Chapter 7: Dinner Party

Kyle had a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, gave one to Ron, ate one himself, and the rest went into Ginny's hands.

The little girl held the box and thought for a while, then trotted over to Kyle, asking him to help her pick out the nasty ones, at least help to pick out the dragon dung one.

Kyle expressed his understanding of Ginny's request and then decisively refused.

Young people always want to try something different.

Besides, what's the advertisement for Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans? Every bite is a new adventure. This is the biggest feature of the product.

Without the surprise, would they still be called Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans? No, that's called jelly beans.

So it's really not that he's lazy, it's all for Ginny's good.

After playing in the open space for a while, Mrs. Weasley's familiar voice finally came from the direction of the Burrow, announcing that dinner was ready.

Everyone, who was already hungry and had their chests pressed against their backs, dropped the wooden sticks in their hands and began to walk back together.

Kyle walked in front, followed closely by Ron, but before he had even taken two steps, he was squeezed away by the twins who suddenly rushed over.

Ron was caught off guard and almost fell into the gnome hole next to him. This made him very angry. He looked at Fred and George angrily, with a look on his face that if he didn't apologize, he would rush over and bite them.

The way Ron looks may be serious, but unfortunately, he is destined to get no results, because Fred and George's attention has been on Kyle from beginning to end, and they have not even glanced at Ron. Naturally, they don't know what he was thinking about.

In addition, even if they knew, they probably wouldn't care. It wasn't the first time they had bullied their younger brother since they were young, and they knew the process well.

Even though Ron looked furious now, as long as he didn't want to be beaten, he wouldn't take the initiative to attack. After waiting a few days, and a few saved snacks can solve the problem perfectly.

At that time, they would be brothers and sisters again, and they would be close family members.

So the most important thing now is to solve the issue with Kyle.

What happened to the group in Diagon Alley last time was regarded by the twins as the biggest stain in their lives. They have always wanted to get back their place, but Kyle has not been out in the past few days, which gave them no chance to take revenge.

But if they took the initiative to come to the door, it would seem a little too deliberate, and it would easily arouse Kyle's suspicion. So Fred and George had to temporarily suppress their desire for revenge. They needed a suitable opportunity.

For example, now.

Because there were also Chris and Kyle, it was a bit crowded for everyone to have dinner in the kitchen, so Mrs. Weasley set up the dining table in the yard.

After Kyle came to his usual seat as a habit, Fred suddenly gave a look, then quickly walked to the side and sat down.

Although George didn't know what his plan was, relying on the amazing tacit understanding between the two, he immediately sat on the other side of Kyle.

"Huh?" Kyle was a little surprised when he saw this scene. This was the first time he saw the twins sitting apart.

Immediately afterwards, Kyle raised his eyebrows slightly: "These two who came here are up to no good."

The twins made it so obvious. If he hadn't noticed anything strange just now, he would be too slow.

But because he didn't know what plan they were brewing, Kyle didn't act rashly and continued to help Mrs. Weasley put the plates as if nothing was wrong.

Soft and crispy buns, soft and glutinous baked potatoes, fragrant and oily roast chicken, golden fried chicken nuggets, tender and juicy veal steaks... Although these foods are all old friends, they are definitely worthy of the rich title in terms of specifications.

Of course, Kyle didn't expect to eat anything else here, he just hoped that the house elves at Hogwarts could give him some surprises.

Never mind Chinese food, just French food, even pasta or pizza is good enough.

After the last plate was brought to the table, everyone took their seats and dinner officially began.

Kyle was extremely careful, fearing that he might accidentally eat something strange.

He didn't want to experience social death out in public. 

…

Under Kyle's vigilance, nothing happened.

The twins were, as usual, eating and telling jokes to everyone's delight, without any abnormal behavior.

Until halfway through dinner, when the table was most lively.

After Fred finished telling a joke about the Slytherin greaser1, he seemed to suddenly think of something and turned around and said: "Hey, George, Kyle is going to Hogwarts tomorrow, should we give him some advice? For example, tell him some precautions when sorting into houses. After all, it is very dangerous."

George understood instantly, pretended to think for a while (actually he was trying to swallow the steak in his mouth), and then cooperated: "I, I don't think it's necessary Fred, we have to believe in Kyle, he is very powerful. It's just an adult troll, Kyle can definitely defeat it and pass the sorting ceremony smoothly." 

"I think you are right, George." Fred nodded seriously and said: "And as a proud Chopper, he will definitely not despise our suggestions. He is not even willing to call us seniors."

Fred's plan is very simple. When Kyle was not yet enrolled in school, it would be great to use the matter of sorting to scare him. It would be great if it could make him sleepless for a night.

Also, given the current occasion, it was perfect because not only would this prank not be stopped, but it would even be supported from the sidelines.

Fred looked at Kyle proudly, he had taken revenge for Diagon Alley.

...

As Fred expected, their conversation instantly aroused the interest of the adults nearby, and they joined in one after another.

Scaring the freshmen who are starting school has always been a tradition of graduating wizards in the British wizarding world. They never tire of using this same topic to deceive young wizards generation after generation.

This time it seemed to be Kyle's turn.

"Dear, don't believe them." Mrs. Weasley was the first to express her position. After first scolding the twins "severely", she then looked at Kyle and said, "It's not that scary. It just has to go through a group of people. It's just a test from the ghost and it's not dangerous at all."

"Molly, how could you lie to a child?" Mr. Weasley was not to be outdone. He tried his best to keep a straight face and glared at his wife: "Kyle is a great kid, we definitely have to tell him the truth, and I believe he can tame a Hippogriff alone." 

"Hippogriff? Isn't it a fire dragon?" Chris was stunned for a moment and then said to Kyle decisively: "Son, I believe this Dad of yours should be right, it must be the Fire Dragon and according to my guess, this year should be the Hungarian Horntail."

 ... 

"Oh, is that so."

"Well, yes, I can."

"I believe in you, Dad."

Kyle was like a nodding machine. After everyone finished speaking, he would echo one sentence and show a corresponding expression at the right time.

Mrs. Weasley was lucky.

Mr. Weasley was determined.

My father was hesitant.

Poor wizarding world, what kind of entertainment can they have? It's nothing more than Quidditch, tricking little kids and the like. It's just a bit of fun for people, so just cooperate if you can. It's just a play, it's not that difficult.

Now everyone is satisfied, which is great.

...

The people at the table were enjoying themselves happily, and they did not notice at all that in the corner of the dining table, two helpless figures were shivering.

(End of chapter)