On the way back, Mr. Weasley noticed the depressed expressions on Fred and George's faces.

Because of his understanding of Molly and the twins, he didn't even go home after returning to the Burrow. He ran here directly after getting off the car.

As long as he was not at the Burrow, there would be no one to speak for the twins when they were beaten.

Molly has been very nervous these days because of the incident of a dark wizard in Hogwarts. She has not been eating or sleeping well every day. He feels sorry for her.

Now that everything is finally over, it would be nice to let her spank the child to relax. Anyway, the twins have given her a ready-made excuse, so why not use it?

"Oh, dear." After seeing Kyle, Mr. Weasley smiled and said, "I haven't had time to ask you how you are doing at school before."

"It's great," Kyle said. "The professors are easy to get along with, and the classmates are very kind. It's exactly the campus life I dreamed of."

"That's good." Mr. Weasley took a sip of whiskey. "Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, you are already in the second year... Oh, and Ron, he will go to school this year too."

"Isn't it good?" Chris said with a smile, "This will make it easier for you and Molly."

"Yes, that's right." Mr. Weasley took another sip of wine. "But if you really want to relax, you have to wait another year. Ginny is no less troublesome than her brothers."

Then he started talking about some of Ginny's dark history and how she had fought with Ron at home.

Kyle was not interested in what happened next, so he took his luggage to the room upstairs. When he came down, Mr. Weasley was just about to leave.

"Are you really not going to eat together? Molly has prepared a lot."

"Next time, Arthur." Chris refused, "Today is the day we meet again after a long absence, and Charlie has already graduated, you probably have a lot to say to him.

Well, I'll come and have a drink with you later. This time I brought back some authentic Giggle from North America."

"That's great." Mr. Weasley's eyes lit up and said, "I've wanted to try that for a long time."

Mr. Weasley, like Chris, likes to have a drink when he has nothing to do, but they have one thing in common, which is that they never drink too much. They always take a sip and stop, trying to keep themselves sober at all times.

Unless something particularly happy happened, such as the day Ginny was born, Mr. Weasley would get drunk and talk to every passerby about his experience in love with Mrs. Weasley.

This incident later became the darkest part of his history that he most wanted to forget.

Shortly after Mr. Weasley left, a series of tinkling sounds were heard in the kitchen.

The chicken legs lined up to coat themselves with egg liquid and bread crumbs, and the knife floated in the air, cutting the cabbage into even-sized strips.

The pancake next to it was trying hard to stuff the filling into its stomach, then it crawled into the oven unsteadily, even applying the oil on it itself.

Diana never liked using magic to heat food directly. She always felt that something was missing from the food made in that way.

Soon, a sumptuous dinner was ready.

Coincidentally, Chris and Diana completed their tasks almost at the same time a few days ago, allowing them to get together today to celebrate Kyle's end of the school year.

The three of them ate and chatted at the table, but most of the time, Kyle was telling them what happened in school.

This is also what Chris and Diana are most concerned about.

Kyle thought about his experiences this school year and picked out some of the more interesting ones.

As for the Room of Requirement and sneaking into the Restricted Section in the middle of the night, forget about it. The Weasley brothers had just finished screaming, and Kyle didn't want to follow in their footsteps.

Chris and Diana listened quietly while Kyle spoke, but soon their expressions changed.

"Wait..." Chris raised his eyebrows and couldn't help interrupting Kyle and asked, "You sold those mountain pear branches for 700 Galleons?"

"That's just the raw materials." Kyle said seriously, "From picking... ahem, selecting the right branches to finally making the finished product, it took the six of us half a year. It wasn't easy.

Seven hundred Galleons, but it's just a reward for your hard work."

"Really..." Chris looked at him suspiciously. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Moreover, six little wizards earned 700 Galleons in half a year... This was incredible enough.

He didn't have this ability when he was in school.

If Chris was just suspicious, then Diana was sure that Kyle was not telling the truth.

In her opinion, Kyle would never waste half a year for a hundred Galleons. There is too much water in it. Half a month is about right.

"Oh, Dad." Kyle seemed to suddenly think of something and reminded, "I don't know if Fred and George have told their family about earning Galleons. Don't let it slip when you go to have a drink with Mr. Weasley later."

Kyle really had forgotten, and it had nothing to do with their gloating attitude at the station before.

Chris took a sip of his butterbeer and slurred his response.

After dinner, Chris helped to clear the table and then went to find Mr. Weasley with an exquisite bottle of wine.

Kyle went back to his room.

Although I haven't been back for half a year, the room was very clean and there was no bad smell. I guess it had been cleaned in advance.

His box was still on the floor. Kyle packed it up briefly, took out a stack of parchment and put it on the desk.

Before going to bed, he had one more thing to do, which was what he promised Connor on the train.

He has received 150 Galleons for helping others get rid of disasters. If he doesn't do a good job, others will give him a bad review.

Kyle took out a quill and ink, and soon the room was filled with the sound of writing.

Kyle wrote two full pages of parchment before he stopped. He checked them and made sure they were all right before putting them in an envelope.

Rodan flew in through the window and raised one leg naturally.

"Just like before." Kyle looked at the name on the envelope and said, "Go to the Owl Post Office in Diagon Alley and mail the letter from there."

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(End of this chapter)