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Mr. Weasley didn't notice this, and he sighed softly, "It's probably for the best, at least Sirius can control his temper a little in front of the children. He's been in a bad mood lately because of Harry."
"What's wrong with Sirius?" Levin asked, puzzled.
“He got angry with Dumbledore about this,” Arthur explained. “He felt that Dumbledore hadn’t fulfilled his responsibility to protect Harry. I can understand his feelings because he had stayed away from Harry as Dumbledore had asked, and then this happened so soon… It was really unexpected.”
At this point, Mr. Arthur Weasley looked slightly embarrassed: "Oh, by the way, Levin, you should have received Dumbledore's letter too, right? I stayed home mainly to finish the final modifications to the television. I'm really sorry, I'm not very good at cooking, so I can't prepare a big lunch for you."
Levin waved his hand gently, indicating that he didn't mind: "It's alright, Arthur. We all know that your skills are in magic and mechanics. A simple lunch is fine."
“Dad, let me do it.” Upon hearing this, Ginny suddenly raised her hand. She glanced shyly at Levin and then volunteered, “Leave lunch to me. I’ve learned a lot of cooking magic with Mom this holiday.”
"Excellent, Ginny, then I'll leave it to you." Arthur was very pleased to hear this; his daughter had grown up.
It seems his neighbor, Mr. Lovegood, didn't tell him that saying—"A daughter is too young to stay at home."
Hermione and Onyxia had already figured out who Ginny had volunteered for.
Onyxia gave Levin a knowing look, while Hermione snorted unhappily.
Having resolved the lunch issue, Mr. Weasley suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "Oh, right, Levin, Harry was actually attacked by Dementors that time. He only used magic to protect himself. I know he didn't do it on purpose."
He rubbed his hands together, then said hesitantly, "Ms. Gianna Proudmoore is now the new head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. I wonder if she can handle this case more 'fairly' and help Harry clear his name?"
“If possible, Jaina would be happy to do so,” Levin said.
Before Arthur could even feel happy, he changed the subject: "However, Minister Fudge has requested that he personally preside over this trial."
Levin shrugged apologetically, "We can't refuse the Minister of Magic's request."
Upon hearing this news, Arthur couldn't help but curse: "Damn it! It's just a minor case of a minor using magic, something everyone does during the holidays, and now they're going to use a formal criminal court to try it, and even have the Minister of Magic personally conduct the trial. This is absolutely absurd!"
You know, he's usually not very temperamental; the only thing that's made him angry lately is Percy running away from home.
Seeing Arthur's anxiety, Levin reassured him, "Arthur, don't worry, Harry and I are good friends too. When the time comes, our people will vote for him in the election and try to get him acquitted."
Hearing Levin's words, Arthur felt somewhat relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.
Jaina Proudmoore wields immense power, controlling half of the Ministry of Magic.
While this doesn't mean she'll get half the votes at the Wiesengamo meeting, it's still a strong source of support.
Seeing this, Hermione added to herself, "However, I believe Harry's innocence will be proven soon, and then there probably won't even be a need for a jury vote."
Soon, it was lunchtime, and Ginny served up her carefully prepared dishes.
This girl fully inherited her mother Molly's culinary skills, and the fact that this was the first time she had cooked for her dream man only fueled her extraordinary enthusiasm.
The dishes on the table were a feast for the eyes and the palate, making everyone's mouths water. Ginny even made Mrs. Weasley's signature honey pudding!
Arthur savored his daughter's cooking and praised it highly.
However, he didn't notice that Ginny's gaze was constantly fixed on Levin's reaction.
Whenever Levin tasted a dish and smiled with satisfaction, Ginny's face would light up with a bright smile.
The afternoon passed leisurely in the Burrow, and Levin and his party lingered there until it was almost dinnertime.
As he left, Levin waved goodbye to Arthur and Ginny.
"Arthur, it's truly admirable that you've completed such a transformation in such a short time. Next, I will send someone to contact you and retrieve the transformation data records from you. I believe it won't be long before these televisions appear in the wizards' living rooms."
The Weasleys escorted the three of them to the gate of the yard.
“Mr. Weasley, we should head back now. Don’t worry too much, Harry will be fine. And Ginny, see you at my house.”
After shaking hands with Arthur again, Levin, Hermione, and Onyxia gradually disappeared from the Burrow. Arthur and Ginny stood at the gate, watching them leave.
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The morning sunlight, filtering through the gaps in the curtains fluttering in the breeze, was like a shy young girl sneaking into Levin's master bedroom, spilling onto the soft bed.
The busyness of last night seems to have been dispelled by the warm sunshine, leaving only tranquility and warmth.
After a night of hard work, Levin was still sound asleep, while Zhang Qiu beside him had already woken up. She lay on her side, gazing quietly at Levin's peaceful sleeping face, unable to look away for a long time.
"Hmm~ Time to get up."
Zhang Qiu spoke softly, trying to wake Levin beside her. She gently pushed his shoulder, but Levin did not move.
Zhang Qiu smiled slightly, stretched out her slender, white fingers, and gently poked Levin's cheek. After several attempts, Levin finally opened his eyes groggily.
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"Morning!"
Levin's voice was heavy with sleepiness; he yawned, as if he wanted to drift back to dreamland.
However, Zhang Qiu refused to let him go.
She sat up in bed, letting the silky sheets slide off her snow-white skin. After stretching, she leaned over and reminded Levin, who was still trying to slack off, "You promised to accompany me for my morning exercise."
Ever since learning the habit of morning exercise from Xirela, Zhang Qiu has been enjoying it immensely.
She enjoyed the fresh morning air and the thrill of exercise, but unfortunately, Cirira got up too early every day, so she could only have Levin keep her company.
Unfortunately, Cirira gets up very early every day, so she can only ask Levin to accompany her.
“You can ask Hermione to keep you company.” Levin yawned again, rolled over, and tried to continue his daydream.
Looking at Levin's lazy appearance, Zhang Qiu felt both amused and helpless.
She had heard from Xirela that back in the summer after first grade, he used to accompany Xirela in her morning exercises every day—Xirela used to get up just as early as she does now.
These days, he sleeps until Zhang Qiu is already up, and still wants to stay in bed. It can only be said that Levin is becoming increasingly lazy.
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"Oh, just get up early and keep me company, okay? It'll help you stay in shape, alright?" Zhang Qiu looked at the boy's handsome face and couldn't help but kiss his forehead. "Besides, didn't you say you had something to do and had to get up early today?"
Levin finally couldn't stay in bed any longer. Urged by Zhang Qiu, he finally broke free from the warm embrace of the blankets, got up, brushed his teeth, changed his clothes, and walked step by step towards the courtyard.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the treetops, casting golden ribbons across Levin's courtyard. A faint fragrance of flowers filled the air. Under the careful cultivation of the flower fairies, the various ordinary and magical flowers in the courtyard intertwined to create a magnificent picture. Defying the constraints of nature, they bloomed in rotation every day, adorning this space as beautiful as a fairyland.
The artificial maid Gwen had prepared black tea and snacks in advance. After the two replenished their energy and water, they began to stretch each other's bodies.
Although Levin was usually a bit lazy, he followed Zhang Qiu's pace and started jogging along the path in the yard in the bright morning light. Soon, Hermione joined them.
Zhang Qiu believed that, according to the potion-making theory of the Dragon Kingdom, more exercise was beneficial for maintaining youth, and Hermione was very convinced of this, especially after she heard that white people aged more easily than Asians.
She didn't want the marks of time to easily leave their mark on her in the future.
Even Zhang Qiu, a descendant of the Dragon Kingdom, is so enthusiastic about sports, how could she lose to the other party?
After finishing their run, Levin took the towel from Gwen and handed it to Cho Chang and Hermione, who were slightly out of breath, wiping the sweat from their foreheads.
Afterward, they returned to the living room to rest. Levin leaned back in his chair, listening to the light music playing on the magic radio station, and casually flipped through the Daily Prophet on the table.
Cho Zhang then pulled Hermione to the soft mat next to them and started doing yoga.
The two wore tight-fitting yoga clothes throughout their workout, which accentuated their beautiful curves. The sight was pleasing to the eye and even inspired Levin to try exercising in the morning.
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The picture shows yoga master Zhang Qiu.
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Chapter 483 Participating in the Trial
Levin admired it for a long time until the two women stared at him intently, at which point he looked away and refocused his attention on the Daily Prophet in his hands.
There have been no further reports about the alleged attack on Harry Potter by Dementors, as if someone had erased the story from its source.
He knew this must be the work of the Ministry of Magic.
No, more accurately, it was Fudge's order. The Minister for Magic clearly didn't want the matter to become public knowledge, making everyone aware of Harry Potter's ordeal.
After all, everyone knows perfectly well who has the Dementors.
Moreover, Ha8
Dumbledore: If the Ministry of Magic wants to get rid of him, it doesn't need public opinion as a prelude; a secret, swift resolution would be more appropriate.
But things are not that simple.
Sirius Black's rebuttal was like a bombshell in the wizarding world, causing quite a stir among British wizarding communities as it spread widely through Rumors! magazine.
In such a vast magical world, it's impossible for everyone to be a fool.
A significant number of wizards have already realized that there is something fishy going on behind the Daily Prophet.
They understood that the newspaper had become a tool for some people to manipulate public opinion, while the real news and truth were buried in deep darkness.
For most readers, the Daily Prophet is a source of annoyance.
"If the reports smearing Dumbledore only last for a day or two, people won't mind having a laugh—after all, under the shadow of Voldemort's return, Dumbledore, who spreads panic and alarmism everywhere, seems to have really become an annoying old stubborn man."
People open the newspapers and see the sarcastic and mocking comments about him, and they might even feel a sense of satisfaction and join in with a few laughs.
However, as time went on, the Daily Prophet's attacks on Dumbledore and Harry Potter became increasingly brazen, with each day's reports filled with fabricated rumors and malicious speculation, while truly important news and events were deliberately ignored. This behavior finally aroused public resentment.
Faced with declining sales and a loss of readers, The Daily Prophet had to take measures to salvage the situation. They began increasing advertising space in the newspaper, attempting to recoup losses by attracting businesses.
This has led to a gradual lowering of the bar for advertising in the Daily Prophet; Levin even saw ads placed by the Weasley twins in it.
Why are you worried about the mysterious person (You_know_who)?
You should care
Constipation Ren (u_no_poo)——
Constipation is a tormenting problem for many Chinese people!
"Pfft."
Hermione and Cho couldn't help but laugh when they saw the advertisement.
"This advertising slogan is hilarious!" Zhang Qiu said, covering her mouth with her hand and laughing.
Hermione smiled slightly, "It's really interesting. I didn't expect Fred and George to have such an idea."
“Isn’t that great?” Levin raised an eyebrow smugly. “That’s the tagline I came up with for them.”
"You designed this?" Hermione looked at him in surprise. "I didn't expect you to have such a good sense of humor."