Life is always full of magic and accidents, and it's a world away from the pig's head bar in Aberforth. Sometimes Ron feels like his home is a circus. The ghoul in the attic howled loudly and banged on the pipe whenever he felt that the house was too quiet. The small explosion in Fred and George's bedroom is believed to be completely normal.

Here, Harry liked the Weasleys more than Ron. Mrs. Weasley mended Harry's socks herself, forcing him to refill them about four times per meal. Mr. Weasley liked to have Harry sit next to him during meals, and asked Harry about Muggle life, asking him what was going on with the plug and the post office.

After Christmas, the doctors finally felt that Nagini's injuries to Mr. Weasley were no longer fatal and incurable, and they agreed to Mr. Weasley's request to be discharged from the hospital, and prescribed a large number of magic potions, including dung stones.

"That's amazing!" Harry exclaimed after explaining to Mr. Weasley how to use the phone, "what a genius, Muggles have come up with how many ways to live without magic." ”

About a week after arriving at the Burrow, on a sunny morning, Harry received a letter from Hogwarts. He went downstairs to breakfast with Harry and Ron that day, and found the Weasleys and Ginny already sitting at the table. As soon as Ginny saw Harry, she accidentally knocked her porridge bowl to the ground, making a loud noise.

Although the two were already close, it was the first time they had met in front of Weasley's parents.

"There's a letter from the school. Mr. Weasley said. Ginny, Ron, and Harry were given a yellow parchment envelope with green lettering on it. "Harry, Dumbledore already knows you're here—this man can't hide anything from him. You have it too. Fred and George walked in slowly, still in their pajamas.

For a while, no one spoke, and everyone read the letter. The letter told him to catch the Hogwarts Express from King's Cross Station on September 1. The letter also lists the new books he will be using this year.

Fourth-year students read:

Standard Spells, Level 4, by Miranda Goshak

History of Magic

"A Study of Magical Creatures in the Far East"

Interpretation of Dreams

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Fred finished reading his list and looked at Harry.

"You're going to have to buy so many books, too!" he said, "the new magical biology teacher must be an admirer of the Far East—a witch, perhaps." Hagrid was not expelled, but he was suspended indefinitely, as notified by Special Investigator Professor Umbridge that Hagrid would only be allowed to become a Hogwarts teacher until he "fully cooperated" with the Ministry's requests, and until then, Hagrid could only serve as Hogwarts' hunting groundsman.

"I don't want to buy it because I don't have the money. Harry thought for a moment and said that he had a great inheritance from his parents, but after coming into contact with the Weasleys during this time, he didn't want to make himself look too far apart from Ron and Ginny, so he had been trying to convince Ginny recently that he was poor and a natural match with her.

"How is this possible?" Fred was surprised. Although he had never inquired about Harry's family's financial situation, he had the impression that Harry should not be short of money? Could it be that Harry had been funded by the headmaster? Fred and George looked at each other.

"I had just enough money to buy the things I needed for the semester, but I couldn't afford the books. Harry said with a smile.

"Well, those books are not cheap," said George, giving him a quick glance at his parents, "these books are so expensive that you really decided not to buy them?" ”

"Don't worry, it's going to be fine. Harry reassured, giving Ginny a passing glance, who gave the same encouraging look - as if to say, it's nothing, everybody's the same...

"Good morning, everyone. Percy said in a low voice, "The weather is nice. To avoid embarrassment, Percy generally doesn't eat at home, only going home once in a while.

He sat down on the only chair he had left, but immediately jumped up again, pulling out a feather-duster from underneath.

"Errol!" Ron shouted. He took the seemingly dying owl from Percy's hand and pulled a letter from under its wings. "Look at what you've done, you're killing old Errol. ”

He carried Errol to a perch by the back door, trying to make it stand on it, but Errol fell straight down. Ron had no choice but to put it on the drip board and muttered "Poor Errol, damn Percy".

Percy watched everything happen in embarrassment, and found that none of the members of the Weasley family, including his parents, spoke, his face became the same as his hair, and Percy muttered in a trembling voice, "Christmas... Merry Christmas... I have to go back to the department, I have to work overtime... A lot of things... Uh, Dad, congratulations on your early discharge.... That's all, I'll go first. ”

Hearing Percy crying, Mrs. Weasley was the first to hold back, and she stepped forward and hugged her third boy, sobbing in a low voice.

"I have to go, Mom... I'm going to be late... Uh, I have time... Will be back when there is time. Percy struggled not to let himself sob, he put his tie back on and stumbled out the door.

"Poor Percy, he's like a little lamb without a home," Ginny whispered to Harry as she sat at the table, eating her own cereal.

"Maybe, I don't think Percy is that bad, he's just, well, just a little ambitious, always wanting to do something big, that's normal, isn't it, after all, every boy dreams of being a hero. Harry spread his hands and explained.

"Oh, yes, what kind of hero does our savior want to be?" asked Ginny in a hurry.

"Ahh

A grey owl flew into the Burrow, relieving Harry of his awkward position.

Harry hurried up and took the letter from the owl's feet, "It's Hermione, she wrote to us. ”

Then he tore open Hermione's letter and read it aloud:

Dear Ginny, Harry, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley,

I wish all the best, good health to Mr. Weasley, and hopefully he has made a full recovery. I was so worried. If you're all okay, let me know right away. But you'd better get another owl, and I'd like to send you another letter and the bird will die.

Of course I'm busy with my homework, and I'm going to London next Wednesday to buy textbooks. How about we meet in Diagon Alley?

Tell me about you as soon as possible, buddy, Hermione.

"It just so happened that we went to buy it that day. Mrs. Weasley began to clean up the table, "What are you all doing today?"

Ginny, Ron, Fred, and George plan to go to a Weasley paddock on the hill to practice playing Quidditch. Mr. Weasley invited Harry to take a look at his shed, to which Mr. Weasley was very proud, probably thinking that only Harry could understand the greatness of Mr. Weasley's invention.

It was fast forward to the following Wednesday, and Mrs. Weasley woke them up early in the morning. They each hurriedly ate a sandwich and then put on their coats. Mrs. Weasley picked up a flower pot from the kitchen mantelpiece and looked inside.

"Not much, Arthur," she sighed, "I'll have to go buy some today, please come first! Harry, you come first!"

She brought the pot to him.

"Is this Floo powder? what should I do?" asked Harry, curious.

"He hasn't traveled with Floo powder. Ron said suddenly, "I'm sorry, Harry, I forgot. ”

"Haven't you used it?" asked Mr. Weasley, "and how did you get to Diagon Alley last year to buy school supplies?"

"I took the subway—"

"Really?" asked Mr. Weasley, with great interest, "is there an elevator?

"Don't ask now, Arthur. Mrs. Weasley said, "Harry is much faster with Floo powder, but, my God, if you hadn't used it before—"

"He's fine, Mom. Fred said, "Harry, let's see what we do. ”

He picked up a little powder from the pot, walked over to the stove, and threw the powder into the flames.

With a whew, the fire turned green and rose higher than Fred. He walked straight into the fire and shouted "Diagon Alley!" and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Make those words clear, kid," Mrs. Weasley said to Harry, and George reached into the pot, "Don't go through the wrong door when you come out"

"Don't go wrong with anything?" asked Harry nervously, and the flames erupted, sweeping George away as well.

"You know, there are many kinds of magic fires, and you have to choose them, but as long as you speak clearly-"

"He's going to be fine, Molly, don't be nervous. Mr. Weasley said, taking some Floo powder as well.

"But my dear, if he gets lost, how are we going to explain it to Albus?"

"I'm not that stupid. Harry said, glancing at Ginny, who smiled mischievously, "My disappearance in the chimney is a brilliant joke, you don't have to worry. ”

"Alright then, you walk behind Ginny. Mrs. Weasley said, "Remember, as soon as you walk into the fire, say where you're going—"

"I'm going to go first. Ginny said.

"Close your eyes," said Mrs. Weasley, "there's soot—"

"Don't move," said Arthur, "or you might fall out of another furnace—"

"But don't panic, don't come out too early, wait until you see Fred and George. ”

Harry reached for a little Floo powder and walked over to the flames. He took a deep breath, threw the powder into the fire, and walked forward, the flame like a hot wind, and he opened his mouth and immediately took a large puff of hot soot.

"Yes – Diagon Alley. Harry coughed.

As Harry disappeared, Mr. Weasley muttered, "He doesn't seem to have made it clear." ”

As soon as they reached the door of Gringotts, they found Harry standing next to Hagrid and Hermione in dust and cracked eyes.

Hermione pulled out her wand and tapped Harry's glasses lightly, "Restored!" The glasses were back to their original state.

"Oh, I've learned this spell too. ”

"Hermione, remember to teach me this spell in a moment, my eyes are always bad. Mr. Weasley praised.

"It's simple. Andrew replied.

"Molidol is going mad - she's coming soon. ”

"Where did you come from?" asked Ron.

"Tumbledown Alley. Hagrid said with a straight face.

"Great! We've always felt that Hodmode can't satisfy us anymore, it's time to open a new map, and we're getting ready to start with Tumbledown Alley, and I've heard that there are a lot of things out there that can't be bought in Diagon Alley...."Fred and George cried out together.

"The grown-ups never let us go. Ron said enviously.

"I think it's better not to go. Hagrid said in a gruff voice.

Mrs. Weasley hurried to this direction, swinging violently with her handbag in one hand, and Ginny took her other hand and struggled to follow.

"Oh, Harry—oh, dear—you're all right, you're all right—"

Out of breath, she pulled a coat brush out of her bag and began to sweep the soot off Harry's body

"Well, I've got to go. Hagrid said, his hand being gripped tightly by Mrs. Weasley

"Tumbledown Alley!Thanks to you for spotting him, Hagrid!".

"See you at Hogwarts!" he strode along, a head and a shoulder above everyone on the street.

"Guess who I saw in the Burkin-Bock shop?" asked Harry as he walked up the steps of Gringotts.

"It's Malfoy and his father, right?" Hermione said casually.

"How do you know?" asked Harry, surprised.

"yes, Hermione, how did you do that? Ginny asked curiously.

"Haha, you say I seem to be Professor Troney, but the real reason is that I saw them," Hermione quipped.

"Dizzy, I see—" Harry laughed as well.

"Places like Tumbledown Alley are only for those who do underground dealings, and as far as I know, the Malfoys go there often, although they are a big family of magic, but in my opinion they are already on the verge of decline, probably to sell some dark magic items to subsidize the family. In the end, the only people who could surprise Harry were the people he knew, and the only people he knew in the wizarding world were a few around him, except for his classmates. And only Malfoy's family is eligible. ”

The group listened to Hermione in amazement.

"Hermione, most of what you said is wrong. At this moment, a lazy voice sounded.

"Andy, you're finally here, and I'm wondering when you'll come. Hermione turned around and was pleasantly surprised to see Andrew Lee standing behind her, "What did I say wrong?" and Hermione asked unhappily.

"It's not just the underground traders who go to Tumbledown Alley regularly, but Hagrid, Snape, and others who need it, even me. There are some useful things to buy there. Andrew smiled and said, while greeting everyone, "As for the Malfoy family, it is true that the power is not as strong as that of their ancestors, but in the past few years, by doing Muggle smuggling business, their life is quite passable, far from the time when they need to be sold." ”

"Hmph, even if you're right, Detective Andrew!" Hermione pouted.

"Haha, Andrew, you have to be careful, woman... Hey. Fred and George chimed in.

"Andrew, you know so much, the magic is so strong, the brain is also easy to use, and the mind is very sensitive. You must be a good wizard in the future, or maybe you can work in the Ministry of Magic in the future?" said Mr. Weasley.

"The Ministry of Magic, then we'll have to see if the Ministry of Magic will still exist when I graduate. Andrew whispered.

"What?" Mr. Weasley clearly didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing, now that everyone is here, let's get started. Hermione, I seem to have seen your parents just now, did you bring them here?"

"Yes, Andrew, last time you and Autumn gave them advice, Dad has always wanted to come to Diagon Alley again, this time I heard that I was going to buy textbooks, he closed the clinic, so he had to follow. Hermione said with some annoyance.

"Haha, your dad and Mr. Weasley would like to, but one is curious about Muggles and the other is curious about wizards, and the two of them will definitely become good friends. Andrew said with a smile.

"Why, Hermione, your parents are here too?" Ginny and Harry walked behind the two of them.

"yes~~~"

Mr. Weasley saw Hermione's parents excitedly standing at the counter that stretched across the marble, waiting for Hermione.

"Meet again, Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger, we must go for a drink! What is that one in your hand? Oh, you're exchanging Muggle currency. Muggle coins, I've heard that their coins don't have magic to prevent copying spells, and last time the Ministry caught a couple of young people who were using counterfeit copies of magic money to cheat Muggles...", he excitedly pointed to the bill in Mr. Granger's hand.

"Oh, Mr. Weasley, it's you, great, I was thinking of getting someone knowledgeable to show us around, you know, Hermione was a kid, there were many things she didn't know," said Mr. Granger excitedly.

"Daddy—" Hermione was speechless.