Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"But Mrs Weasley doesn't seem to agree very much," Harry continued.

"Mom's thinking is a bit old." Fred said indifferently, "but I believe that Mom will soon be able to turn her ideas around. When she sees these courses of Tierra and the reforms that can help She will slowly accept what Britain, and indeed the entire wizarding world, brings, and it will take time..."

"Speaking of time!" Fred smiled and stood up from the bed, "Mom should have been persuaded by Dad now, let's go, go down and help Mom, she is so grumpy today. It's because Professor Moody and Mr. Shacklebolt don't know how to cook and make a mess in her kitchen."

"Oh, okay okay." Harry also got up from the bed.

"Hahahaha..." As Harry and Fred walked downstairs, Fred suddenly laughed again for some unknown reason, "It's a pity you didn't come earlier, you really should have a look, Mu Two big men, Professor Dee and Mr. Shacklebolt, were disciplined by their mother, who was a head shorter than them. They looked embarrassed, miserable, and funny... Hahahaha... Main It's funny, really, Harry, very, very, very funny--"

"Oh, that's right." Fred said suddenly, "I'll extract this memory later. I learned this magic from Tierra's adult continuing education class, and you can watch it when you go back and find a Pensieve. It's gone!"

"Um... ok, ok, thank you, thank you, Fred." Harry's mood was also relieved by being teased by Fred like this.

"Pensieve!" Hermione's voice came out suddenly.

Only at this time did Harry realize that they had reached the second floor. George, Hermione and Ginny just came out of the room, and seemed to be stuck in time to go downstairs.

"By the way, Pensieve, Harry." Hermione leaned over excitedly after seeing Harry, "By the way, Harry, you can extract your memory, and then I put it in the Pensieve, so that You will be able to experience everything you are in the fantasy world with the same empathy!"

"No!" Harry sternly refused, "Have you not given up, Hermione? Since Tiera said that Dreamland is too dangerous for you now, then you shouldn't go!"

"Hey... okay, okay..." Hermione said bitterly, "but I want to try again... Harry... I , I really don't want to give up the refining of the Philosopher's Stone."

"Hermione!" Harry said sternly.

"Oh, my God, children! You've finally finished packing! Quick, quick, help me sort the dishes!" Before they could go down to the deep corridor on the first floor, Mrs. Weasley hurried out and greeted With Harry, Hermione, Ginny and the Weasley twins to help her.

"Okay, here you go, Mom." George and Fred Weasley came down the stairs in a disguise and suddenly appeared behind Mrs Weasley.

"You two give me some dignity!" Mrs. Weasley yelled. "There's a very special one coming soon but guests are coming!"

"Guests? Who?" Ginny asked.

"It's Dumbledore!" Mrs. Weasley's eyes were almost bursting with laughter, "Headmaster Dumbledore is coming to our Christmas dinner!"

"What? Dumbledore is coming?" Harry asked in shock. "Shouldn't Dumbledore be hosting the Christmas dinner there at Hogwarts at this time?"

"Dumbledore said he gave this task to Tiera." Speaking of Tiera, the enthusiasm in Mrs. Weasley's voice faded a lot, and then she gave Harry a stern look, As if Tiera was the little street boy who took his son to hell.

"I really don't know why Headmaster Dumbledore trusts this Tiera so much." Mrs. Weasley muttered in dissatisfaction.

However, Mrs. Weasley's unpleasant mood flashed, and soon she exerted the strong coordinating ability of a housewife, greeting everyone, including Alastor Moody and Kingsley Shaker, to get started.

For example, Ron was given the job of cutting pandan sprouts, George and Fred were given the task of pounding the calf, Harry helped cut the lamb, Moody and Kingsley were in charge of the oven heat, Mr. Weasley Responsible for meeting...

The girls only need to set the tableware.

Just when everyone was busy together, the fire in the kitchen suddenly burst into flames.

Two figures emerged from it.

"Oh! Mr. Dumbledore, you're too early, we haven't... oh... Tierra is here... ok... .." Everyone's attention was attracted by the firelight coming out of the closet, and Mrs. Weasley was not surprised, and wiped the starch, fruit, seasoning and more on her apron at will. Other strange food scraps were about to rush up to shake hands with Dumbledore, but soon saw Tiera standing beside Dumbledore.

"Merry Christmas Mrs. Weasley," Tiera said with a smile, and she was carrying large pieces of cured meat, tropical fruit, Shantak's eggs, a large bag of bluebell tea, and Usa's salted sheep. The milk hung on Mrs. Weasley's outstretched arms to shake Dumbledore's hand.

"Long time no see, Mrs. Weasley." Tiera said politely, "A little thought, no respect, I wish my colleagues and classmates of the Order of the Phoenix a Merry Christmas."

"Ah...oh...Holy, Merry Christmas, Tierra..." Mrs. Weasley accepted her embarrassed expression after she was finally stunned. Tierra's gift -

After all, reaching out doesn't make a smile.

Although this child Tiera is not lovable now, but she has grown up by herself, so although Mrs. Weasley was still blaming Tiera for bringing Harry and Ron badly, she still had a second thought. He has his own precious daughter Jenny, but now that we meet, this resentment is not easy to express.

"Tiera! Tiera!" Harry, who was struggling to cut the lamb on the cutting board, dropped the knife in his hand and waved at Tiera.

When he saw Tiera appearing in the kitchen of Twelve Grimmauld Place~www.NovelMTL.com~ Harry was first delighted, then surprised, but he knew how angry Mrs Weasley was just now, For fear of a conflict between Mrs Weasley and Tierra.

But after seeing that Mrs. Weasley and Tiera were at peace with each other, Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and then greeted Tiera happily.

"Oh, Jasmine, let's see what delicious food you have prepared today." Dumbledore probed towards the stove like an old urchin.

"It's nothing, nothing, some homely... eh! Headmaster Dumbledore, what are you doing? Put down the flour, just let Moody and Shacklebolt do these things, you quickly go to the lobby on the second floor to rest for a while, There I have prepared your favorite honey sherry for you, you can just wait for the meal."

"Oh...that's not good, Molly." Dumbledore smiled, "I haven't felt the fireworks of this kind of family for a long time, let's work together, hehe... It's a lot of fun, I'm old, and I like it."

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