HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

Charlie puffed his cheeks in dissatisfaction, but in the end he did not dare to challenge his brother's authority. He muttered to himself: "Obviously you are annoyed too, so you won't open the door!"

Bill clenched his fists and turned his head, pretending not to hear Charlie's muttering.

Teal sat between Tonks and Mgina, and the three girls snickered at each other. They waited until Charlie stared at them angrily for a while before they let it go.

"Ahem." Charlie cleared his throat pretending to be serious, "What are you going to do in the next few days? We still have a whole week of vacation."

"I don't know, I haven't finished my homework yet." Mgina held her chin. She had been playing crazy with her parents for a week and had only finished a small part of her homework.

Tonks nodded sadly, but she didn't write at all. She could already imagine how crazy it would be when doing homework this week - the professors at Hogwarts like to assign particularly time-consuming papers. Don’t even think about finishing your homework quickly.

"I also have some homework to do." Thiel brought a total of two suitcases, one large and one small. The smaller one contained a change of clothes and toiletries, and the larger one was filled with books.

She still had some unfinished homework assigned by Professor Snape. She had to finish it before returning to Hogwarts, and then asked the Weasley family's owl to deliver it to Professor Snape.

Speaking of this, Tier's mood was not very good. She sent homework to Professor Snape three times last week, and each time she returned her comments quickly. The comment was just as Teal expected, living up to Professor Snape's sarcastic skills.

That is to say, Professor Snape has enough real talent and knowledge, otherwise Till would not tolerate his poisonous tongue.

Charlie immediately covered his face and wailed: "No, it's a good holiday, and you actually plan to do your homework? You agreed to come to my house to play!"

"Have you finished your homework?" Mgina crossed her arms and looked at Charlie with an exaggerated expression, her eyes full of doubt. Based on her understanding of Charlie, it was impossible for him to do his homework until the last moment when it was handed in.

After all, Charlie copied Mgina's homework during the last Christmas vacation after returning to school. He copied it word for word, and was immediately discovered by the professors, who punished him with half a month of confinement.

Charlie didn't speak, and his silent attitude had already answered Mgina. Of course he can't do his homework.

Bill shook his head helplessly and sighed: "I think we won't have any fun in the next few days. Let's do our homework together. I happen to have a few papers on Potions and Charms that I haven't written yet."

Three of the five people immediately started wailing in pain, but they had to do their homework, so the five-person study group was reorganized and they devoted themselves to homework for the next few days.

Till's task was undoubtedly the lightest. She finished her last bit of homework on the afternoon of the second day she temporarily stayed at the Weasley's house, and then asked the Weasley family's owl to deliver it to her with a snack made by herself as a reward. Hogwarts.

This owl is called Errol. Bill bought it the year he entered Hogwarts. He keeps it at home every day and occasionally goes to Hogwarts to deliver letters to the two brothers.

It is three years old, which is still very young for its size and age. There is a thick roll of tightly wrapped parchment hanging on its paws, and it can fly very freely.

"Tyr, have you finished your homework?" Seeing Till, who had let Errol go, start to take out the book, Mgina couldn't help but widen her eyes, "I remember you just said last night that you still have two large papers to write! "

Thiel nodded: "I had already figured out how to write it before I went to sleep last night, so I started writing quite quickly today."

With her current knowledge base, the homework assignments assigned by Professor Snape are not difficult for her. They are mainly used to check for strengths and fill in gaps to prevent gaps in knowledge.

It would take Mgina at least half a day to write a paper by herself, not counting the time spent searching for information. The result was good for Thiel, and he finished two large papers in less than a day.

Ever since she became friends with Till, she felt like she was being hit all the time. Mgina sighed at her studies. It would be great if she had a brain like Till.

"How can Teal's speed be compared with our speed?" Tonks turned the quill. She had been stuck at one point for a long time. The ink on the tip of the pen had dried, so there was no need to worry about throwing out ink dots. , soiling the table and clothes.

"That's right, it's been so long, don't tell me I'm not used to it yet." Charlie, who was busy writing, looked up and glanced at Mgina, but Bill directly hit him on the head with the book.

Bill's expression was calm, and most of the content had been written on the parchment in front of him, and he was in the final stage: "You talk a lot, why don't you hurry up and do your homework."

"Bill! Am I still your brother? They have already talked, why do you just talk about me and not them!" Charlie covered his head and looked at his brother fiercely. He felt that the reason why he struggled to study was very big. The reason is because Bill Sr. hammered him on the head!

Bierpi said with a smile: "Just because you are my brother, I beat you."

He only had his biological brother to knock him on the head. The three little girls opposite were not his own family, so what if the knock was broken?

Charlie slammed his head on the table, feeling miserable.

"Children, take a rest. It's time for dinner later." Mrs. Weasley knocked on the open door of the room. She had just finished working on dinner. When Mr. Weasley comes home from get off work, everyone can have dinner.

"Good mother."

"We'll be right there, ma'am."

"..."

Everyone responded together, and Charlie, who only felt temporarily relieved, rushed to the front and jumped to the kitchen that leads directly to the garden. He wanted to secretly get the hot butter buns on the table, but was caught by Bill who was following him closely. hands.

"Charlie! Have you forgotten everything I taught you?" Mrs. Weasley came downstairs just a few steps late, but that doesn't mean she didn't notice the movement in the kitchen. "You are not allowed to eat buns tonight!"

Charlie was about to cry in despair: "No!"

Charlie's favorite food is butter buns, which is Mrs. Weasley's specialty. Mrs. Weasley occasionally asks Errol to deliver buns to school, just to satisfy Charlie who is starving to death at school.

Till and the other three followed Mrs. Weasley, gloating at Charlie who instantly withered away. They also had butter buns, which Charlie gave them, and they were delicious.

"Hmph, you deserve it." Percy walked in from the garden with a book in his arms, obviously having fully watched the scene just now.

"You don't have to talk, Percy!" Among the brothers, Charlie disliked Percy the most. Every time he was taught a lesson by Mrs. Weasley, Percy would definitely come out and taunt him with a proud look on his face. look.

Charlie grinded his back molars irritably. Don't think he didn't know that there was already one missing butter bun on the plate, and it must have been eaten by Percy! He saw that Percy's hands were still stained with oil!

Charlie and Percy disliked each other, snorting at each other and looking away. At that moment, Mr. Weasley opened the door and came in. The loving father also held a box of delicious pot cakes in his arms: "Children, Come and see what I’ve brought back.”

"Dad, it's a pot cake! My favorite pot cake!" Ginny had become familiar with Till and was standing next to Till happily clapping her little hands.