Chapter 433 Planning to Get Married

"That's right, we can go to the Burrow!" Ivan said.

Compared with their own home, it is much more convenient for Ron to do things in their home.

Ivan also wants to talk to Fred and George to further expand the business scale of Weasley's joke products.

"Mrs. Mason wants the two of us to stay with you until the end of the summer," whispered Hermione, her face flushed.

I don't know what his mother just said to him.

Ivan found that Hermione seemed to blush especially easily today.

Seeing Hermione's rare shy expression, Ivan quickly guessed something about the conversation between the two of them.

It seemed that his mother was very, very satisfied with Hermione, without considering the age of the two of them at all.

You know, in most parts of the UK, as long as you get the consent of your parents, you can get married at the age of sixteen.

Doing the math, Ivan and Hermione still have less than three years to go, so they really need to prepare early

Thinking of marrying Hermione, Ivan felt nervous too.

Of course he would like to marry Hermione if he could, there was no doubt about that.

But now is not the time to talk about these things

Last Christmas in Diagon Alley, there was such a good atmosphere, Ivan originally planned to ask for a relationship, but in the end

The two of them have no experience in this matter, and they are too shy.

The atmosphere in the room was delicate, and Hedwig gave a low cry, staring at the two people who had become a little strange in front of her with wide eyes.

But the little pig kept barking, and it wanted something to eat as a reward for successfully delivering the letter.

"Well, we'd better prepare something to eat for the two of them!" Aiwen said, carefully considering the words, "Don't worry, Hermione! I will convince Mom, it can be seen that she likes you very much, if you are willing to come to my house If you are a guest, you can come anytime."

He was afraid that Hermione would know what he had just thought of, that marriage was too far away.

"For the last two weeks of our summer vacation, it's best to go to the Burrow." Ivan continued, "In addition to the Quidditch World Cup, we also have to go to St. Mungo's Magical Injury Hospital to watch Sirius. No matter what you think, stay It’s not convenient at home.”

He turned and wrote on the letter that the Weasleys had invited them to the Burrow.

"By the way, we'd better ask Ron when they are going to pick up Harry!" Ivan said while writing, "The two of us can meet at Harry's uncle and aunt's house, otherwise it would be too inconvenient .”

After Harry finished washing, he went back to his room and asked Hedwig, who had just returned, to deliver the letter to Ivan.

Then, full of hope, he went downstairs to the kitchen.

At this time, the three members of the Dursley family were already sitting around the table.

None of them looked up at Harry as he entered and sat down.

Uncle Vernon's big red face was hidden behind the morning's delivery of the Daily Mail, and Aunt Petunia was quartering a grapefruit.

Her lips were pursed, covering her long horse teeth.

Dudley looked sullen and huffy, and seemed to take up more space than usual.

This is very interesting, because he always fills up one side of the square table by himself.

Aunt Petunia put a quarter of an unsweetened grapefruit on Dudley's plate and said something in a trembling voice.

"Eat it, baby boy."

Dudley glared at her. His life had changed painfully since he came home this summer with his final report card.

As usual, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia found some excuses for Dudley's poor academic performance.

Aunt Petunia always emphasized that Dudley was a very talented child, but the teachers didn't understand him;

Uncle Vernon insisted that he didn't want his son to become a sissy bookworm.

They also lightly passed on the teacher's criticism of Dudley for bullying his classmates.

He is a lively and active child, but he doesn't even have the heart to hurt a fly!

Harry was skeptical, but at the bottom of the report, there were a few words carefully written by the school nurse.

Even Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia couldn't find an excuse to hide these words.

Although Aunt Petunia cried out that Dudley was just big-boned, saying that his overweight was just a kind of temporary obesity in adolescence, and that he was in the stage of development and growth, and needed rich food and nutrition.

But there is one fact that cannot be changed, and that is that the school clothing Curry can no longer find pants that he can wear.

Aunt Petunia's eyes, always keen for finger prints on a spotless wall or the advances of the neighbors, would not see what the school nurse had discovered: Dudley didn't need extra With supplementary nutrition, his size and weight are close to those of a juvenile whale.

So, after the endless tantrums, after the earth-shattering quarrel that nearly knocked the floor of Harry's bedroom over, and after Aunt Petunia shed countless tears, the new diet regime was introduced.

The diet recipes sent by the nurse at Smelting School were posted on the refrigerator, and there were none of Dudley's favorite foods, such as soda drinks, cakes, chocolate candies and hamburger steaks.

The diet consisted only of fruit, vegetables, and what Uncle Vernon called "junk food."

To put Dudley in a better mood, Aunt Petunia insisted that the whole family follow the recipe.

Now, she handed Harry a quarter of the grapefruit.

Harry noticed that his share was much smaller than Dudley's.

Aunt Petunia seemed to think that the best way to keep Dudley's spirits up was to make sure he at least ate more than Harry.

However, Aunt Petunia has no idea of ​​the secrets hidden beneath the loose floorboard upstairs.

It never occurred to her that Harry wasn't on a diet at all.

When Harry got wind that they expected him to live on carrot sticks all summer, he sent Hedwig to deliver letters to his friends.

A call for assistance was made and they responded immediately.

Alvin and Sirius were not in England because of the expedition and could not help Harry.

Hermione asked Hyde to bring back Harry a large box full of sugar-free treats.

Hagrid enthusiastically brought over a bag full of rock cakes he had made himself, and Harry didn't even touch them.

These rock cakes were as hard as bricks, and he didn't want to break his teeth.

Mrs. Weasley sent their owl, Errol, to bring Harry a huge cake and various flavors of mince pies.

Poor Errol, old and weak, took five days' rest to recover from these deliveries.

Later, on Harry's birthday, he received a total of six super cakes.

It was given to him by Ivan, Ron, Hermione, Hagrid and Sirius respectively, and Ivan and Sirius ordered French-style cakes for Harry.

It is said that they were guests at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry at the time, and the cakes really came from France.

Throughout the summer, Harry wondered what Beauxbatons looked like.

He had only seen descriptions of this magic school in textbooks, and it was ranked among the top three magic schools in Europe along with Hogwarts.

It has to be said that these cakes are very delicious. So far, Harry has not finished eating three big pieces.

Looking forward to getting back upstairs for a real breakfast, he ate his grapefruit without complaint. (To be continued.)