bill but had a completely different style, looked at the magic clock at home and turned up the volume of the TV. He explained solemnly: "As employees of the Ministry of Magic, we have to watch 'Wizard Today' every day to understand the news. Only in this way can we understand the people's sentiments in the magical world and help us better in our work. Harry Minister Stein insists on watching 'Wizard Today' every day, and we certainly can't fall behind."

Percy straightened up, sitting on the couch waiting for the news to air, almost as if he were waiting for a professor to teach.

"You can see a sense of superiority when you watch the news." George and Fred who just came down rolled their eyes, but they didn't stop Percy's move. After the official news, "Today's Wizard" will be broadcast They also like to read some anecdotes and interviews with the public.

After the mark of omniscience flashed, the smiling face of Fleur Delacour appeared on the TV station and gave Christmas greetings to the audience. As the number one host of Harris TV, she is the most popular "Wizard of the Day" host.

"At present, the number of Muggle-injured people in various countries around the world is decreasing. The Death Eaters have reduced terrorist attacks abroad. We sincerely hope that this is because the armed Aurors of various countries have played a role in suppressing the occurrence of terrorist attacks. ... Babajid Akimba, president of the International Federation of Wizards, said in a speech a few days ago that the International Federation of Wizards has played a key role in reducing the terrorist attacks of Death Eaters..."

"They should thank us. This item will be brought up with the minister tomorrow. Obviously, we have not hesitated to share our experience in inspection regulations and other practices." Percy took out a pen and added an agenda to the notebook he carried with him. .

"Rowena Ravenclaw was manifested at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. He chose three wizards who prayed sincerely and granted their wishes..."