Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 464 Weird Fairy
Molly Weasley felt like she was going crazy.

I actually got such news from Ginny!

So, after Bill entered the house, she followed him in.

She felt her head was swelling and seemed about to explode!

So when he saw his two sons who had caused trouble today, he ignored them.

The only thing on her mind now was to confirm the authenticity of the news.

After taking a few deep breaths, she pushed the door open.

But she couldn't believe her ears.

Her eldest son, of whom she was most proud, said with a blushing face, "Harry~~"

She smiled sadly and gave her son a long speech of admonition.

This is her ten minutes ago.

"Mom, why do you think so!" Bill looked at his mother with a wry smile.

"It's all your fault. You asked Draco about Harry's size."

"Besides, you're almost 23!"

"I don't have a girlfriend!"

"With such long hair, it's no wonder Harry and the others suspect you." Mrs. Weasley said confidently.

She is actually a very reasonable woman.

But as the topic extended to the fact that her son didn't have a girlfriend, her embarrassment disappeared.

"I'm in Egypt!"

"There are goblins and mummies everywhere. Even if there are wizard colleagues, they are all men." Bill said unhappily.

Bill's profession as a curse breaker is equivalent to a field worker in an archaeological team in the Muggle world.

To put it more easily, the environment is similar to that of a civil engineering student on a construction site.

In that environment, it was really difficult to find a witch.

Even though Bill thought he was handsome, he only attracted people of the same sex.

"Didn't you say you were going back to England to work this time?"

"You are already so old, find me a girlfriend quickly."

"Your hair is awful, too, dear," said Mrs. Weasley, stroking her wand lovingly. "I really wish you would let me have it trimmed."

“Girlfriend, I can’t just find someone just because you asked me to, and my hair mom, you are so out of date.

Besides, compared to Professor Dumbledore's hair, it's not long at all."

"Is Dumbledore like you?"

"No wonder Harry and the others suspected you."

"Tsk, you're wearing an earring with a horrible big fang on it. Really, Bill, what do the people at the bank say?" Mrs. Weasley said with disgust.

"Mom, the people in the bank don't care what I wear, as long as I find a lot of treasure." Bill said patiently.

"Yeah, they have to be human too. They are all fairies, and their aesthetics are different from humans."

"See, they've even taught you the bad habit of asking a man's measurements," said Mrs. Weasley sarcastically.

"Okay, okay, okay, I understand."

"I'll contact my classmates after I return to the UK."

"Well, there are female classmates." Bill said helplessly under Mrs. Weasley's creepy gaze.

"But mom, you must not tell anyone about what happened today, especially Fred and George."

"They both want nothing more than chaos in the world."

"Also, Mom, you have to explain this clearly to Harry and the others." Bill continued after thinking for a moment.

"Fred and George?"

"Could it be?" Mrs. Weasley gasped as if she had thought of something.

As their mother, she knew Fred and George's temperaments very well. And she had just made a huge mistake - she said nothing when she met them making a mistake.

They might just—

Mrs. Weasley turned and looked towards the door.

"You didn't tell them, did you?" Bill couldn't stop sweating on his forehead.

"No, I just met them." Mrs. Weasley couldn't help but twitching her lips.

"You ignored them?"

"Because you came to see me?" Mrs. Weasley nodded.

"Fortunately, I just cast an anti-interference spell on the door." Bill breathed a sigh of relief.
The same is true of Mrs. Sly.

"I need to hurry to Ginny's place."

"Explain all these misunderstandings clearly."

"Or they won't be able to sleep." Mrs. Weasley drew her wand and waved it, removing the anti-disturbance charm from the door and pushing it open.

Ten minutes later, Harry and the other three, who stayed in the garden because they were worried that something was really wrong with Bill, welcomed Mrs. Weasley.

"So, Bill just spent too much time with goblins and said something wrong by accident?" After Mrs. Weasley left, Harry took a sip of the butterbeer that no one else (except Sirius) would let him drink here.

"Fairies are really weird."

"Draco, do you know the differences between goblins and us wizards?" Ron sighed and looked at Draco.

The Malfoy family has always been the representative of the wealthy in the wizarding world. They should be aware of the goblins who are in charge of the safety of wizards' property.

"I know something." Draco looked helplessly at Harry and the other two, whose eyes suddenly seemed to light up because of his words.

"But I don't know what Bill said." Draco added.

"Could it be that Bill made it up?" Ron exclaimed.

"No, this should be true."

"That would explain why the bribes our family used against the goblins were ineffective."

"My grandfather, Abraxas Malfoy, once swore that a goblin he bribed was definitely tempted by the offer he made."

“But there was no follow-up to this matter.”

"That goblin has also disappeared."

"Combined with what Bill said, the status of that goblin should not be very high."

"It's just that my grandfather mistakenly believed that the goblin was the key person based on the conventional views of wizards and human society." Draco explained.

"What else is so strange about that goblin?" Ron asked after he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ginny's headdress today was made by goblins, you should know that," said Draco.

"It belongs to Sirius. His grandfather's grandfather bought it from a goblin." Harry nodded.

"Because the goblin concepts of ownership, remuneration, and compensation are different from those of humans."

"To a goblin, the rightful owner of any object is the one who made it, not the one who bought it.

Everything that goblins make belongs to them in their eyes.”

"That means if there was a goblin at this wedding, he would definitely be able to tell that this headdress is ancient."

"You can even tell which goblin craftsman made it by its appearance."

"Judging from this, it is a piece of dirty stuff that was purchased by a wizard long ago and passed down to his descendants without permission," Draco said seriously.

"Did I hear you right? This is a piece of dirty stuff that you paid for?" Ron asked in disbelief.

“The goblins will think it’s rented by whoever pays.

They believe that upon the death of the original purchaser, the item should be returned to the goblin.

And passing it on to future generations like we did is no better than stealing in their eyes." Draco frowned.

"Now I finally understand why fairies judge status by the size of that."

"They are a different species from humans." Harry sighed.

(End of this chapter)