He didn't expect that Lucius hadn't given up yet, and this time he shot directly, almost killing Mr. Weasley.

Harry cursed in a low voice, "That **** bastard, we'll catch him sooner or later and let him stay with the Dementor forever."

"All right."

Mr. Weasley waved his hand, his voice a little tired, "Let's talk about these things later, there is no evidence, we can only be more careful."

The mad eye lowered his voice, "Be more careful, none of us knows. Is this attack a warning or the beginning of a series of actions."

Tonks looked a little uneasy, "At this time, shouldn't the mysterious man be busy improving his strength? The mysterious man has to prepare for the duel next year." She glanced at George.

"The mysterious person may not be able to take action, but the people under his hand and the snake under his hand are equally difficult to deal with." The crazy-eyed man said vigilantly, "Don't expect the opponent's security, it is a bad one Thoughts."

Everyone fell silent, and the Death Eaters made another move, which was not good news.

Last time the Death Eaters attacked Azkaban, this time he almost killed Mr. Weasley, if they had other actions, what would happen next time.

"Well, Arthur, rest first, we will see you tomorrow."

Mrs. Weasley looked at Arthur's slightly tired expression, and began to greet everyone to leave and let him rest.

"Ok,"

George got up from the chair and waved to Mr. Weasley, "I have had enough talk today, Arthur, rest early."

Everyone looked very dull when they came out of Saint Mungo all the way.

Arthur's injury has been brought under control, which is a good thing. But the news that the mysterious man started to act again is a bad thing.

After returning to Grimmauld Place headquarters in the afternoon, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. The actions of the mysterious man are worrying, but worrying is of no avail.

In the evening, Mrs. Weasley made a large table of rich dishes specially.

She said enthusiastically, "It is rare for everyone to get together on weekdays, and I have nothing else to do. I hope everyone can eat happily."

"It's great, mom."

Fred and Joe cheered.

"dessert."

Ginny has reached out for the cake.

On the long dining table, the stew in the cauldron had a hot aroma, which made people appetite.

The large verdant salad, enticing appetite, and large pieces of roast meat, the color and smell are so beautiful.

The sliced ??ham has an attractive color, and the bread and cake are on top.

Except for the black tea at George's table, everyone else had butter beer on their seats.

Everyone happily got to the table and started eating lively.

"I like this chocolate cake." Hermione said happily.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the kitchen.

"It smells so good, I'm back in time."

The Dumbledore hadn't arrived yet, and the voice had come in, and following the voice, he strode in.

"Dumbledore, it's a coincidence that you came." Mrs. Weasley said with a beaming grin. "It just started."

She quickly added another pair of cutlery to Dumbledore.

"Thank you, Molly, your craftsmanship is still great."

Dumbledore nodded to Mrs. Weasley and sat down beside George.

"Look at what you said."

Mrs. Weasley smiled happily, and filled Dumbledore with a generous portion of stew and pastries.

Everyone ate a lot. They ate all the dishes on the table without leaving any leftovers.

Fred even took the bread, dipped it on the plate, and licked the plate clean.

He said excitedly, "Mom, your cooking has become better."

Mrs. Weasley smiled happily, "I have indeed been learning to cook with magic recently."

After a pleasant dinner, they returned to the living room on the second floor.

Mrs. Weasley prepared black tea and desserts and put them on the table for everyone to enjoy.

They used their magic wands to make chairs, and then sat in the living room to rest.

Dumbledore was sitting in a back chair, leaning forward and staring at George.

Dumbledore said solemnly, "I read the latest newspaper."

George sat relaxed on a recliner and said lightly, "What then?"

Dumbledore had anger in his eyes. "The newspaper says that you have annihilated the entire giant clan because you are dissatisfied with the giant's contact with the dark wizard."

George said lightly, "Although the report is a bit biased, it is probably like this."

For this, he does not shy away. Since the giant had taken refuge in Voldemort, he certainly couldn't keep the giant and let them join Voldemort's men.

After all, these terrifying monsters are born with huge magic resistance. Giants have the advantages of size and strength. If they are transformed by Voldemort with magic, they can instantly become terrible killing machines Dumbledore said bitterly, "To treat giants, we actually still have The other way. The plight of giants is our fault. We should not continue to use violence and threats, let alone let a genocide."

He couldn't imagine that George actually wiped out the entire giant like the newspaper said.

He said angrily, "What's the difference between such a cruel method, even if it is compared with Voldemort?"

His eyes glared at George, as if he wanted to see through what the terrible wizard was thinking.

The terrifying young man in front of him was even harsher than he thought. Just like Tom Riddle before, even scarier than Tom Riddle.

There was disapproving calm on George's face.

"I gave you enough time to arrange your diplomatic plan. What have you done?"

Dumbledore's face became embarrassed. He sent Hagrid to lobby the giant, but he also knew that the action to persuade the giant had completely failed. The giant not only did not join their camp, but also took refuge in Voldemort.

George continued coldly, "Because of your useless diplomatic plan, during the summer vacation, the giant killed several Muggles. One young man who was about to get married."

He said unceremoniously, "The lives of those dead Muggles are not life? Is this your attitude?"

George's bluntness caused Dumbledore to choke.

"Ugh!"

Dumbledore sighed, his face stiffened, and his tone loosened a little, "But we can discuss it, there must be a better way."

He said in a deep voice, "That's the entire group of giants."

George said disapprovingly, "That's not the entire group of giants, and the group of giants has not disappeared into my hands."