Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Tonight is destined to sleepless, Ai Wen did not know if Hermione had insomnia, anyway, he was rolling in bed for a long time and could not sleep.

All he thought in his head was Hermione, who was lying with her and was held in her arms.

Also, Hermione wore that lovely pink pajamas with a blushing picture on her pretty face.

The complicated dream scene is like a lantern, and finally it is fixed there.

Ai Wen has only one thought, that is, Hermione at that time seems to be particularly attractive.

Hermione like this makes him have an indescribable impulse.

If it is as he expects, how good it will be to stop at that second.

All in all, Ai Wen felt that she had just lie down and had not slept for a while before she was woken up by Mrs. Weasley.

"It's time to go, Ivan, dear." She whispered, and walked over to wake Harry and Ron.

Ai Wen sat up and blinked.

It was still dark outside, and when Ron was awakened, he muttered something vaguely in his mouth.

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

Near the door, there were two irregular black shadows coming out of the messy blanket.

"What, is it time?" Fred asked with a sleepy eye.

"Get up!" George replied.

Everyone wears clothes silently and is too sleepy to talk.

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

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

Mr. Weasley sat at the table and checked the big ticket made of a piece of parchment.

As the boys walked into the kitchen, he looked up and spread his arms so they could see the clothes on his body.

He wore a top like a golf gown and a pair of old jeans. The trousers were a bit too big on him. He wrapped it with a wide-width cowhide belt.

"How?" he eagerly asked. "When we go to watch the Quidditch World Cup, we must hide our identity. Is it like Muggle?"

"Not bad!" Ai Wen said with a sigh of relief.

“It’s like awesome!” Harry said with a smile. “Your Muggle dress is very good.”

Mr. Weasley seemed very satisfied when they heard both of them.

"How come you don't see Bill, Charlie, and Percy?" George said, and he couldn't help but yawn.

“Don't they be phantom?” said Mrs. Weasley, putting the cauldron on the table and starting to smash the porridge into a bowl. “They can sleep for a while, then say, they are three. You don't have to go to see Sirius."

Yes, everyone remembers.

In addition to going to watch the Quidditch World Cup today, they have to go to the St. Mungo Magical Injury Hospital to see Sirius.

"He came to a letter this morning and is already waiting for us!" Mr. Weasley said with a smile. "He recovered well."

"Professor Black wrote this letter so early?!" Fred looked at the darkness of the sky, secretly screaming.

Because it is a professor of school black magic defense class, he habitually called Sirius as Professor Black.

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

"Well, it's so spirited, it seems that he really recovered. So, are Percy still sleeping?!" Fred continued. "Why can't we also phantom?"

"Because you are still under age, you have not passed the exam." Mrs. Weasley replied with a word.

"Where did the two hoes go?"

She turned and rushed out of the kitchen. They heard her voice going upstairs and called Hermione and Ginny.

Evan silently ate breakfast and listened to Harry and Weasley to discuss the phantom.

Mr. Weasley gave them an example of a disintegration of the phantom that led to the separation of the body.

The unlucky guy left half of his body in place and the other half went to his destination.

The only thing worthwhile is that the Ministry of Magic reversed the incidental incident team and arrived in time to recover a life.

There is no such thing as a huge fine because you lose your life because your body is broken.

Just as they laughed, they talked about Percy’s first phantom failure, deviating from the destination, and falling on the top of a Muggle.

Mrs. Weasley walked upstairs, and behind her, there was footsteps in the aisle.

Hermione and Ginny walked into the kitchen, and both of them looked pale and didn't seem to wake up.

Seeing Avon, who was drinking porridge, Hermione’s face suddenly became rosy.

It’s like Ginny’s usual sight of Harry, very shy.

But for Hermione, this is the first, very rare picture.

Apparently, she remembered what happened to him and Ivan last night.

Hermione tried to keep herself calm, sitting next to Ai Wen and seeing the smirk on his face, she couldn't help but kick him.

Ai Wen coughed and buried his face in the bowl.

"Why are we going to get up so early?" Ginny squinted, and she sat down at the table and asked.

"Because you have to go to see Black, then go to the World Cup." Mr. Weasley said, "There is still a long way to go, not early!"

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

"On the edge of a forest, it is very difficult to know how to bring together a large number of wizards without causing Muggle attention. We have to be very cautious and choose the best time to go on the road, so grand in the Quidditch World Cup. Occasion"

"George!" Madame Weasley shouted and shook everyone.

"What?" said George.

He pretended not to have anything, but he couldn’t lie.

"What is in your pocket?" asked Mrs. Weasley.

"It's nothing!"

"Don't tell me anything!" Mrs. Weasley pointed her wand at George's pocket and said, "Fly and fly!"

Some colorful gadgets jumped out of George's pocket, all he and Fred showed to Evan, Harry, and Ron last night to see those things, they secretly hid the Weasley magic trick .

Fred and George rushed to grab, but did not catch.

They turned in midair and jumped straight into the palm of Mrs. Weiss's Brunei.

"God, I told you to destroy these things yesterday!" said Mrs. Weasley angrily, raising the things in her hand, "call you to burn these things, and empty your pockets! Hurry, you guys. Two!"

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

On the table, various Weasley magic tricks are piled up higher and higher.

Everyone was stunned and looked at these things, I couldn’t believe it.

Ai Wen sighed, he knew that Fred and George were unlucky! (To be continued.)