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Chapter 222 Percy: The Joker Is Myself(1/2)

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John estimated that Percy was so embarrassed right now that he could dig out the three bedrooms and one living room with his toes.

Because his complexion was turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, his whole body was as stiff as if he was under a petrification spell.

After several seconds, Percy finally came to his senses and murmured:

"You...what did you see?"

Hermione faltered and was speechless.

And John couldn't help laughing and said:

"Give up your illusions, Percy, we've seen it all."

Michelle also followed curiously and said:

"Percy, are you rehearsing some comedy show?"

Percy's face turned redder.

He said almost growling:

"Leave quickly! You are not welcome here!"

"I'm afraid that won't work," John said calmly, "Mr. Weiss invited us here."

Percy was breathing heavily, clenching his fists tightly, looking like he wanted to rush up and punch John immediately.

However, after estimating the difference in combat power between the two, he finally gave up the idea.

"damn it!"

Percy yelled and ran towards the Burrow not far away without looking back.

John and others also looked at each other, smiled, and followed them.

After getting closer, John and the three discovered that the Burrow was actually different from the wizard's residence they usually imagined.

This is a very lively place.

Vegetables were grown in the yard outside the burrow, there were several rusty cauldrons placed in the corners, and a few chickens were pecking at insects in the field.

Occasionally, an unlucky garden gnome would pop up, only to be pecked hard by a chicken.

There were a few ducks eating water plants in the small pond, and there was a pig pen a little further away. Two fat pigs were pulling their front legs on the low wall, sticking their heads out and looking at them curiously.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is still the weird-looking building.

At this moment, the sound of quarrels was heard through the open window.

"...Why do you invite them to your home? I hate Shafiq! If I had known they would come, I shouldn't have come back from the Ministry of Magic! I still have a report that needs to be written and handed over to Mr. Crouch..."

"Shut up! Percy! John and Michelle are our guests!"

"Yes, I don't allow you to say that about my friends!"

"Ron! You traitor! You..."

"Crunch——"

John led Michelle and Hermione to open the door of the Burrow.

The quarrel inside suddenly stopped.

Percy, whose face was flushed, was trembling and staring at everyone present, looking very angry.

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him.

The Wesley couple, the Wesley twins, Ron and others were all staring at John at the door.

What surprised John even more was that Harry was also here.

The next moment, Mrs. Wesley was the first to react.

This is a short, fat woman with a very kind face.

She smiled and said hello:

"Hello, John, dear. Of course! And Michelle and Hermione! Oh my God! Why did you come just now!"

Mrs. Wesley looked like she wanted to give John and the others a hug.

But she was obviously more concerned about the oil stains on her body caused by cooking lunch for everyone.

This can be seen from the way she keeps wiping her hands on her apron.

Seeing this, the corners of John's mouth raised slightly, and Hao took the initiative to give her a hug without disdain.

Michelle and Hermione followed suit.

Especially Michelle, she almost laughed and hung on Mrs. Weasley, very lively.

Hermione then took out the gift sent by the Grangers.

This moment attracted Mr. Wesley's attention.

"Muggle gifts? Wait! Show me! I've always been curious about what Muggles use to give gifts!"

Mr. Weasley shouted as he took the gift.

Looking at the careful and careful movements, it seems like he is holding some treasure.

This scene made everyone laugh.

The only person at the scene who couldn't laugh was Percy.

Seeing this joyous scene, his breathing became even more rapid, and he couldn't help shouting:

"Damn it! Didn't you listen to me? I don't welcome Shafiq!"

As soon as this statement came out.

The laughter in the room suddenly stopped.

John looked at Percy coldly.

Mr. Wesley also frowned.

As for Mrs. Weasley, she was more direct.

"Percy! I won't allow you to say such unreasonable things in front of the guests!"

Mrs. Weasley grabbed Percy's ear and said, "Especially for such an excellent guest as John! Haven't you seen how polite they are? Can't you learn more from John?"

It was okay if Mrs. Weasley didn't say it, which made Percy even more intolerable.

He violently broke away from Mrs. Westley's hand, stamped on the floor and said:

"Don't - try to control me again! I've grown up! I work for Mr. Crouch now! I'm no worse than John Shafiq!"

"I don't think so,"

Ron curled his lips and said, "John is the youngest holder of the Order of Merlin in history.

I heard last time that the minister wanted to invite John to work in the minister’s office as his chief secretary after graduation.”

"Rumors! These are just rumors!"

Percy said with a blush.

He seemed to want to continue to convince Ron.

But before he could speak, John interrupted:

"Crouch? You mean Barty Crouch?"

"You should use the honorific title when calling Mr. Crouch!" Percy complained dissatisfied. "He is the director of the International Magical Cooperation Department and my boss! He values ​​me very much. It won't be long before I can be promoted!"

After saying this, he felt a little proud again.

Apparently he is very satisfied with his current career situation.

John chuckled, shook his head and said:

"To be honest, Crouch's identity is very embarrassing. The more he values ​​you, the worse your situation will be in the future."

"What did you say?"

Percy looked angry.

John ignored him and continued:

"This is not a secret, you will know it by asking around in the ministry.

He and the current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, have always been at odds with each other.

The two men also competed for the position of Minister of Magic.

In the end, if it weren't for Crouch's son being found out to be a Death Eater, Fudge would most likely not be able to compete with Crouch.

It is precisely for this reason that Fudge has always been wary of Crouch and continued to suppress him.
To be continued...
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