When he walked out of the room and came to the living room, William found that most of the Order members had left here.

Professor Snape unexpectedly did not leave, but stood alone in the corner.

He doesn't talk to others, nor does he get close to others, as if he has inherited Mr. Newt's autism.

However, looking at his impatient face, you know that he is not autistic, but self-destructive and withdrawn.

Snape was obviously waiting for someone, and only Professor Dumbledore could make him wait here.

Seeing Snape standing there alone, in order to avoid embarrassment, Mrs. Weasley walked over and politely invited:

"Let's go after dinner, Professor Snape."

"He won't eat here, Jasmine."

Sirius sitting on the sofa crossed his legs and said sarcastically: "The food you cook is not to his taste... Bat sashimi, he doesn't like eating similar ones, right?"

"If I were to make dog meat, I would consider it." Snape responded coldly.

The two gazed at each other again.

Mrs. Weasley was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

She just wanted to chat with Professor Snape about her youngest son Ron's academic performance while she was having dinner.

The final results for several consecutive years have been "P"... After the summer vacation, it will be OWL year. Can Ron be properly rescued?

Otherwise, help with the lessons in private?

Fortunately, I was interrupted by Sirius, otherwise I would probably get a desperate answer from Snape:

It’s no help, and the number training is useless. It’s time to consider re-practice training.

What, Ron is a small trumpet, and the large trumpet is very excellent, almost full-level?

That's all right, just let it go.

Seeing Sirius and Snape about to get a fight, Mrs. Weasley was wondering while being a peacemaker.

What kind of hatred is it? What kind of resentment is it... Did the two of them make hatred because of love?

Of course, Mrs. Weasley didn't understand the grudge between the two, otherwise she wouldn't have invited Snape to stay for dinner.

The reason is very simple. She has not had too much contact with these people before.

It's a little bit of age.

In terms of kinship, Mrs. Weasley is Sirius' cousin who is in-laws; Mr. Weasley is the great-grandson of Sirius' uncle and uncle.

This relative relationship is already very far away and basically doesn't move around.

When Snape's generation of wizards entered the school, the Weasleys had already graduated, and their eldest son Bill was over one year old.

The wizards who are about the same age as the Weasleys are Bella Black and Rita Skitter.

Even Malucius is several years younger than Mr. Weasley.

As for Sirius and the others after graduation, the Wizard War had already broken out, so it would be even more impossible to get in touch.

The reason is simpler: The Weasleys are busy creating humans.

Since 1972, Weasley has been born every two or three years.

Mrs. Weasley, who was erect, could not get to these people?

Not to mention understanding the grievances of their students.

"Okay? Stop quarrel." Lupin rubbed his eyebrows. "Silirius? Please say less."

At this time, Dumbledore walked out of the room, he greeted everyone, and soon took Snape away.

"Snape must have had information not finished. Humph, beware of us." Sirius murmured in a low voice.

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"I don't know what Dumbledore thought!"

No one paid attention to him.

"William? Have a meal here?" Mrs. Weasley said expectantly. "You and Hermione saved Ron and Harry again? I have to thank you both."

Mrs. Weasley was a little regretful. She wanted to keep Professor Dumbledore for dinner? She happened to talk to him about the safety of students.

Why do things happen to his son and Harry...?

Not a rumor in the magic world: Hogwarts is the safest place.

Who told this?

Is it not illegal to spread rumors?

William glanced at Mr. Weasley and nodded.

Percy's problem has only been mentioned with Hermione and Dumbledore.

William would definitely not tell Mr. Weasley about this matter directly? But the principal did not seem to mention it.

It seems that he wants Mr. Weasley to discover it himself.

Otherwise everyone will be embarrassed.

Hearing that it was finally time to start a meal? Tonks jumped up from the chair excitedly: "I'll help too, I'm so hungry that I'm pressed my chest against my back!"

This is the first time William has seen him, and he has said his flat chest so fresh and refined.

But Tonks really spends money big. Her own salary is not enough for William's intelligence fee... Now she has no money? She comes to the Order of the Phoenix every day.

It's really good at frivolous.

Is this the stupid badger produced by Hufflepuff?

Loved, love.

"Ouch!"

Tonks, who was overly energetic, was tripped by the umbrella frame made by the monster? He lay on the ground with his back on the sky.

Then, a terrifying, deafening, creepy scream rang out.

A velvet curtain covered with insect eyes was suddenly lifted open.

There was a portrait on the wall of an old lady in a black hat, screaming desperately, as if she was suffering from severe torture.

The old lady was drooling, her eyes dripping, and the yellow skin on her face was tightly tight because of her screams.

"Beast! Bitch! Mud breed! Dirty and sinful son! Get out of here quickly! How dare you defile my ancestor's house?"

Tonks was shocked, and she had been scolded like this.

William snapped his fingers, and the portrait was speechless, as if he had been strangled.

Mrs. Weasley hurried over and pulled up the curtain.

Sirius stood up and looked at the woman in the portrait in disgust. "Yes, this is my mother."

“I always wanted to get her off, but she seemed to recite a permanent paste spelling behind the canvas.

William, can there be a potion that can poison her? Anyway, it's just a painting."

“…”

It would be better to draw a big black dog in the portrait and chase her and bite her all day long.

It's really a picture of a mother who is kind and filial to her son.

Yes, you can let Anne add something unique to this painting this summer vacation.

For example...Nine suns.

"Where are Anne and Hermione, where have they been?" Sirius asked.

"Cleaning upstairs." William looked at the old Brack house.

"It's great. They're all doing these jobs, so I don't have to do these miscellaneous jobs." Sirius seemed very happy.

"You don't know, I've cleaned here for more than half a year."

William said speechlessly: "You have been cleaning like this for more than half a year?"

"Oh, don't care about these details, think more about our future journey!" Sirius patted William on the shoulder.

Austria is long, and William and Hermione will use the large ship of Demstrong to enter the Rhine from the North Sea and finally arrive in Austria.

"Where did you park the boat?" William asked.

"On the north coast of England..." Sirius said indifferently.

"Aren't you afraid that the Death Eaters will find that ship?" William frowned.

"Impossible, Hagrid is waiting for me on the boat, and..." Sirius whispered:

"There has been a super typhoon there recently, level 16... It is said that it will be seen once a hundred years. No wizard can get close to that ship."

“…”

So Hagrid and the group of Demstrong's students were thrown on the boat so ruthlessly by you?

You really have it, Sirius!

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