Chapter 858 Mundungus

Remember【】in a second, providing you with wonderful novels to read.

Next, their topic has been focused on Ivan's broomstick production plan.

Hermione decided to buy all the professional books on broomsticks on the market and figure out the whole production process.

Others set out from the reality of using the broomstick themselves, put forward a lot of improvement requirements, and design a broomstick in their minds.

Ivan thinks these suggestions are quite good, and there are many that he didn't think of before.

He has no problem at the technical level, but after all, he didn't have much exposure to broomsticks before, so he couldn't compare with Harry and the others.

At the end of the discussion, they decided to write letters to their classmates through owl mail, soliciting everyone's opinions.

At the very least, the opinions of the players of the Quidditch teams of each college must be solicited, as for the people of Slytherin House, forget it.

Fred and George also asked Ivan to come to their room after dinner to see the new prank products they developed this holiday.

In the words of the two of them, everything is ready now and only the east wind is owed.

They can't wait to graduate from Hogwarts immediately, open a joke shop in Diagon Alley, and engage in this great business.

After more than twenty minutes, Mrs. Weasley came up and told everyone to go down for dinner.

With a loud bang, both Fred and George were gone, apparating from everything they did now, unwilling to take another step.

"Can't the two of them walk properly?" said Mrs. Weasley displeased. "By the way, who threw so many shit eggs outside the kitchen door?"

"It's Crookshanks." Ginny said without blushing. "He likes to play with the big dung!"

"Oh, Kreacher's cleaning up," said Mrs. Weasley. "It's really helpful to have a house-elf in the house, but he's a bit of a crank, so it's best not to mess with him. Well, remember to be in the hall Don’t forget to keep your voice down. Ginny, why are your hands so dirty, what are you doing? Go and wash them before you have dinner.”

Ginny made faces at Alvin, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and followed her mother out.

"I don't like the house-elf, it's the most uncomfortable part of the house," said Ron.

"Kreacher has changed a lot..."

Kreacher's changes are beyond everyone's expectations, but he does not treat everyone equally, but treats them differently.

It is simply not realistic for him to completely abandon his previous ideas and make radical changes.

His attitude toward Ivan, Harry, and Hermione has improved now, because they helped it bring back Regulus' body with Sirius. That scene seemed a bit shabby to Ivan Kreacher's funeral touched him a lot.

In particular, Ivan later gave him a replica of the Slytherin pendant, which really helped him regain his confidence and belief in life.

To others, his attitude is still bad.

Kreacher was always muttering bad things about them behind their backs and doing weird things.

Sirius must have given him instructions before he left, so he continued to do what was supposed to be done without going too far.

Hermione was intrigued by Kreacher's changes, which made her realize that house-elves could change too, given enough effort.

She has not given up her efforts to help the house elves improve their rights and status, but under Aiwen's subtle influence, she is not taking too many radical actions, such as sewing sweaters directly to the house elves, which will only scare them.

What she does now is to take the trouble to communicate with every house-elf she can get in touch with, make friends with them to enhance their relationship, and constantly tell them the success stories of Dobby and Kreacher, and tell them the benefits of protecting their own rights, Let them take the initiative to fight for their rights and status.

Of course, until now, she has not succeeded in influencing other house elves.

The group cautiously walked around Mrs. Black's portrait and saw Creech clearing the kitchen door.

"Master Irwin, Master Harry, Miss Hermione, Krich has prepared dinner for you alone, as well as a special pudding." The elf said, his eyes lit up when he saw them, and he ran away in a hurry Come here, "After Creech finishes cleaning this place, I will bring it to you, so as not to be eaten by those greedy ghosts."

"Well done, Kreacher, you're doing well." Hermione encouraged.

"Thank you, Miss Hermione." He bowed and said with a smile, "Kreacher has served the noble Black family all his life!"

"Separate dinner and special pudding?!" Ron said unhappily, wrinkling his nose, "I don't like this elf, he's only nice to the three of you, not the others at all, I'm a little bit offended Enough for him."

"As long as you treat him better, you will gain his respect." Hermione said sharply, "You should see how Kreacher treated us before, and you will know how much he has changed."

"Being nice to a house-elf is crazy," said Ron, waving his hand feebly. "I don't see the point, Kreacher's a freak and none of the house-elves at school so."

"That's because they don't know how to protect their own rights..."

"Please, Hermione, don't bring up the vomit thing," Ron interrupted.

"It's not vomiting!" Hermione said angrily, "It's the House Elf Rights Promotion Association, not only me, but Ivan and Harry are just one of them, including you, and Dumbledore also said that we should treat them kindly Every house-elf."

"I was forced into it by you," Ron whispered, in a voice he could hear.

Obviously, he didn't listen to Hermione's words.

In the kitchen, because of the meeting, there were many chairs, and in the middle was a long wooden table, on which were scattered parchment rolls, goblets, empty wine bottles, and a pile of what looked like rags.

Mr. Weasley, who was sitting across the table clearing away the parchment, stood up when he saw them come in.

"Here you are, children." Mr. Weasley said, walking over in three steps in two steps, and shook Harry's hand warmly. "Hello, Harry, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

"Hello, Mr. Weasley," said Harry.

He looked around, and his eyes fell on a roll of parchment on the table, which seemed to be a floor plan of a building,

Immediately, Ivan, who was following behind him, also saw the blueprint.

"We finished eating more people than usual tonight." Mrs. Weasley said, grabbed the floor plan from the table, and handed it to Mr. Weasley, so that Ivan and Harry couldn't peep, "Remus in a while Come here, we've got to leave something for him. Now, girls, can you go inside and help me out with supper, we'll have dinner now."

"I'll help too!" said Tonks, standing up quickly, knocking a candle down on a roll of parchment in an instant. "Oh, shit, I'm sorry..."

"It's all right, dear," said Mrs. Weasley, sounding slightly annoyed. "You'd better sit down."

With a flick of her wand, the parchment was restored.

"Disappear without a trace!" Mr. Weasley also took out his wand and waved it lightly. All the parchment on the table disappeared. He pointed to a pile of things that looked like rags on the chair and said cordially, "This This is Mundungus, Harry, you've met, haven't you?"

Mundungus let out a long snoring sound and woke up with a start.

"Who's saying my name?" he muttered vaguely. "I agree with Mad-Eye Moody."

He raised a dirty hand aloft as if to vote, and his droopy, bloodshot eyes stared blankly. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.