Chapter 620
The dust and stains were all cleaned up by magic. George reapplied the magic to those magic chandeliers, and the whole room became bright, and under the bright light, the room was even a little empty.
When Mrs. Weasley came to call them for lunch, she couldn't believe her eyes.
She exclaimed with joy, "I originally thought it would take at least a week to clean these."
Who can believe that the dark ghost-like room just now has become bright and spacious, so it can be inhabited.
She looked at George in surprise, and said admiringly, "Mr. Soros is not only a great wizard, but also a great home expert."
She said gratefully, "Without your help, we would have to spend the next week on these things."
George said gently, "This is the credit of magic, we just moved our fingers." He didn't actually do much, except for a few powerful cleaning spells, other things were done by the Golem Dog.
With an expression of joy, Blake touched the big golem dog and said excitedly, "This golem is so convenient. With it, cleaning is so easy."
George said lightly, "Since I like it, I will leave this golem to you."
He continued, "I found a few good collections in the study, as well as the pendant box just now. Let this golem be my gift. There are many such golems in my house."
Black hurriedly pushed back, "Is that not good, a few books are not a big deal at all, that pendant box is even more a dangerous black magic creation, we actually did nothing to help."
He looked at the golem with a bit of dismay, such a convenient and practical golem really made his heart move. But accepting precious gifts from the other party in this way seems a bit bad.
George said in an unquestionable tone, "You can't just let me take the gift. It's courtesy. Do you want me to take out those books?"
Listening to George's words, Black finally agreed to accept the golem dog. It could be seen that he was very satisfied with the big golem, and immediately began to direct it to turn around.
George told Blake the spell and the main points of controlling the golem, and now he took away the precious collection of books, and he seemed at ease.
"Okay, Black, stop playing, go to lunch." Mrs. Weasley greeted everyone warmly.
They went all the way down the stairs to the first floor. At the end of the porch on the first floor was a basement, and after going in was the kitchen.
The kitchen is surrounded by rough stone walls. There is a fireplace at the farthest point, and a tin can hang from the ceiling.
A large pot of stew has been placed on a table that can accommodate many people. Others have already taken knives and forks and are sitting on the chairs around the table.
"Hi George, long time no see."
Fred, Joe, and Ginny all greeted George enthusiastically, and Ron nodded at him.
George sat down opposite them and asked curiously, "You haven't stayed at home these days?"
He remembered that Fred and the others had always had a bad impression of the Order of the Phoenix. So although the Weasleys joined the Order of the Phoenix, they would rather stay in the Burrow than come to the Order. They did not expect to meet them here now.
Fred and Joe looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders helplessly, and said in unison, "Ginny's food is not as delicious as mom's."
Ginny immediately glared at Fred and Joe and complained loudly, "You two guys who don't even know how to cook, are not qualified to say such things."
Mrs. Weasley immediately began to make a round, she said with her hands on her hips loudly, "Is it a shame to admit that you miss your mother?"
She immediately explained to George, "Don’t listen to them. Ginny is serious about cooking. She cooks no worse than mine. They stay at home and can’t go out. They miss us, so they ran. Come here."
George nodded. If there is nothing to do during the summer vacation, staying at home would be really annoying.
Mrs. Weasley took out an exquisite silver dinner plate, and served everyone a large plate of stew, and she also gave everyone a large portion of yellow bread, followed by custard. She prepared butter beer for the others, and another non-drinking George prepared black tea specially.
While she was busy, she said to George, "I'm sorry, George, today's food is a bit simple."
She explained, “The materials in the kitchen are not enough. It’s inconvenient to live here and buy vegetables. Unlike at home, we still have our own vegetable garden.”
"Very good." George said quickly, "It's not that troublesome, I think it's good."
Mrs. Weasley looked at Ron with a grimace on his face and said, "I heard you just now, you have given your brother and sister to show off the delicacies you ate at George's house. "
Ron lowered his head and grabbed the stew on the plate, not daring to raise his head. George saw that his ears were red.
George couldn't help laughing. Mrs. Weasley still had such a side. He immediately adjusted and ate the bread and stew quietly, ignoring Mrs. Weasley's complaint against Ron.
Ginny looked at George and asked with some worry, "Does the food we cook really taste ordinary?"
Ron was in front of them just now, showing off the magical food of George's family, just listening to those weird names. Ginny, who has always been confident in cooking, was discouraged by what looked like dreamy and illusory rice crust, panda-like tofu.
After all, the meals they cook are not stews, but omelettes, barbecues, and fried fish. They just lose their names.
George said in an affirmative tone, "The food you have cooked is pretty good."
He added, "If there is more magical combination, it will definitely make people unable to fault."
Ginny hesitated, and continued to ask, "How are Harry and the others recently, why didn't he come together this time?"
When Ginny asked about Harry, Fred and Joe smiled consciously. They said in unison, "Ginny, your cooking skills still have a lot of room for improvement, so work hard. "
"Harry and the others are busy training, so they didn't come together this time." George smiled lightly. "I came here early in the morning, also wanting to finish things early, and I can go home for dinner in the evening, but Then came Dumbledore's absence."
"How was your summer vacation?" George asked them.
(To be continued.)