Ron's Room

Ron pursed his lips and went upstairs reluctantly. Before long, Fred, George, Percy, and Ginny came down. Arthur returned from the garage with black grease smeared across his face, arms, and clothes.

"Arthur Weasley, how many times have I told you to stop tinkering with that junk car?"

Molly spoke crossly as she put sausages on the plates.

"I... I wasn't!"

Arthur's explanation was feeble and unconvincing!

"Don't try to fool me. Nobody would be stupid enough to pay for a car that doesn't run unless he was a wizard who planned to modify it with magic!"

"I'm... only studying it. As long as I don't drive it, there's no problem!"

"Arthur, what you're doing is dangerous. You're exploiting a loophole in the law."

That Enchanted Car was an important item. Seeing that Mrs. Molly looked ready to launch into another tirade, Luo Bin said, "Mrs. Molly, these sausages you fried are delicious. Could you tell me how you made them?"

Molly and Arthur had seven children, which left her neither the time nor the energy to find a job.

As a housewife, she spent every day washing clothes, cooking, and cleaning. When Luo Bin gazed at her with eager curiosity, she suddenly felt like Gilderoy Lockhart.

She raised her chin and proudly explained how to fry the sausages.

Apart from Luo Bin, only Harry responded to Mrs. Molly's lecture. Everyone else was either busy stuffing his face (Ron), eating and playing at the same time (Fred and George), or eating while studying (Percy)!

After dinner, they had to sort out where everyone would sleep!

"Ron's room is too small and too messy for three people. Harry, Luo Bin, why don't you take Charlie's or Bill's room? They've hardly stayed here since graduating. I don't think they'd mind!"

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