Chapter 451 Bill and Charlie

The next few days, Kyle stayed at home in St. Catchpole Village. He didn't go anywhere. He usually did his homework or made props for refueling in the attic with Fred and George.

Occasionally, Cedric would come.

Because it was not just Chris, but even Mr. Weasley and Mr. Diggory began to get busy.

Because of this, Fred and George complained a lot, saying that they had to get up two hours earlier every day to eat breakfast.

"Percy is quite happy." Sitting in the attic, Fred couldn't help but say while fiddling with a newly made firework. "I think he would like to live in the Ministry of Magic all day."

George nodded beside him, "He has started working now, in the Department of International Magical Cooperation. Remember not to mention anything related to "abroad" if you don't want to be annoyed by him."

"Will he discuss work with you at home?" Cedric asked curiously, "I think that's quite interesting."

His father never told him anything about work... unless he drank.

So usually, Cedric could only ask about things he was interested in when he was half drunk and half awake.

"Work? No way." Fred curled his lips, "I think the Ministry of Magic will definitely not let a new employee deal with the affairs of the International Magical Federation."

"And they should not be interested in the bottom of the crucible." George couldn't help laughing, "I didn't realize before that Percy actually liked potions so much."

"The bottom of the crucible?" Cedric asked in confusion, "What does this mean."

"Percy has been fascinated by this recently." George shrugged and explained, "I think he probably wants to hold a thick-bottomed crucible exhibition and is selecting suitable exhibits."

"Maybe he wants to become the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation directly through this exhibition..."

"Or the Minister of Magic..."

"Yeah... The bottom of the crucible is too thin, Fudge can't find such a terrible thing!"

When it comes to Percy, Fred and George can always find endless topics and fun.

"Fortunately, we only need to endure him for another month. "

Fred carefully put a finished firework into the box next to him. These will all become Galleons in the future, and they are very concerned about it.

...

In this happy atmosphere, time passed quickly. Sometimes Kyle couldn't help but look in the direction of London, wondering how Sirius was doing now.

It has been more than half a month since they came back from the cave. During this time, Kyle received a brief reply from Lupin on the day he came back, and there was no news from Grimmauld Place 12.

"It should be okay..." Kyle thought to himself, "Lupin will definitely not kill him. As for the rest, Sirius will get through it if he can hold on. "

Just like that, half of the holiday passed quickly. The last day of July was Kyle's birthday.

Early in the morning, a large group of owls flew over from all over the place, bringing gifts from friends.

That day, Kyle finally received a reply from Sirius...

He sent a big package, which was full of various herbs... Almost all the herbs that can be bought in Diagon Alley were in it, most of them were flowers and leaves, three of each, and the poisonous ones were wrapped extra, which was obviously from Lupin's hand.

After all, Sirius could Not so careful. If it were him, he would probably just pile up the herbs after buying them and pack them all up and send them over.

And he is still wanted now, so he can't go to Diagon Alley.

Kyle picked up a bag of Bibi's every-flavor beans and ate them while opening the remaining gifts.

When he was halfway through eating the beans, there was a rustling sound downstairs.

Kyle leaned out of the window and saw four eye-catching red-haired people at a glance.

Fred was holding a huge cream cake and was in the front. He raised his head and smiled, "Happy birthday, Kyle!"

Behind him was George and the other two Weasleys.

"Charlie, Bill?" Kyle said with some surprise, "When did you come back?"

"Last night." Charlie waved his hand and said, "We made an appointment in advance."

"Wait a moment."

Kyle put down the unopened gifts and went downstairs to open the door for them.

"Happy birthday. "A piece of cream cake came straight over and almost hit him in the face.

It's obvious that Fred must have done it on purpose to scare him...

"You should be glad that your mother is not here, otherwise she will be angry." Charlie pulled him to the back and hugged Kyle.

"Happy birthday."

He looked darker than last year, and there was a new scar on his arm.

Bill also walked up and patted his shoulder with a smile.

"Long time no see, little Kyle... Oh no, now I should call you the respected member of the Merlin Knights.

Oh my God, the second-class medal, when I first heard the news, I thought it was an old wizard with the same name. "

"What a pity, you guessed wrong." Kyle laughed.

Bill has changed the most.

After graduation, he seemed to have completely let himself go.

The original short hair became long hair, tied into a ponytail at the back of the head, and there was an earring on the ear with a small fan-like thing hanging on it.

He didn't look like a wizard, but more like a rock music lover. The only difference was that he was wearing a pair of dragon leather boots.

"Is it strange?" Bill shook his long hair.

"A little, but not much."

Bill's personality was like this. They knew it a long time ago. Mrs. Weasley would cut his hair once a year before... The habit of taking haircut tools to the platform at the beginning of the school year was left from that time.

Kyle stepped aside to let a few people into the living room.

Fred put the cake on the table, and Kyle took some drinks.

"Do you want some wine?" He took a bottle of wine from the cabinet and asked Bill and Charlie,

"No, Mom won't let us... Wait." Charlie had just said half of his refusal when he found that there was a big number on the bottle in Kyle's hand.

"How old is this whiskey?"

"It's written on it, 150 years." Kyle pointed at the number on the bottle, "Real aged fire whiskey, sent by the Romanian Ministry of Magic."

"Oh...then give me some." Charlie pursed his lips.

"But are you sure you won't get beaten after giving this to us?" Bill asked with a strange expression.

This is really good stuff. In the Leaky Cauldron, the best stock is only 100 years old, and it is hard to buy. Even if ordinary people wave a lot of Galleons, Old Tom will not take it out.

Not to mention 150 years old.

"Of course not, don't worry." Kyle said, "My father rarely drinks alone, and you haven't come back together for a long time. I guess he will invite you and Mr. Weasley to have a drink at dinner tonight.

I just moved this time a little earlier."

"Then I'll have some too." Bill conjured up an exquisite cup for himself.

Fred and George also wanted to try it, so they imitated him and conjured up a cup, but Kyle threw two bottles of juice directly over as if he didn't see it.