Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Tonight was doomed to sleep, and Ivan didn't know if Hermione was sleepless. Anyway, he rolled over in bed for a long time and couldn't sleep.

All he thought about in his head was Hermione, feeling herself just lying with her and being held in her arms.

Also, Hermione was wearing that lovely pink pajama with a shiny red on her pretty face.

Complex dreamland scenes, like a walking lantern, end up being rated there.

Ivan had only one thought, which was that Hermione seemed particularly appealing at the time...

Hermione, like this, gave him an indescribable urge.

It would have been nice if time had stopped at that second, as he had hoped.

Anyway, Ivan felt like he had just laid down and had not slept for a while before being woken up by Mrs. Weasley.

“Time to go, Ivan, honey.” She whispered, walking over again to wake Harry and Ron.

Ivan sat up and rubbed his eyes.

It was still dark outside, and when Ron was awakened, his mouth mumbled with ambiguity.

At the foot, Harry was also confused, grasping his glasses.

Close to the door position, two irregular shadows emerge from under the messy blanket.

“What, it's already time?” Fred asks asleep.

“Get up!” George replied.

Everyone dressed silently and was sleepy and unwilling to talk.

Then, five of them went downstairs into the kitchen, still beating their arrears and stretching their hips.

Mrs. Weasley is making breakfast, constantly stirring things in a large pot in the stove.

Mr. Weasley sat at the table checking a large ticket made of parchment paper.

As the boys walked into the kitchen, he raised his head and opened his arms so that they could see his clothes clearly.

He was wearing a golf shirt-like top and an old pair of jeans, which were a little too big for him, and he tied them together with a wide-eyed cow belt.

“What do you say?” He's anxious to ask, "When we go to the Quidditch World Cup later, we have to hide our identities. Do I look like a Muggle? ”

“Not bad!” Ivan said in a harsh tone.

“Excellent!” Harry said with a smile, "Your muggles look great. ”

Having heard both of them, Mr. Weasley seemed very satisfied.

“Why didn't you meet Bill, Charlie and Percy?” George said he couldn't help it either.

“Aren't they phantom shapes?” Mrs. Weasley said as she put the big pot on the table, she began to scoop the porridge into a bowl, "they could sleep for a while and besides, the three of them didn't have to go to Sirius. ”

That's right, people just remembered.

In addition to visiting the Quidditch World Cup today, they are going to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries to see Sirius.

“He sent a letter this morning, already waiting for us!” Mr. Weasley said with a laugh, "He recovered well. ”

“Professor Black wrote so early?!” Fred looked at the dark skies, the dark tongues.

Because he was a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at school, he used to call Sirius Black.

Fred remembered that Sirius is no longer a professor!

“Well, being able to be so spiritual, it seems he did recover. So, Percy, they're still whining and sleeping?” Fred went on to say, "Why can't we have phantoms, too? ”

“Because you're not old enough to pass the exam.” Mrs. Weasley saluted him.

“Where are the two girls? ”

She turned around and rushed out of the kitchen, and they heard her go upstairs and yell Hermione and Ginny.

Ivan had breakfast silently and listened to Mr. Harry and Mr. Weasley discuss phantom shaping.

Mr. Weasley gave them an example of a division of the body due to the failure of the illusion.

The unlucky guy left half of himself where he was, and the other half went to his destination.

The only worthy circumstance is that the Ministry of Magic's Reversal Incident Team arrived in time to pick up a life.

No one loses their lives because their bodies are torn apart, only a huge fine is required.

Just when they laughed and talked about Percy's first phantom failure, deviating from her destination and falling on top of a muggle head.

Mrs. Weasley walked down the stairs and behind her, footsteps were heard in the aisle.

Hermione and Ginny walked into the kitchen and both looked pale as if they were not awake.

Seeing Ivan drinking porridge, Hermione's face suddenly turned red.

Just like Ginny used to see Harry, very shy.

But for Hermione, this is the first time, a rare picture.

Apparently, she remembers what happened with Evan last night.

Hermione tried to keep herself calm, sat beside Evan, and saw the evil smile on his face, and she couldn't help but kick him hard.

Ivan coughed for a while and buried his face in the bowl.

“Why are we up so early?” Ginny rubbed her eyes, and she sat at the table, asking.

“Because we're going to finish watching Black and then watch the World Cup.” Mr. Weasley said, "There's still a long way to go, not sooner! ”

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

“On the edge of a forest, you know, it's very difficult to get a bunch of wizards together without getting Muggles' attention. We had to be very cautious and choose the best time to go on a big occasion like the Quidditch World Cup..."

“George!” Mrs. Weasley suddenly drank loudly and frightened everyone.

“What's the matter?” George said.

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

“What's in your pocket?” Mrs. Weasley asked.

“Nothing!”

“Don't bullshit me!” Mrs. Weasley pointed her wand at George's pocket and said, "Fly away! ”

Some little floral green toys jumped out of George's pocket, all of them that he and Fred showed Ivan, Harry and Ron last night, and they secretly hid Weasley's magic tricks.

Fred and George rushed to grab it, but didn't.

They rotated in mid-air and jumped straight into the palm of Mrs. Weissbrunei's outstretched hand.

“Oh, my God, I told you to destroy these toys yesterday!” Mrs. Weasley said angrily, "Raise your hands and tell you to burn these things and empty your pockets! Come on, you two! ”

Fred and George apparently smuggled these things out of their homes now, but all of them were found.

On the table, Weasley's Wizard Circus products are piling up higher and higher.

I can't believe you're all staring at these things.

Ivan sighed, he knew Fred and George were going to be in bad luck!