Chapter 178: The Burrow

Darren was taken by the Weasleys to the Burrow through the apparition, this is now their daily mode of transportation, there used to be a car to use, but the year before last was run away by Ron and Harry, and now he should be playing in the Forbidden Forest, I don't know where he ran to, Darren didn't meet it when he went to the Forbidden Forest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When his feet were on the solid ground again, Darren found himself standing in front of a strange house, and at the bottom of it was a pointed stone house, next to which several more floors had been built crookedly, but the builders seemed to feel that the space above the land had not been squeezed clean, and supported it with a few pillars, and built a second or three story house on top of the stone house, which became a house upstairs, but it turned out to be higher than the next building, so he used it as a balcony.

In short, if Newton had seen this house, he would have torn up the manuscript of the law of gravity, which is completely unscientific! But Darren thinks about the tent he lived in at Hogwarts, and there is a living room and a bedroom in it, not to mention the tent of the Black family, which is not much smaller than 12 Grimmauld Place, and the plane is different, so don't admit it......

Ron pulled Darren, Fred and George ahead and walked past a sign that said "Burrow" and entered the magical house.

Mrs. Weasley told Ron, Fred, and George to take Darren upstairs to the room first, and climbed up a bumpy staircase, and on the third floor they turned a hallway, which Darren thought was the upstairs part of the connecting room.

After climbing two more floors, they came to a peeling paint door with a small sign that read "Ron's Room", which Darren guessed was the tallest room in the house, and he wanted to look out of the window, the view must be good.

When Ron opened the door, Darren noticed that everything in the room looked a dazzling orange-yellow: the bedspreads, the walls, and even the ceiling, and he had heard Ron say that orange-yellow was the color of Chadry Artillery's uniform, and Ron was a fan of Chadry Artillery, a very iron fan.

So, in addition to the color of the room, the posters of the Chadri artillery team were naturally indispensable, and almost every inch of the wall was pasted with posters, all of which depicted the same seven witches and wizards, dressed in bright orange-yellow robes, carrying broomsticks, and waving happily.

Fred and George put Darren's suitcase in a corner of the room and told him to rest and get ready to go down for dinner later, and before leaving, they blinked at Darren and said, "We're glad you're here." ”

Darren opened the window and looked over the large meadow in front of the house, as well as the pond, the tall grass undulating with the wind, the large trees on both sides made the sound of leaves, and the air was full of fresh smell.

"The room is a little small, there are too many people in the house," Ron said softly behind Darren, "and there's an attic up there, and there's a ghoul living in it, and he's ......"

"Ghouls?"

"Yes, ghoul," Ron was a little surprised by Darren's reaction, "he's always knocking on pipes and humming, ah, by the way, you haven't seen a ghoul." ”

It's not that Darren hasn't seen ghouls, but in his mind, ghouls are quite dangerous creatures, and as the name suggests, at least this thing has to eat corpses.

"He's a little ugly, like a man-eating troll, but he's not dangerous, he lives in the attic, eats spiders and moths, oh, if he meets you, he's probably going to yell at you, don't be afraid, that's just to scare you. ”

Well, again, the planes are different, don't admit death, and besides, now Ron doesn't feel embarrassed anymore......

Darren's life in the Burrow was full of fun, and although he had seen the life of wizards at Hogwarts and the Black House, it was only here that he could get a glimpse of the real routine of a wizarding family, such as a mirror that would give an opinion on the appearance, a clock that could show the status of family members, the magic that Mrs. Weasley used to cook and tidy up, and she could command a brush to brush the pot, pick up the garbage on the floor, peel potatoes with a knife, and add sauce to the dishes in the pot...... This kind of control is incredible.

The next morning, when Darren heard a voice of surprise coming from downstairs, he jumped out of bed, opened the window, and poked his head out, no wonder the Weasleys were astonished, for right next to the Burrow stood a tent, tall and sturdy, with a flag fluttering on it, and a shield decorated with a mountain symbol, two five-pointed stars, and a short sword, flanked by two leaping greyhounds.

This flag Darren had seen before, it was the family crest of the Black family, and this tent belonged to the Black family, so it was obvious who gave the tree here.

"Hello, Kreacher," Darren greeted the house-elf at the tent door, to which he responded, "Hello, young master. ”

"It's talking to you like that," Mrs. Weasley was surprised by Kreacher's performance, "it wasn't like that before. ”

"yes, something happened that made it different," Darren remembered what Dumbledore had said, and he wasn't afraid he could say what it was.

"This is what the young master asked Kreacher to deliver, and he told me to stay here with him, saying you can live in," Kreacher said to Darren, "and he has put all the things you need in the study in the tent, and I have brought with you what you left at 12 Grimmauld Place last time," it said, pointing to an additional shed next to the tent.

"And it stays here, does Blake let you be here too?"

"Yes, the young master said I can help you. ”

"Oh......" Darren thought for a moment, he had also seen Kreacher's ability, and it must have played a big role in his plan, but Kreacher's reliability, it used to have a very good relationship with Narcissa, the mistress of the Malfoy family......

"Blake used to say that my request is his request, and you must obey my order in the same way, is this order still valid?"

"Yes, Mr. Sean. ”

"Well, I ask you, what is happening here, you can't say it to anyone, not even Blake, can you do it?"

There was a hint of hesitation on Kreacher's face, "However, the young master is Kreacher's master. ”

"In that case, do you recognize anyone else as the master besides Blake?"

"Kreacher served the Black family. ”

Hearing Kreacher's answer, Darren sighed, although house-elves must obey their master's orders, it is too easy to find any loopholes, and it is not more reliable than the three laws of robotics. (To be continued.) )