NOVEL NEXT Chapter 7: Dinner
There was a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans. Kyle gave one to Ron and ate one himself. The rest went to Ginny's hands.
The little girl thought about it while holding the box and then trotted to Kyle's side, wanting him to help her pick, at least, the ones with dragon dung flavor.
Kyle understood Ginny's request very well, and then decisively refused.
Young people always want to try something different.
Besides, the advertisement of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans is Every Bite is a new adventure, which is the biggest feature of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans.
Without the surprise, is it still called Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans? No, it's called candy beans.
So it's not that he's lazy. It's all for Ginny's good.
After playing in the open space for a while, Mrs. Weasley's familiar voice finally came from the direction of the Burrow, saying that dinner was ready.
The hungry people threw down their bat and started to walk back together.
Kyle walked in the front, followed closely by Ron. But before he could take two steps, he was squeezed away by the twins, who suddenly rushed over.
Ron was caught off guard and almost fell into the Gnomes hole next to him, which made him very angry. He looked at Fred and George angrily, and his face showed that if they didn't apologize, he would rush over and bite them.
Ron might be very serious, but unfortunately, he was destined to get no results because Fred and George's attention was on Kyle from beginning to end. They didn't even look at Ron, so naturally, they didn't know what he was thinking.
In addition, even if they knew, they probably wouldn't care. From childhood to adulthood, it's not the first time that they have bullied their younger brother. They know the process well.
Don't look at Ron's angry look now, but as long as he doesn't want to be beaten, he won't rush up on his own. Wait a few days, then a few saved snacks can perfectly solve this matter.
At that time, the brothers will be friendly and respectful, and they will be a happy family.
So, the most important thing now is to solve Kyle's problem.
The Twins regarded what happened in Diagon Alley last time as the biggest stain in their lives. They have been trying to get back at Kyle, but Kyle has not been out for the past few days, and he did not give them a chance to take revenge.
But if they took the initiative to go to his house, it would seem too deliberate and easily arouse Kyle's suspicion. So Fred and George had to temporarily suppress their desire for revenge. They needed a suitable opportunity.
For example, now.
Because of the addition of Chris and Kyle, it was a bit crowded to eat dinner in the room, so Mrs. Weasley set up the dining table in the yard.
After Kyle habitually came to his usual seat, Fred suddenly squeezed out a look, then walked quickly to the side and sat down.
Although George did not know what his plan was, he sat on the other side of Kyle as soon as possible with an amazing tacit understanding between the two.
"Huh?" Kyle was a little surprised to see this scene. This was the first time he saw the twins sitting separately.
Then, Kyle raised his eyebrows slightly. "You are here with bad intentions."
The twins showed it so obviously, if Kyle didn't notice anything unusual, he would be too slow.
But because he didn't know what they were up to, Kyle didn't act rashly and continued to pretend that nothing had happened and help Mrs. Weasley set the plates.
Soft and Crispy Bread, soft and glutinous Roast Potatoes, fragrant Roast Chicken, golden Fried Chicken Nuggets, tender and juicy Steaks...
Although they were all old friends, it was definitely rich in terms of specifications.
Of course, Kyle didn't expect to eat anything else here. He just hoped that the house-elf of Hogwarts could give him some surprises.
Kyle doesn't want Chinese food. French food is fine, even Italian noodles, pizza or something like that.
After the last plate was brought to the table, everyone sat down one after another, and dinner officially began.
Kyle was extremely careful for fear that he would eat something strange due to negligence.
He didn't want to be fooled in public.
...
Under Kyle's vigilance, nothing happened.
The twins were just like usual, eating and telling jokes to make everyone happy, without any abnormal behavior.
Until halfway through dinner, when the table was at its most lively.
After Fred finished telling a joke about the Slytherin greasy monster, he seemed to think of something and suddenly turned his head and said. "Hey, George, Kyle is going to Hogwarts tomorrow. Should we give him some help? For example, tell him some precautions when sorting. After all, it is very dangerous."
George understood instantly, pretended to think for a while (actually he was trying to swallow the steak in his mouth), and then cooperated. "I don't think it's necessary, Fred. We have to believe in Kyle. He is very powerful. It's just an adult Troll. Kyle can definitely defeat it and pass the sorting smoothly."
"I think you are right, George." Fred nodded seriously and said. "And Mr. Kyle Chopper, who is so proud, will definitely look down on our suggestions. He is even unwilling to call us seniors."
Fred's plan is very simple. While Kyle has not yet enrolled, he will use the matter of sorting to scare him. If he can make him sleepless for a night, it will be even better.
And for this occasion, this prank will not only not be stopped but can even get support, which is simply perfect.
Fred looked at Kyle triumphantly. He had taken revenge on Diagon Alley.
...
As Fred expected, their conversation instantly attracted the interest of the adults nearby, and they all joined in.
The freshman division has always been a reserved program for those graduating wizards in the British magic world. They never get tired of using this same topic to deceive generations of young wizards.
This time, it seems to be Kyle's turn.
"Dear, don't believe them." Mrs. Weasley took the lead in stating her position. She "sternly" reprimanded the twins, then looked at Kyle and said, "It's not that scary. It's just a test by a group of ghosts. It's not dangerous at all."
"Molly, how could you lie to a child?" Mr. Weasley was not to be outdone. He tried to put on a straight face, glared at his wife, and said. "Kyle is a great kid. We can tell him the truth. I believe he can tame a Hippogriff alone."
"Hippogriff? Isn't it a Dragon?"
Chris was slightly stunned, then said to Kyle in a decisive tone. "Son, you can believe in your father. It must be a Dragon. And according to my guess, it should be a Hungarian Horntail this year."
...
"Oh, that's it."
"Well, yes, I can."
"I believe you, Dad."
Kyle was like a nodding machine. He would echo a sentence after everyone finished speaking and show the corresponding expression at the right time.
Mrs. Weasley was glad.
Mr. Weasley was determined.
My father was hesitant.
The Wizarding World is pitiful. What entertainment can they have? It's nothing more than Quidditch, tricking children and the like. People only have so much fun. If you can cooperate, just cooperate. It's just a play. It's not a difficult thing.
Now everyone is satisfied. How great is that?
The people at the table were having a good time, and they didn't notice that in the corner of the table, two helpless figures were shivering.