Harry slowly sat down on his broomstick, he was very careful, as if he were taming a wild horse, he knew all too well the power of Anna's spell.

George winked at Ron, "Warts," Ron looked abruptly realised.

"......" Harry didn't control his emotions and ran away, but his Quidditch talent from the Potter family allowed him to quickly control the broomstick.

"How do you all know Harry has warts on his buttocks?" Anna was curious.

"I didn't—" Harry snorted hoarsely in the air.

"We read in the daily newspaper of the Prophet in Mom's collection that after the end of the First Wizarding War, Rita . Skeeter's article'—rejoice, for the dawn will come, when gold once again fills the bustling streets of Diagon Lane—"

"—we won't forget the tragedy in Godric's Hollow, and a little baby with a pacifier and warts on its buttocks—Harry Potter, everything he's done for us—'" George shook his head.

"I've only remembered 'warts' and 'Harry Potter,'" Ron snapped up from the side, "Ginny had read the newspaper many times, and she loved Harry so much - even the warts on her ass she thought were distinctive!" ”

Harry flew away on a broomstick, he didn't want to hear it at all, but he had one name in his mind - Rita. Skeeter.

Rita. Skeeter? Anna frowned, the name was familiar, it was one of the few nasty characters she had when she was reading the novel, an unregistered beetle Animagus who liked to peep into other people's privacy, and what she wrote was mixed with private goods and vinegar - but she didn't expect that she had written such articles when she was younger, and it seemed positive and uplifting, and there was nothing wrong with the rest of the content except for the wart on Harry's buttocks.

Fred picked up the golden snitch that had fallen to the ground, "But Daddy doesn't really like this woman's article now, saying that she is full of lies." ”

"But Daddy still watches Rita. What Skeeter writes, to be precise, everyone reads what she writes, and she writes very well - although I know it may be fake, but who doesn't love gossip? ”

Ron nodded appreciatively, "As long as it doesn't involve Team Chardley Rockets, she can do anything." ”

"Speaking of the Chardley Rockets – their new Seeker is so funny and likes to catch the ball with his nose, does he think he can catch the Golden Snitch with his nostrils?" Fred returned the Golden Snitch to Anna, put on the protective gear, and straddled the broomstick.

"Hey! He's always going to improve! Ron yelled at the flying twins, but Anna could see the suspicion in his face, Ron had always been a very good person.

"Anna, can you fix this Golden Snitch? I wonder how hard the Golden Snitch is to catch—" Ron said quickly, "If I can catch them, then Gjeun will be fine!" He's a little better than me! ”

I don't know if Ron believes in himself too much, or if he should worry about Galvin the Seeker. Ge Jayne's strength, Anna nodded, took out her wand and aimed at the Golden Snitch, "Fix it as before!" ”

Ron leaned his face closer to the Golden Snitch as it didn't react or change, and Anna was surprised that it was the first time her repair spell had been like this.

"Did it work—" Ron could finish his sentence when he was struck in the nose by the Golden Snitch's suddenly spread wings.

"Buzz—" Its silver wings began to stir violently, forming a thin shadow, and the golden orb slowly rose before suddenly disappearing.

Ron covered his nose, "If it hadn't hit my nose, I'd have thought it was a hallucination now." He stared at the air for a long time, "Well—did it really fly up?" ”

"Fly up!" Anna also stared wide-eyed in the air, but found nothing.

Well? Wouldn't that Golden Snitch stay in the Burrow's clearing forever?

"Harry! George! Fred! Ron shouted into the air, "We've let the Golden Snitch come up, look for it!" ”

The three of them stopped passing, and George held the ghost flying ball in his hand, "Awesome! It was actually fixed! But he suddenly thought of the old brooms that Anna had cast a spell, "Will we ever have a chance to see it again?" George was skeptical.

"Maybe it'll become the legend of the Burrow, the Golden Phantom." Fred rode up to Harry, "Harry, can you see it?" ”

Harry looked around in wonder, "Is there really a Golden Snitch?" I didn't see anything......"

There was an endless amount of green in front of him, and the only thing that stood out was the Burrow not far away, and Harry found that the Burrow was about five or six stories high, and there were several chimneys on the red roof - the whole building must have been built by magic, and the rooms on the higher they were, the more crooked and crumbling they were, and if it were just an ordinary building, Newton's coffin board would have been warped.

Harry looked at the Burrow, and suddenly squinted his eyes, a light flashed through his eyes just now, the light reflected from the twins' watches?

"Hum-" Harry heard a small voice coming from far and near, "Uh-" Harry's red turban was raised, and the Golden Snitch passed through his ear.

Harry lunged on his broomstick, "Found it—" and he spun in the air, blurring the scenery around him, and all he could see was the golden stinger in his eyes, and the golden snitch fled in the direction of the Burrow.

"I see it!" Ron runs across the grass chasing the Golden Snitch, and Anna follows him with a broomstick.

Fred was closest to the Burrow, and he saw the gold looming in the air, approaching him at a great speed, and Fred opened his hand to grab the Golden Snitch -

"Be careful! It's teleported! Almost instantly, the Golden Snitch that was flying in front of Fred suddenly appeared nearly ten meters above him, and Fred shouted to alert Harry.

"Uhh

Fred clutched his heart and rejoiced, "It's good that it's Harry, if it's Ron, the skin can be scraped off for me!" ”

"But it's exciting, if you use Anna's Golden Snitch every time, you'll have to double the Seeker's salary." George rode up to Fred and sighed.

Anna watched Harry chase the Snitch in the sky and perform various stunts, it was hard to imagine that he was riding a broomstick for the first time, but watching Harry get closer to the Burrow, Anna had a bad feeling that it was not good.

Harry was completely immersed in the world of Quidditch, with only the golden ball in his eyes, it was the first time in years that he had been so focused on one thing, he could realize his talent for it, and he was going to grab it—the ball in front of him.

The Golden Snitch appeared at the junction of the Burrow's room, where there was a stake that formed a triangular stable structure, and Harry was lying on his broomstick and passed through the gap, and he saw that the Golden Snitch was blocked by the complex wooden structure of the house as he ascended, so he stretched out his arm - grabbed the Snitch - the cold, slippery metal feel.

A sense of accomplishment filled Harry's heart, and he wanted to scream, and he did—"I got it!" ”

"Jump!"

Harry heard Anna yelling, he didn't know Anna could roar so loudly, and when he came back to his senses, he was only five meters away from the plank in front of him, and his excellent reflexes made him let go of his arm and lean back.

"Yuga Dim Leviosa!" Anna used the life-saving spell again, and she recited it quickly.

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Harry caught Anna's levitation charm and rushed towards the plank, which was only five meters away from him, but he didn't hit anything, because the broomstick had knocked a big hole in the board.

It wasn't until the orange plaid quilt covered Harry's face that he realized he had smashed through the floor of a room.

"Cool!" The Weasley twins yelled, "Harry, are you alright?" ”

Ron looked at the quilt floating in the air and the orange poster blown out by the wind, as if he realized something, he opened his mouth wide, but he didn't make a sound for a long time.

"It's okay Ron, I can help you fix the hole with a repair charm," Anna patted Ron on the shoulder.

“…… Thank you Anna, then my floor is the strongest in the whole Burrow......" Ron took Charlie's old broom from Anna's hand, ready to rescue his poster, both forgetting that the broom had been repaired, and Ron grabbed the broom and rushed out - another wave of chickens and dogs.