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Chris sighed, waved his wand calmly, and sent the bread back to the kitchen. At the same time, he admired Diana's wisdom and foresight in his heart.
Fortunately, she confiscated Kyle's cauldron on the first day, otherwise who knows what would have become of this family.
The eleven-year-old wizard was indeed notoriously hated by everyone, and this was true for Weasley next door, and his family was no exception.
Fortunately, these days are coming to an end, as Hogwarts will start school tomorrow.
This is really good news!
Chris picked up the tea and took a sip with a satisfied look on his face.
……
Time soon came to evening.
Diana didn't come back because she had a mission.
Chris, who knew nothing about cooking, gladly accepted Mrs. Weasley's invitation and brought Kyle and some prepared ingredients to the Burrow not far away for a meal.
Unsurprisingly, his behavior caused dissatisfaction among Mrs. Weasley, who thought it was wrong for him to bring food when visiting her house, and that it was a sign of distrust in the friendship between the two parties, so she started to scold him.
Chris didn't refute. He just threw the things in his hands into the kitchen and agreed with a smile.
As for Kyle, he had naturally mixed in with the Weasley children.
He was no longer surprised by the scene before him.
There were no elves in their house, so whenever Diana was on a mission and couldn't come back, the father and son would come to the Weasley house for meals.
This kind of scene happens every time I come here. It has become a regular program.
In an open space not far away, Kyle was helping to clean up the goblins with a few Weasleys.
It's called cleaning, but actually it's just playing.
One person grabs the legs of the goblin and throws it into the air, while another person holds a wooden stick and hits the goblin away like a bludger. The one who hits the goblin the farthest is the winner of the game and gets the first prize, a box of Bibi Every-Flavor Beans.
At first, Chris did not support their game, thinking that they could just throw the goblins out and there was no need to use a bat.
He never stopped Kyle again until one day he discovered that the grass cloak he had worked so hard to cultivate for a year, which was about to mature, had been dug up by the goblins.
He even gave Kyle a well-made bat signed by the Wimbourne Wasps batsman a few days later for Christmas.
The bat is very comfortable to use and feels great when hitting, and it has helped Kyle win five consecutive championships so far.
Today is no exception.
"That's not fair."
Looking at Kyle's autographed baseball bat, and then at the wooden stick he picked up at random, Ron said with a bitter face, "The equipment gap is too big."
"It's not that exaggerated. Equipment and other things are secondary. What's important is to have the belief that you can win. I can win not because my equipment is good, but because I want to win more than you do."
Kyle said calmly, picking up a red bean and throwing it over: "Also, Ron, before you complain about the equipment, at least you should beat Ginny. The stick she uses is much smaller than yours."
There were five people participating in the game, and Ron was the last one. Even Ginny's result was several meters ahead of him.
After Kyle finished speaking, Ron's face suddenly turned red. It was indeed not a glorious thing to lose to his sister in this aspect.
However, his attention was soon attracted by the Bibi Every Flavour Beans thrown by Kyle.
It’s bright red, looks beautiful, and as for the flavor… it’s raspberry!
Sure enough, the every-flavor beans that Kyle gave Bibi were always delicious.
The sweet feeling in his mouth made Ron squint his eyes unconsciously. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little envious. He really didn't know how Kyle did it. He could pick out the best-tasting Bibi Multi-Flavor Beans every time.
He couldn't do it. Every time he ate it, it was either pork liver or spinach, and he even ate something that tasted like dragon dung.
The fishy smell mixed with the smell of fermented rotten berries was simply unbeatable. Ron felt his stomach churning whenever he thought of it.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 7 Dinner Party
A box of Beebe Every Flavour Beans. Kyle gave one to Ron and ate one himself, and the rest went into Ginny's hands.
The little girl held the box and thought for a while, then trotted over to Kyle, wanting him to help her pick out the ones that smelled like dragon dung.
Kyle expressed his understanding of Ginny's request, and then decisively rejected it.
As a young person, you always want to try something different.
Besides, what is the advertisement of Bibi Every Flavour Beans about? Every bite is a new adventure, which is the biggest feature of Every Flavour Beans.
Without the surprise, is it still called Bibi Every Flavour Beans? No, it's called jelly beans.
So it's not that he's lazy, it's all for Ginny's own good.
After playing in the open space for a while, Mrs. Weasley's familiar voice finally came from the direction of the Burrow, announcing that dinner was ready.
The people, who were already starving, threw down their sticks and started walking back in groups.
Kyle walked in front, followed closely by Ron. But before he had taken two steps, he was pushed away by the twins who suddenly rushed over.
Ron was caught off guard and almost fell into the goblin hole next to him, which made him very angry. He looked at Fred and George angrily, and his face showed that he would rush over and bite them if they didn't apologize.
Ron might be very serious, but unfortunately he was destined to get no results, because Ferrell and George's attention was on Kyle from beginning to end. They never even looked at Ron, so naturally they didn't know what he was thinking.
Besides, even if they knew, they probably wouldn't care. It's not the first time they have bullied their younger brother since they were little, and they know the process well.
Although Ron looked furious, he would not rush forward if he did not want to be beaten. Then after a few days, the saved snacks would be enough to solve the problem perfectly.
By then, the brothers will be friendly and respectful to each other, and the family will be harmonious and happy.
So the most important thing now is to solve Kyle's problem.
What happened in Diagon Alley last time was regarded by the twins as the biggest stain in their lives. They have been trying to get revenge, but Kyle has not been out for the past few days and has not given them any chance to take revenge.
But if they took the initiative to go to the door, 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.
With the addition of Chris and Kyle, it was a bit crowded to have dinner in the room, so Mrs. Weasley set up the dining table in the yard.
When Kyle habitually came to his usual seat, Fred suddenly gave him a look, then quickly walked over and sat down next to him.
Although George didn't know what his plan was, he immediately sat on the other side of Kyle because of the amazing tacit understanding between the two of them.
"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 come with bad intentions."
The twins' behavior was so obvious, if he hadn't noticed anything was wrong, he would be very slow.
But because he had no idea what they were up to, Kyle did not act rashly and continued to help Mrs. Weasley set the table as if nothing had happened.
Soft and crispy bread, soft and glutinous baked potatoes, fragrant and greasy roast chicken, golden fried chicken nuggets, tender and juicy steaks...
Although they are all old friends, they are definitely rich in specifications.
Of course, Kyle didn't expect to eat anything else here. He just hoped that the house-elves at Hogwarts could give him some surprises.
I don't need Chinese food, French food is fine, even Italian or pizza is fine.
After the last plate was brought to the table, everyone took their seats and dinner officially began.
Kyle was extremely careful, fearing that he might eat something strange due to carelessness.
He doesn't want to die in public.
……
With 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, which was when the table was at its busiest.
After Fred finished telling a joke about the Slytherin greasy-haired monster, he seemed to suddenly think of something and 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 immediately, and after pretending to think for a while (actually he was trying hard to swallow the steak in his mouth), he 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're right, George." Fred nodded seriously and said, "And someone as proud as Kyle Chopper would definitely not think highly of our suggestions. He's not even willing to call us seniors."
Fred's plan was simple. He would use the matter of sorting to scare Kyle before he even entered school. It would be even better if he could make him sleepless for a night.
Moreover, given the current situation, it is perfect that this prank will not only not be stopped, but will even receive off-field support.
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 joined in.
The sorting of freshmen has always been a regular program for graduating wizards in the British magical world. They never get tired of using this same topic to deceive generation after generation of young wizards.
This time it seemed to be Kyle's turn.
"Dear, don't believe them." Mrs. Weasley was the first to state her position. She "harshly" reprimanded the twins before looking at Kyle and saying, "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 keep a straight face and glared at his wife, saying, "Kyle is a great kid. We can tell him the truth. I believe he can tame a hippogriff on his own."
"A hippogriff? Isn't that a dragon?"
Chris was slightly stunned, then said to Kyle in a decisive tone: "Son, believe me, it must be a fire dragon. And according to my guess, it should be a Hungarian Horntail this year."
……
"Oh I got it."
"Well, yes, I can."
"I believe you, Dad."
Kyle was like a nodding machine. After everyone finished speaking, he would agree with them and show corresponding expressions at the right time.
Mrs. Weasley was thankful.
Mr. Weasley was adamant.
My father was hesitant.
The wizarding world is pitiful. What entertainment do 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 show. It's not a difficult thing.
Now everyone is happy, how nice.