Chapter 202
: Cleaning the Old House 2
Chapter 202: Cleaning the Old House 2
Everyone quickly cast spells and watched the dirty kitchen become clean at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The heavy iron pots and basins gradually became shiny and bright, the old oil stains on the stone walls and floors were quickly decomposed and removed; the wooden table gradually turned into a bright champagne color from bottom to top.
The black and greasy furniture was passed from one doll to another, and was sprayed with detergent, scrubbed, rinsed and wiped in turn. When the last one put them back in the cabinet, they were all spotless.
Even Neville and Weasley, who came from traditional wizarding families, had to admit that there was nothing more "magical" than the scene before them.
Michael said tearfully, "Ved...you should have come to help earlier. I didn't know you had prepared so many things..."
"It's not all my preparation - Mr. Marchionne lent me a new batch of products." Wade said, "It's also a way to test their performance."
Neville said enviously, "I've always wanted to buy one...but puppet pets are too expensive, and my grandma doesn't agree to buy one for me."
"Aslan Magic Workshop has been trying to reduce costs and increase production. In the future, puppet pets will definitely become cheaper and cheaper."
Wade said, "I have never figured out what gifts to give everyone for Christmas. Now it's good, so I don't have to worry about it anymore..."
"How can this be possible?" Neville blushed and waved his hand hastily to refuse, saying, "It's too expensive! I can't accept it."
"This is very expensive in the store, but it's always just the cost price here, about two Galleons," said Wade.
Neville breathed a sigh of relief.
If the cost is two Galleons, he will know how to return the gift.
The boy was both excited and embarrassed, and he stammered a thank you.
"You don't have to be so polite." Wade said with a smile, "As long as you don't mind, everyone will receive the same gift."
Everyone laughed, remembering that last Christmas, Vader gave everyone a Book of Friends as a gift.
Of course, no one would think that he was perfunctory or that he measured the value of this gift by the cost price. Besides being amused, there was also a hint of envy.
Who doesn’t want to be such a person? The little things you make are useful and fun, and can bring great surprises to others.
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When the magic of the house no longer resisted, the cleaning crabs and dolls were extremely efficient, and the wizards only played a supporting role and performed some tasks that they could not complete.
For example, dealing with those vixens hiding behind the curtains, or the Boggart in the desk.
The two adult wizards gave the young wizards a lesson. If it wasn't already late, Lupin would have wanted each of them to try to face a Boggart.
"It will see through your heart and become what you fear most." Lupin said: "The spell to deal with it is simple, but don't underestimate this creature. I know some wizards will be so scared when facing Boggart that they forget how to use magic."
As he spoke, he drove the full moon floating in the air into a box, as if trying to keep the Boggart.
There are also some seemingly ordinary utensils, such as snuff bottles or tweezers, which will suddenly move when cleaning, obviously they have been cast into powerful black magic.
One of the little dolls had its neck clamped unexpectedly, and two others were destroyed and could never be restored, which made the little wizards feel very sorry.
These dolls are not simple tools like brooms and dustpans. They have human appearance, are hardworking and capable, and will make realistic screams when they are hurt.
Therefore, the dead person was just like a real companion, Hermione couldn't help shedding a few tears. She was embarrassed to be seen by everyone, so she turned around and secretly wiped her eyes.
Everyone pretended not to notice. When Ginny first came, she was very reserved, like an ordinary, shy little girl. But soon, she showed a fighting ability far beyond her peers when expelling the vixen, which made people look at her with admiration.
What surprised Vader even more was Percy.
Weasley, who did not have a very good image in the original book, now showed his outstanding abilities.
After he got through the initial adaptation phase, he quickly began to direct everyone's work and assign tasks, so that everyone went from doing whatever they wanted to collaborating with each other.
Although Wade thought there was nothing wrong with playing while working, this method was obviously more efficient. After tidying up the bedroom, they still had time to move to the garden.
Percy's shortcomings were also obvious. He mentioned his status as a prefect every three sentences, and acted like a prefect all day long. But it wasn't long before he was angered by the twins and broke down.
Dinner was prepared by Kreacher.
This house-elf easily prepared a table of delicious food for everyone. Its cooking skills were excellent, and the French onion soup it made won unanimous praise from everyone.
Unfortunately, their laughter was so loud that they accidentally woke up Mrs. Black.
The portrait screamed miserably: "Bastard! Bitch! Damn Mudblood! You bunch of rotten vampires! How dare you enter our house! Traitor! Kreacher! You actually betrayed me too! You betrayed Black!"
The other portraits began to scream as well.
Kreacher's face suddenly turned very pale, his frail body was about to collapse, and he said with tears in his eyes: "Kreacher... Kreacher has been loyal to the great Black family for generations!"
He suddenly rushed to the fireplace, picked up the red-hot poker and poked himself with it.
"Wait, stop!"
Harry rushed forward and pushed Kreacher to the ground, trying to grab his arm to prevent him from hurting himself, but Kreacher had already branded his stomach, and the whole room was filled with the smell of burnt flesh.
The girls were stunned, and then saw several boys running over and pinning Kreacher together to stop his cruel behavior.
Lupin hurried to pull the curtain, but this time it seemed very difficult. Sirius sat in his seat blankly, with his head down and no movement.
Wade covered his ears with one hand, then pulled out the Book of Friends and quickly wrote a sentence on one of the pages.
Then he grabbed Lupin and shook his head, asking everyone not to close the curtain yet.
Not long after, a figure appeared in a blank portrait in the bedroom on the third floor. He quickly walked through several paintings and soon came to the hallway.
Every time the figure passed a portrait, the person in that portrait quickly quieted down. Soon, he walked to the portrait of Sirius' mother, Walburga Black.
"Walburga!" the man said.
The old lady's screams suddenly stopped, and her eyes, which had been rolling around, fixed on the person who came. Her expression was no longer crazy, but rather arrogant and disrespectful.
After a long while, she said in a hoarse voice: "Phineas, what are you doing here?"
Lupin was surprised. It was the first time he knew that the portrait could speak normal words besides screaming and swearing.
The figure that had entered the portrait sighed and said, "Walburga, you should call me great-grandfather."
(End of this chapter)