Mid-to-late August.
Autumn has not yet arrived, but the chill brought by a sudden drizzle made the villagers of Sankachipol feel the coldness of late autumn in advance.
With his gaze, the sky was shrouded in haze.
In front of a crooked old locust tree in the east of the village, there was a crooked three-story wooden house. Yiwen stood at the door, looking worriedly in the direction of the Ferret Mountain.
In spring and summer, the green grass swaying in the wind all over the mountain is always refreshing to look at for a long time.
In the rain curtain, the grass occupying the wilderness is suffocatingly dark, and the figure bent by the rain is even more depressing.
Yiwen's fixed eyes moved and landed on a rice field at the foot of the mountain that was also listless in the autumn rain, and her expression became even more melancholy.
One after another, dark clouds were blown over Yiwen's head by the strong wind, and even the old locust tree in front of the door was swinging wildly.
But Ewen remained unmoved, and just looked at the rice fields at the foot of the mountain with concern, until--
The burnt smell that suddenly poured into her nose made Ewen smoky. Liao's face changed drastically, and she turned around and rushed to the kitchen.
"Hiss!"
The panic made Ewen not clear-headed. She went directly to pick up the hot iron pot, but was severely burned by the handle. .
Agitated, Ewen glanced around and accidentally caught a glimpse of an old wand with feathers sticking out and covered with a thick layer of gray placed on the window sill next to the stove.
Without thinking, Ewen picked up the ‘magic wand’ and waved it-
Bang!
In a loud explosion, the heavy pot lid was lifted up into the sky and embedded deeply into the ceiling of the first floor. The pot of stew in front of him also flipped over with a burnt smell. The stove made a roaring sound when the flames were poured on it.
"What are you doing, Ewen?"
At this time, a man with wet hair and jacket came out of the fireplace on the opposite wall.
The messy stove made the middle-aged man with dark skin and extra thick knuckles on his hands stunned for a moment.
The man who came back to his senses strode towards the stove. He casually picked up a rag and put it on his hand, lifted up the fallen iron pot, and saved the remaining stewed potatoes. .
The man shook the pot, looked at the burnt bottom of the pot in the dim light, and frowned.
"I'm dizzy-"
Ewen looked guilty,
"I just wanted to use the wand to remove the pot. Sorry, John , I think I messed up our lunch--"
"No big deal--"
John took a deep breath, and then smiled at Ewene,
"There is enough left for us to eat"
Noting the pot lid embedded in the roof, John added
"I am free in the afternoon, so I can repair the floor on the second floor. And that damn roof!"
Ewen nodded slightly, and threw the wand back again.On the window sill, he wiped his hands on his greasy apron,
"Sit down for a while, I can clean this up soon——"
John nodded, He took out a pipe that was badly worn by the calluses on his big hands from his baggy trousers pocket. After a few puffs, turbid smoke came out of the pipe.
Walking to the door, looking at the wind and rain shrouding the world, his eyes fixed on the land under the Stoat Mountain, John's dark face also showed a bit of sadness.
"By the way, where is Bona, is she upstairs?"
John turned back and looked at his wife who was busy in the kitchen.
"In the morning, before it rained, she went to the hillside to play with the Lovegood child, whom Bona liked very much."
"Luna ?"
John thought for a while and asked in confusion,
"But isn't that kid studying at Hogwarts?"
"It's summer vacation now? , John--"
Ewen said, she noticed the hidden worry in her husband's eyes and was silent for a moment,
"The Lovegoods are good people, John, they will We are entertaining Bona for lunch, and they won’t look down on us like this.”
Ewen’s last few words were faintly inaudible, but John knew what his wife was talking about, and there was a sinister look in his eyes. , raised his voice and said with a look of displeasure,
"Not sure yet, you know, Bona is only six years old now, she has a chance!"
"Oh, of course. , I think so too!"
Yi Wen said quickly.
In the dark room, the two people fell silent.
Ewen brought the not-so-good lunch to the table. John washed his hands in the rainwater dripping from the eaves, wiped it on his pocket a few times and sat down at the table.
The 'rich' overcooked stew is not only salty but also bitter.
Neither of them was in the mood to enjoy lunch.
After filling her stomach as quickly as possible, Ewen went to the stove and made her husband a cup of tea with boiling water.
But John didn't realize all this. He just looked at the stoat mountain in silence, turning into a huge shadow in the increasingly falling rain.
Looking at her husband's appearance, Yiwen pursed her lips and her cloudy pupils became a little darker, and she knew it.
"Sorry, the workshop can't start yet"
John said in a voice that sounded like he was talking to himself.
"How could it be?"
Although she asked this, there was no surprise in Ewen's tone,
"The Daily Prophet said, Although the duel between Mr. Brain and the mysterious man destroyed Diagon Alley, it did not affect it."
"It has nothing to do with that!"
John suddenly emphasized his tone, thickly. He rapped his knuckles on the table quickly,
"It's Mr. Greengrass's problem. The Ministry of Magic has issued a wanted order for him.", saying that he was a Death Eater of the mysterious man, and participated in the Diagon Alley War! "
It can be seen from the anxious light in Yiwen's eyes that she is really anxious,
"But what does this have to do with the workshop? ! "
Egwene's voice became sharp,
"Just because the Ministry of Magic thought Mr. Greengrass was a Death Eater, they closed down the broom workshop? ”
“Not the Ministry of Magic! "
John didn't want to tell his wife things that would only add to her troubles, but he couldn't control his anger.
"It's the Greengrass family who cares. Stop
A head of the Greengrass family came out to explain that the wanted order from the Ministry of Magic had a serious impact on the credibility of Greengrass and the workshop. Many orders were cancelled, and the workshop It is no longer possible to continue operations and can only be shut down indefinitely. The resumption time will be notified later! "
John gritted his teeth and clenched his fists loudly,
"Not only the broom workshop, but also the crucible-producing workshop where the two boys from the Charles family worked. It was also closed down for the same reason given by the manager. In that industrial area, the only thing that was not affected at all was the learning machine workshop! ”
Although she understood how bad the situation was, what her husband said still frightened Yiwen.
“Nana”
Yiwen looked at her husband with anger in her eyes, stammering and speechless.
Cang!
“The ministry wants to give us an explanation! "
John suddenly slammed the table and said decisively.
"The Ministry? "
Ewen was puzzled,
"But you said-"
"We can't find those noble pure-blood family gentlemen at all-" -"
John's face was hard,
"We can only find the Ministry of Magic. Oh, I don't care about hegemony and evil. Anyway, no matter who is the Minister of Magic, it is Bray. Well, I don't care whether it's You-Know-Who, I just want to live a good life, but since the war started by the Ministry of Magic has prevented the workshop from opening, they must be responsible to the end. I can tell you, Egwene, we are already planning-- ”
“Are you planning? "
Ewen grabbed John's rough hand, tears of fright filled her eyes,
"Are you planning to go against the Ministry of Magic and Mr. Blaine, John? , this--this is so life-threatening for you! ”
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