Chapter 453 Top Floor Box

Bill slept until the evening before being woken up.

The process was a little complicated.

Fred and George came up with the idea, Ron took the water, Ginny handed over the bucket, and finally Charlie poured the full bucket of cold water directly on his face.

Even if Bill wanted to get angry, he didn't know who to hit.

It was rare for Bill and Charlie to come back together, and it was Kyle's birthday, so Mrs. Weasley had been busy in the kitchen since noon, preparing a large table of sumptuous dinner.

Just as Kyle thought, Chris came with his bottle of 150-year-old aged fire whiskey.

Looking at the big number on the bottle, Mr. Weasley's eyes lit up.

Bill couldn't resist the temptation and asked for another small glass, but he learned from the last lesson and sipped it like Mr. Weasley.

So this time he didn't get drunk on the spot, but didn't fall headfirst on the table until the end of dinner.

The soup in the plate splashed all over Percy, which made him very dissatisfied, and he said that this was the clothes he would wear to work tomorrow.

Even though Mrs. Weasley used magic to clean up the soup, he still muttered and went back to his room.

"If you're afraid of getting it dirty, don't wear it to dinner." Fred couldn't help but say.

"Maybe you thought Mr. Crouch would come to visit unexpectedly." George said with a smile.

Mrs. Weasley slapped them, and the two of them shut up.

However, this little episode did not affect everyone's good mood.

After dinner, a few children who didn't drink were responsible for helping the drunk Bill to the room upstairs.

As for Charlie, he also lay on the table, with Bill on the left and right, face to face.

Ron and Ginny pulled him for a long time, but they couldn't pull him, and finally just moved him from the chair to the ground.

Several goblins came over curiously and poked his face with their slender fingers.

"Go away!" Ron waved his hand to drive away those annoying goblins, and then he and Ginny grabbed his arms and dragged him back to the Burrow.

This also caused Charlie to feel a dull pain in his body after waking up the next day, as if he had been stepped on by a dragon.

Two weeks passed like this.

One night in mid-August, Mr. Weasley came back from get off work at the Ministry of Magic and suddenly called everyone excitedly.

"Did you get the tickets, Dad?" Fred asked expectantly.

"Oh, I want to give you a surprise." Mr. Weasley said with pretended disappointment, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"Big surprise!"

He took out a stack of colorful tickets, "A full thirteen, all the best seats.

Fred whispered: "The best seat means..."

"The top box." Mr. Weasley said, "The Minister of Magic is in the front row."

"Oh! Great! "

Fred and George were so excited that their faces turned red, and they patted each other's shoulders vigorously.

They always thought that Mr. Weasley could only get tickets for the ordinary stands at most, but they didn't expect it to be the top box.

It can be said that it is the place with the best view, and you can clearly see the entire stadium.

"Dad, how did you do it?" Ron asked with admiration.

"Due to some special reasons, many people in the department could not go to watch the game. The people in the Sports Department simply gave the tickets to me and Chris, saying that this would not make the top box look too empty. "

"So lucky..." Ron couldn't help saying.

"But thirteen tickets are not enough."

After the excitement, Fred quickly thought of another thing and frowned:

"There are nine people in our family, plus the Kyle family, Harry, Hermione, Qiu, Connor, Cedric... There is still a lot missing. "

"Don't worry, dear." Mrs. Weasley said with a smile: "I don't like that kind of messy activities, so I can give the tickets to Harry and Hermione. "

"We are the same. "Chris said with a smile, "Compared to watching the World Cup, we have more important things to deal with, which is why the top box is empty.

In addition, Diggory should have a ticket. When we left, we just ran into him on the floor of the Sports Department."

"In this case... only eleven tickets are needed." Fred calculated, "The remaining two can be kept for Qiu and Connor."

"Great!" Fred and George high-fived again.

Then they came to the Burrow.

Mrs. Weasley was going to write a letter to Harry and Hermione.

Hermione was fine, she could just send the letter by owl after writing it, but when it was Harry's turn, Mrs. Weasley was in trouble.

She remembered that Harry's uncle and aunt hated wizards very much, and using owls would definitely disgust them.

"Leave it to me, Molly." At this time, Mr. Weasley stood up and said confidently: "I know exactly how Muggles send letters... They need this. "

As he spoke, Mr. Weasley took out a handful of colorful stamps from his pocket.

"Just stick these stamps on the envelope and then put it into the mailbox. There is a mailbox at the entrance of the Ministry of Magic... I have wanted to try it for a long time."

"Are you sure, Arthur?" Mrs. Weasley asked, "Just put it in that tube?"

"You should believe me... I am a professional."

"Okay then..." Mrs. Weasley picked up the stamps, "How many should I stick?"

Mr. Weasley was suddenly stunned. After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Stick it all. If there are not enough stamps, the letter will be returned."

"Okay!"

Then, Kyle watched Mrs. Weasley stick all the stamps on the envelope, leaving only a small area of ​​about one inch square to fill in the Dursleys' address.

"Actually..." Kyle couldn't help but say, "One stamp is enough. If you stick too many, it will arouse suspicion."

"Oh, so one is enough?" Mr. Weasley said in surprise.

"That's right." Kyle nodded and picked a ten-penny stamp. "This one is enough. Take off the others."

Mr. Weasley was the fastest and collected all the stamps in a few seconds.

These are all his treasures. He felt very painful when he put them on just now, and now he has recovered them.

After solving the letter problem, Mrs. Weasley clapped her hands.

"Well, the game is on the weekend, so we just need to wait until Friday to pick up Harry, and we'll be in time."

"What if his aunt and uncle disagree?" Ron asked, "He can't miss this game."

"Of course he can't miss it."

Mrs. Weasley said, "We have to pick him up whether the family is willing or not, but out of courtesy, we should pretend to ask for their opinions."