v2 Chapter 900： Great news

Just then, the doors of Ai Wen and Hermione were pushed away again.

Mrs. Weasley had a smile on her face, and she walked in with a bunch of freshly washed clothes.

"God, I can't believe it. I heard from Arthur. He specially sent an owl to come over. What happened just now, this is really a great news!" She said excitedly, the body In a slight trembling, "How can they do this? I heard that Dumbledore tried hard, and those on the board would agree. Milwa will come over to announce this, we should celebrate tonight, I Never thought about it..."

"Oh!" Fred said annoyedly, his right hand was unable to cover his eyes. "I knew it would be like this."

"Even Professor McGonagall will come over?" said George, with amazement in his voice. "I know this is incredible, but it is too exaggerated. Charlie, Bill and Percy have not enjoyed this treatment."

"It's not the same. After all, I haven't had this kind of thing for many years. No matter who sounds, it will feel amazing and incredible." Mrs. Weasley said, put the clothes on the bed, "Arthur told me the last time. This happened three centuries ago, when..."

Several people blinked, what exactly is Mrs. Weasley talking about?

They originally thought that she would say that Ron became a leader, but it doesn't seem to be the case.

Instead, she talked about a wizard more than three hundred years ago, and what was specifically approved by the Hogwarts Board of Directors...

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Fred said. "How can I not understand?"

"I am so excited. After all, this is good news. No, no, I can't tell you this news for the time being. At the very least, it should not be for me. After all, Mileva has not come yet, things are not yet. Certainly. In short, let her announce it," said Mrs. Weasley.

She took a deep breath and could see that she was trying to restrain her desire to say things.

Several people looked at each other and their eyes were full of curiosity. This kind of situation appeared not only by Mrs. Weasley, which shows that the thing she knew was really exciting. It was a great news, so she only Shows such a look.

“Does Hogwarts have another three-strong tournament?” Fred guessed.

"It may be a similar game. I am over seventeen years old and must be a warrior," George said.

"What are you talking about? This event is held every five years. Together with this incident that happened last year, I estimate that the re-opening of the top three competitions may be postponed indefinitely!" said Hermione. Besides, it is not the time to hold such exchanges."

She also looked at Mrs. Weasley with curiosity, but the other party was obviously going to keep the secret.

This situation is the most arduous time. When I say a little bit, I hook up everyone’s curiosity, but I don’t want to tell what is going on. I can only let them guess here, Dumbledore. What are you going to do? What is going to happen in Hogwarts?

Ai Wen blinked his eyes, and this time he didn't even have a clue.

"I can't say, you will know at night. After all, today is the last day before school. Yes, I should prepare more food. Everyone should celebrate at night." Mrs. Weasley said, even the voice is Trembling, she tried to divide the clothes on her head into three piles. "Well, Ginny said that the book is finally coming. If you give me the books, I will go to Diagonal Lane this afternoon to buy books for you. You are at home. Packing up your luggage. Hermione, do you have any special needs?"

"Thank you, I bought it when I went to Diagonal Lane last time and Ivan!" said Hermione.

Her little face became red again, remembering the picture of herself and Ivan going to buy underwear, and what they did at Diagonal Lane.

"Oh!" continued Mrs. Weasley. "Ron, I want to buy you a pair of pajamas. This set is at least six inches short. I can't believe how you grew so fast. What color do you want?" of?"

"Give him a red and gold question, with his badge." George smirked.

Although he did not know what the matter of Mrs. Weasley said, she obviously did not know the news that Ron became the leader.

"What is it with him?" Mrs. Weasley said absently, still thinking about the things inside her heart, rolling up a pair of brown-purple socks on Ron's pile of clothes.

"His badge!" said Fred, the expression seemed to be a long-term pain, short of pain, and he said it all at once. "His cute, new, shiny badge."

Mrs. Weasley was still thinking about other things in her mind, and it took a while to understand Fred's words.

"His... but Ron, are you not?"

Ron raised his badge and his face finally smiled.

Mrs. Weasley screamed, exactly the same as Hermione.

"I can't believe it, I can't believe it! How is this possible? This is more shocking than the news just now, how can they do it!" Mrs. Weasley cried out, "Oh, Ron, that’s great! The leader, everyone in the family is the leader!”

"What is Fred and me? Next door neighbor?" George said indignantly.

His mother pushed him aside and spread her arms to her youngest son.

"How happy your father heard about it, I am so proud of you, what a happy news, this is the first step, you will be like Bill and Percy in the future..." She paused. Quickly said, "There have been so many troubles recently. I didn't expect to have two great news. I am so excited, oh, Ronnie!"

Both Fred and George made a very loud wagging behind Mrs. Weasley, but Mrs. Weasley did not notice.

She grabbed Ron's neck with her arms and kissed him on the left and right sides of his face. Ron's face rose brighter than his badge.

"Mom, don't, don't do this! Mom, take control!" he murmured, desperately trying to push her away.

Mrs. Weasley let him go, panting and saying, "So, what do you want? I bought it back when I went to Diagonal Lane in the afternoon. We gave Percy an owl, but of course, you There is already one."

"You, what are you talking about?" said Ron, who could not believe his ears.

"You must be rewarded for this!" said Mrs. Weasley kindly. "How about a beautiful new robes? Or a new cockroach, Charlie's old cockroach is full of rust, or a new mouse. You used to like the streaks so much..."