v2 Chapter 858： Mundungus

Next, their topic has been focused on Avon's flying broom production plan.

Hermione decided to buy all the professional books on the broom in the market and figure out the whole process.

Others started from the reality of using the broomstick and proposed many improvement requirements to design a flying broom in their own mind.

Ai Wen feels that these suggestions are quite good, and many of them are not thought of before.

He has no problems at the technical level, but after all, there is not much contact with the brooms before, and there is no way to compare them with Harry.

At the end of the discussion, they decided to write a letter to the students through the owl mail to solicit their opinions.

At the very least, the opinions of the players of the Quidditch teams of each college must be solicited. As for the Slytherin College, the people are even better.

Fred and George also asked Evan to go to their room after dinner to see the new mischievous products they developed during the holiday season.

In the words of the two of them, now everything is ready for the wind.

They can't wait to graduate from Hogwarts immediately, and open a joke shop in Diagonal Lane to do this great career.

After more than twenty minutes, Mrs. Weasley came up to inform everyone to go on dinner.

With a loud bang, Fred and George are gone, and they are all phantoms and they are not willing to go.

"Can't they both walk well?" Mrs. Weasley said unhappyly. "Right, who lost so many dung eggs outside the kitchen?"

"It's Crook Mountain." Ginny said without blushing, "It likes to play big dung eggs!"

"Hey, Kreacher is cleaning it up," said Mrs. Weasley. "It’s really helpful to have a domestic elf in the house, but that guy’s temper is a bit strange. It’s best not to provoke him. Ok, remember in the foyer. Don't forget to speak down your voice. Ginny, how do you both hands are so dirty, what are you going to do? Go to wash and have dinner."

Ginny made a face to Avon, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and went out with her mother.

"I don't like the house elf, this is the place that makes me feel most uncomfortable in this house," said Ron.

"Kreacher has changed a lot..."

Kreacher's change is beyond everyone's expectations, but he does not treat everyone equally, but treats them differently.

It is unrealistic to let him completely abandon his previous ideas and make radical changes.

He is only getting better at the three attitudes of Avon, Harry, and Hermione, because they and Sirius helped it bring the body of Regulus back, which was a bit shabby in Ai Wen’s view. The funeral was very touched by Kreacher.

In particular, Avon's back gave him a replica of the Slytherin pendant, which helped him regain his confidence and belief in life.

For others, his attitude is still bad.

Kreacher always swears at their bad things and does something weird.

Sirius must have told him before he left, so he should continue to do the things he did, not too outrageous.

Hermione was very interested in Kreacher's change, which made her realize that as long as she worked hard, the house elf would change.

She has not given up her efforts to help the family elves raise their rights and status. It is only under the subtle influence of Ai Wen that they have not taken too much radical action, such as directly sewing sweaters to the house elves, which will only scare them.

Her current practice is to take the trouble to communicate with every domestic elf who can be contacted, to make friends with them to enhance their feelings, and to continue to tell them about the successful examples of Dolby and Kreacher, and to tell them about the benefits of safeguarding their rights and interests. Let them take the initiative to fight for their rights and status.

Of course, until now, she has not succeeded in optimizing other house elves.

The group carefully bypassed Mrs. Black's portrait and saw Crich clearing the kitchen door.

"Master Ai Wen, Master Harry, Miss Hermione, Clichy prepared dinner for you alone, and a special pudding." The elf said that after seeing a few of them, they ran in a hurry. Come over, "After waiting for Crich to pack it up, give it to you, don't be stolen by those sluts."

"Good, Kreacher, you are doing very well." Hermione encouraged.

"Thank you, Miss Hermione." He bowed and said with a smile, "Kleiss has worked for the noble Black family for the rest of his life!"

"Single dinner and special pudding?!" Ron said unhappyly, wrinkling his nose. "I don't like this elf. He only has a good attitude towards the three of you. It's not like this to others. I am a bit affected." Enough for him."

"If you are better with him, you will get his respect," Hermione said sharply. "You should look at Kreacher's attitude toward us before, and you will know how much change he has."

"It’s a little better for a domestic elf. It’s crazy.” Ron said, waving his hand weakly. “I don’t see what it means. Kreacher is a freak. The school’s house elves are not. such."

"That's because they don't know how to protect their rights..."

"Please, Hermione, don't tell me about the vomiting trick," Ron interrupted.

“It’s not vomiting!” said Hermione angrily. “It’s the Raising Society for the Elves, not just me, but Ivan, Harry is just one of you, and Dumbledore says we should be kind. Every house elf."

"I was forced by you to join," Ron whispered, using the sound he could hear.

Obviously, he did not listen to Hermione's words.

In the kitchen, because of the meeting, there were many chairs, a long wooden table in the middle, and a parchment roll, a goblet, an empty bottle and a pile of things that looked like rags scattered on the table.

Mr. Weasley sat at the end of the table and was packing up the parchment on the table and saw them coming in and stood up.

"You are here, children." Mr. Weasley said, walking in two steps and making two steps, shaking hands with Harry enthusiastically. "Hello, Harry, it’s so happy to see you!"

"Hello, Mr. Weasley," said Harry.

He looked around and his eyes fell on a roll of parchment on the table, which seemed to be a plan view of a building.

Immediately, Ai Wen, who was behind him, saw the drawing.

"We have finished eating more people this evening than usual." Mrs. Weasley said, grabbed the floor plan from the table and stuffed it to Mr. Weasley, not allowing Evan and Harry to peek. "Remus is a while." Come over, we have to leave something for him. Well, girls, can you go inside and help me out the dinner, we will open the meal now."

"I also helped in the past!" Tonks said, stepping up and blinking a candle in a roll of parchment. "Oh, bad, sorry..."

"It's okay, dear." Mrs. Weasley said, the voice seemed a little annoyed. "You still sit."

She waved her wand and fixed the parchment.

"Nothing is gone!" Mr. Weasley also took out his wand and waved gently. The parchment on the table disappeared. He pointed to a pile of things like rags on the chair. "This It’s Mundungus, Harry, you’ve already met, are you?”

Mundungus screamed with a long snoring scream.

"Who is talking about my name?" he muttered in confusion, "I agree with the eyes of Hammood."

He raised a dirty hand high, as if to vote, the eyes of the eyelids, the bloodshot eyes stunned.