Chapter 449 Early Morning at The Burrow

Doomed to have no sleep tonight, Ivan didn't know if Hermione had insomnia, anyway, he couldn't fall asleep after rolling on the bed for a long time.

All he could think about was Hermione, how he felt lying with her just now, being held in her arms.

Also, Hermione was wearing that cute pink pajamas, with a blush on her pretty face.

The complicated dream scene is like a revolving lantern, and finally freezes there.

Ivan only had one thought, that Hermione seemed extraordinarily attractive at that time

Hermione like this gave him an indescribable urge.

It would be great if time stopped at that second as he expected.

All in all, Ivan felt that he was shaken awake by Mrs. Weasley just after he lay down and slept for a while.

"It's time to go, Alvin, dear." She whispered, walking over to wake Harry and Ron again.

Alvin sat up and rubbed his eyes.

It was still pitch black outside, and Ron was mumbling something indistinctly when he woke up.

At his feet, Harry was also in a daze, fumbling for his glasses.

Near the door, two irregular black figures emerged from under the messy blanket.

"What, it's time already?" Fred asked sleepily.

"Get up!" George replied.

Everyone dressed in silence, too sleepy to speak.

Then the five of them went downstairs into the kitchen, still yawning and stretching.

Mrs. Weasley was making breakfast, constantly stirring the contents of a large cauldron on the stove.

Mr. Weasley sat at the table, checking a large bundle of parchment tickets.

When the boys entered the kitchen, he lifted his head and spread his arms so they could see his clothes.

He was wearing a jacket that looked like a golf jacket and a pair of very old jeans. The pants were a bit too big for him, and he tied them with a wide leather belt.

"How?" he asked eagerly, "We have to hide our identity when we go to watch the Quidditch World Cup later, do I look like a Muggle?"

"Not bad!" Ivan said with a sigh.

"Excellent!" said Harry, laughing. "Your Muggle attire is very nice."

Hearing what the two of them had to say, Mr. Weasley seemed very satisfied.

"Why don't you see Bill, Charlie, and Percy?" said George, also yawning uncontrollably.

"Can't they Apparate?" said Mrs. Weasley, setting the cauldron on the table and beginning to ladle the porridge into bowls. "They can sleep in for a while, and besides, the three of them No need to watch Sirius."

That's right, everyone just remembered.

In addition to going to watch the Quidditch World Cup today, they also had to go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries to watch Sirius.

"He sent a letter this morning, and he's already waiting for us!" Mr. Weasley said with a smile, "He's recovering well."

"Professor Black wrote the letter so early?!" Fred secretly clicked his tongue as he looked at the dark sky.

Because he is the professor of the school's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he used to call Sirius Professor Black.

After speaking, Fred remembered that Sirius is no longer a professor!

"Well, to be so energetic, it seems that he has indeed recovered. So, Percy and the others are still sleeping?!" Fred continued, "Why can't we Apparate too?"

"Because you're underage and haven't passed your exam," Mrs. Weasley shot back.

"Where did those two girls go?"

She turned and rushed out of the kitchen, and they heard her coming upstairs to call for Hermione and Ginny.

Ivan ate breakfast in silence, listening to Harry and Mr. Weasley discussing Apparition.

Mr. Weasley told them an example of the separation of the body because of the failure of the Apparition.

The unlucky fellow left half of himself where he was, while the other half went to the destination.

The only thing worth noting is that the Ministry of Magic Reversal Incident Team arrived in time, and he saved his life.

He didn't lose his life because his body was broken into pieces, and he only needed to pay a huge fine.

While they were laughing, talking about Percy's failed Apparation the first time, going off course and landing on top of a Muggle.

Mrs. Weasley came down the stairs, and behind her, footsteps were heard in the passage.

Hermione and Ginny walked into the kitchen, both looking pale, as if they hadn't woken up.

Seeing Ivan who was drinking porridge, Hermione's face suddenly turned rosy.

Just like Ginny used to see Harry, very shy.

But for Hermione, this was the first, very rare scene.

Obviously, she remembered what happened to Ai Wen last night.

Hermione tried to keep herself calm, and sat next to Ivan, seeing the smirk on his face, she couldn't help kicking him hard.

Alvin coughed and buried his face in the bowl.

"Why are we up so early?" asked Ginny, rubbing her eyes as she sat down at the table too.

"Because I have to go to see Black first, and then go to watch the World Cup." Mr. Weasley said, "There is still a long way to go, so I can't do it sooner!"

"Where are we going to watch the World Cup?" Harry asked.

"At the edge of a forest, you know, it's very difficult to get a large group of wizards together without attracting the attention of the Muggles. We had to be very careful about choosing the best time to hit the road, and during a grand event like the Quidditch World Cup occasion"

"George!" Mrs. Weasley snapped suddenly, startling everyone.

"What's the matter?" said George.

He pretended nothing happened, but he couldn't fool anyone.

"What's in your pocket?" demanded Mrs. Weasley.

"nothing!"

"Don't tell me nonsense!" Mrs. Weasley pointed her wand at George's pocket and read, "Fly around!"

Some colorful gadgets jumped out of George's pockets, all of which he and Fred showed to Ivan, Harry, and Ron last night, the Weasley magic tricks they secretly hid .

Fred and George reached for it hastily, but missed.

They turned in mid-air, and jumped straight into the outstretched palm of Mrs. Wes Swinley.

"My God, I told you to destroy these things yesterday!" said Mrs. Weasley angrily, holding up the things in her hands. "I told you to burn these things and empty your pockets! Come on, you two!"

Fred and George had apparently now smuggled the items out of the home, but they were all found.

On the table, various products of Weasley's magic tricks piled up higher and higher.

Everyone looked at these things dumbfounded, and couldn't believe it.

Ivan sighed, he knew that Fred and George were going to be unlucky! (To be continued.)