Bill gave the little witch a sympathetic look, and he fully understood Hermione's feelings.
Disapparating long distances is too challenging for the participants' physical fitness.
Fortunately, Ani imitated Fox and used magic to protect the girl, otherwise she would probably still be lying outside in the yard vomiting.
The enticing aroma led Ani to take a look at the kitchen, but he saw a stomach-churning name on a tome on the mantelpiece.
"Well, our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's fans are everywhere."
The new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?
Bill reacted, "You mean Gilderoy Lockhart? Indeed, Mom is a big fan of his. It sounds like you don't like him very much."
Since he works outside all year round, Bill doesn't know much about the news in the British wizarding world in recent years. Regarding Gilderoy Lockhart, he had only heard about it from his mother a few times before Dumbledore mentioned it.
However, after working together for a year, it was the first time that he heard Aini express his dislike for someone so obviously.
"Don't you like it? Well, I always feel uncomfortable when I see him." Aini curled his lips. This guy used too many amnesia spells and lost his heart.
"Okay, let's not mention these spoilers. Do you have any plans for the holiday?"
Aini didn't take Lockhart too seriously. Once he was prepared, the disgusting index of such an unlearned player would be off the charts, and the risk factor would be almost zero.
"There are no arrangements. You also know the situation of my family. Textbooks for my younger brothers and sisters are a big problem, let alone traveling."
The current situation of the Weasley family is known to all British wizards. This family has been synonymous with poverty since a long time ago, and Bill has nothing to hide.
"The combined salary of you and Mr. Weasley should be quite generous, right?" Aini was a little surprised. Arthur is the director of the same department, and the salary of Hogwarts faculty members is also famously generous.
"Well, I don't get paid at Hogwarts for the time being." Bill replied awkwardly, as if he had something to hide.
In fact, not only him, but also the salary of Arthur, the director, is not as much as that of ordinary employees.
The Weasley family is poor not because they cannot make money, but because they dare not make money.
Bill sighed secretly, otherwise he wouldn't have to go all the way to Gringotts in Africa to work.
It's not that the inheritance of knowledge by fairies is more complete than that of wizards, it's just that the focus is different.
Of course, there is no need to explain these to Aini.
"Would you be interested in doing me a favor next weekend?"
If you want a horse to run fast, how can you stop it from eating grass?
As early as last year, Aini had already made arrangements for a seaside vacation.
"No problem, what's the matter?" Bill thought for a moment about the itinerary of those few days and then agreed. After a year of contact, he was relatively reassured about Aini's character.
"It's not a big deal, help me take care of the kids."
Ani said lightly, but Bill felt like a bolt from the blue when he heard it.
"Uh..." The promise I just made was too hasty, and it seemed like I had been tricked.
I'm not married yet!
Have you thought carefully about asking yourself to take care of your children?
Bill's mind inexplicably pictured him holding a child in one hand, holding a bottle between his neck and shoulders to feed him, and he couldn't help but shudder.
"Haha, it's not the breastfeeding kind. I plan to reward the teaching assistants during the holidays. The time has been coordinated. The location is set at Maxey Island. There is a large Muggle banishing spell there. It is also convenient to teach the little ones something new while playing. thing."
Seeing Bill's grimace, Aini stopped teasing him and told him his arrangement honestly.
"That's the black dragon's hunting area. It's too dangerous."
Before Charlie decided to become a dragon trainer, Bill accompanied him to the Hebrides Wild Dragon Sanctuary to experience it.
The actual area of the Hebridean Islands is much larger than what is recorded on Muggle maps. For example, Maxey Island cannot even be observed by satellites.
It is the main hunting ground for Hebdeli black dragons, and the McFatis family has many medium and large herbivores there for them to hunt freely.
Although fire dragons, especially four-legged flying dragons, are not low in intelligence, the problem is that these wild dragons may not have the brains to distinguish which ones are human babies and which ones are fragrant sheep.
"Don't worry, I go there often. The black dragons are very well-behaved. You don't have to worry about safety."
Bill's worries are not worth mentioning here. Is the fire dragon dangerous?
Nonsense, how could Xiaolonglong be in danger if he is so cute?
Ani hopes that Voldemort can chase after him. When the time comes, the fire dragon will ride on his face and demonstrate to him what a hundred dragons roll around the hillside.
Bill rolled his eyes at him angrily. If I hadn't seen a bunch of scars on my brother's body, I would have believed you.
After her mother first learned that Charlie was injured, she sent dozens of letters one after another. It was a miracle that Errol could persist.
But think about Aini's actions, although sometimes they seem bold, they have never made mistakes. The remaining problems such as the McFatis family are too lazy to talk nonsense.
Anyway, they are all students who have been taught before, so it’s no big deal to take them with Aini for a few days.
After a break in the conversation, the two heard snoring coming from next to them.
"Hululu..."
After Hermione left, Mr. Weasley slept soundly after the excitement wore off.
"There is an event at the Ministry of Magic this week. In order to free up time today, Dad spent the whole night catching up on the progress last night." Bill explained to Aini in a low voice.
Maybe Arthur didn't show it, but he was actually very concerned about the orphan of his comrade in arms. This was the child's first time at home, and he wanted to do his best.
Not saying it doesn't necessarily mean you don't care.
If you don’t say it, it doesn’t necessarily mean you haven’t done it.
This is also a man.
Looking at his sleeping father, Bill gently covered him with a blanket, and walked to the yard with Aini with complicated eyes.
"Ani, do you know? My father was the person I admired the most." Bill's voice was low and magnetic, and his eyes reflected the stars in the sky.
"Ah..." Aini was a little confused. He didn't know how to answer the conversation. He was another confidant. Could it be that his physique was indeed mixed with some strange attributes?
Fortunately, Bill didn't mean to compliment him, so he continued talking on his own.
"Determined, wise, diligent, and knowledgeable. Maybe you will think that I am bragging for him, but my father was really such a person in my eyes when I was a child."
Bill's tone was full of nostalgia. At that time, Mr. Weasley was like a mountain, able to shield himself from all wind and rain.
"Of course, I never doubted..."
"Ha, Ani, welcome to the Burrow."
"Your arrival makes this place shine."
As soon as Aini finished speaking, he was interrupted by two funny shouts.
At this moment and here, there is no one else who can say these words.
"Fred, George, hello. I'm honored to be invited here as a guest." Aini smiled softly and turned his eyes to the girl following his brother.
"As I told you last time, my sister Ginny." Bill introduced Aini and waved to his sister, "This is Professor Aeneas Scamander, and he will be yours after school starts. Professor of Transfiguration.”
