Sirius's heart is a little confused.
Because it was obvious that he was one of the other people besides Professor Hogwarts who were disturbed by the news that Maka woke up from the ice coffin.
However, unlike professor flavy, who was jumping in a hurry, the reason for his hurry was not Bill's message about Maka from Granger camp itself.
Yes, Maka's unexpected return certainly made him suddenly surprised. Even this matter may be more amazing than when he accidentally learned that dwarf Peter was still alive in Azkaban.
However, when more people around him are more upset than him, he knows that at least he can't be confused.
Especially
"Mrs. Weasley?" Sirius stared at aberforth and said, "what's the matter? Didn't you all agree to hide it from her? How can something go wrong... Wait, don't tell me, she knows other news?"
But behind the simple bar, aberforth seemed more bored than him.
"Who let bill send the news directly from the camp without passing through blova's house?" Aberforth shouted angrily, "since Arthur is not here, of course Molly is the recipient! Instead of asking me here, you'd better run to the camp and ask Bill directly!"
After shouting a few words, aberforth scratched his beard, frowned and said:
"As for the 'other news'... Who knows? Molly showed up this morning and told me that McLean was back, and then she went straight back with a straight face - I didn't have time to ask a word!"
"Oh! I should have come earlier," Sirius hammered hard on the table, shaking the goblets on the table. "Maybe I can stop the damn owl."
"Then you're lucky you didn't have time."
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the door behind Sirius, which made him turn around and look at it.
"Remus? Are you back?"
"It's not just me!"
Lu Ping, who appeared at the door, stepped into the room and made a step aside. Then, four more figures came in one after another from the outside.
"Sirius!"
"And aberforth!"
"Long time no see!"
"How are you recently?"
"Hey, speaking of it, although bill sent that letter..."
"... but in fact, it was us who wrote the letter."
"We have to say this!"
"You don't know Mom at all --"
"Even dad doesn't understand!"
"You shouldn't have kept it from her at all."
"That's definitely..."
"The worst choice!" "The worst choice!"
Sirius and aberforth looked at the two young people who were walking in front of each other and followed each other with tacit and familiar words, with a look of shock on their faces.
"Fred George!" Sirius looked at the twin brothers and said, "you... I thought you were..."
"In America," said Fred or George, nodding halfway, "yes. But that was a week ago!"
"After taking over the task entrusted by bill and going there to see the situation, we took Ashley and Mary to meet their parents. After reporting peace, we came back!"
As the other twin said this, he turned and took Ashley, the quieter of the Olsen sisters, by the hand. It seems that he is George, so it is obviously Fred who spoke before.
"And then?" Sirius said to them, "how did you do this?"
"Oh, you say this?" "Oh, did you say that?"
Hearing Sirius's question, the Weasley brothers unconsciously touched their arms at the same time. Only one is the left arm and the other is the right arm - one of their arms is tightly wrapped with bandages, hanging on the left and right sides.
"I met some enemies on my way back."
"One of us flies to the left and the other to the right."
"Then the guy just passed through the middle..."
"It's quite symmetrical, isn't it?"
Sirius frowned and thought:
"Did you also write that letter?"
"Hey, that's what I just wanted to say." Fred shrugged on the uninjured shoulder. "Are there still few innocent people who died in this great disaster? Our family is not a special person. Why can't we mention it?"
"Or," George said, "you don't understand, including dad - our mother is not a fragile woman! You know, in the face of major right and wrong, I'm afraid no one is stronger than her."
"... unexpectedly, in the end, you two know me best."
Suddenly, another voice came out of the gate behind Fred and George, startling everyone in the room.
"Oh! Mom?"
The brothers quickly pulled their wife aside. The next moment, the fat Mrs. Weasley, who was familiar to everyone, immediately appeared in everyone's vision.
"What about him? He didn't come back?"
Mrs. Weasley glanced left and right as she walked in. The "he" in her mouth obviously refers to her husband Arthur Weasley.
In fact, this capable woman, who was sometimes kind and sometimes fierce on weekdays, was not exactly as determined as Fred and George claimed. Her hair was a little messy and her clothes were not pressed very much, which made her look even more distressed and haggard than her two injured sons.
However, in her eyes with a little blood, there was a calm and sharp look - those eyes were very much like those of a lioness when hunting.
After glancing over a pair of son's wounded arms wrapped in blood bandages, Mrs. Weasley nodded at lupin and went straight to Sirius and aberforth at the bar.
Then I heard her say in a slightly hoarse voice:
"Now that the real Maka has finally returned, it's time for us to take action! It was because of our lack of ability that we were just a burden in the front-line battle. But now, at this time, the children finally need us to do something... Can we let the blood of those who died bravely be wasted!"
It was not until Mrs. Weasley's voice was settled and the sonorous and powerful words still echoed in the room that lupin at the door continued:
"Indeed... As Molly said, the time has come for us to act!"