After a few days at the Weasley house, it's time to go to Diagon Alley every year to buy school supplies for the new semester.

They had already made an appointment with Hermione and Malfoy to meet at a time and place, and they went to bed early.

"Oh my God, why did Rolf call that Malfoy nasty again? Harry, believe me, their family is Death Eaters!" Ron and Harry chattered in the small room at night.

Harry wondered, "Is Malfoy a Death Eater?" but he seems to be a nice man, and he helps me a lot with Rolf......

It must be that Ron is biased against Malfoy, and I must make them both enemies......

In the midst of such cranky thoughts, Harry fell asleep.

The next morning, Mrs. Weasley used a loud spell to wake them up downstairs, and Rolf felt as if someone was beating a drum in her ear, and shook herself out of her sleep.

He couldn't help but sigh, did the Weasley children have to endure such violence every time to call for service?

Rolf packed up and hurried to the dining room, where the twins were unusually sharp, and it was conceivable that Mrs. Weasley's tactics should have been more violent.

He obediently came to the dining table and saw that breakfast was set up in front of each place, although it was not exquisite, but it was very large.

After greeting Mrs. Weasley in good morning, Rolf sat down quietly for breakfast, but he didn't eat much because he thought he would use Floo Net for a while.

Harry and the others forced five or six sandwiches each to eat under Mrs. Weasley's "Mommy thinks you're hungry" and then put on their coats.

Mrs. Weasley picked up a flower pot from the kitchen mantelpiece and looked inside.

Holding the flower pot with Floo powder, she said to Mr. Weasley with a sad face, "We don't have much Floo powder left, it looks like we'll have to buy some more later." ”

Mrs. Weasley couldn't laugh at the thought that her purse, which had become not rich due to so many children's school supplies, would have to spend another amount of money in the future.

Rolf hears Mrs. Weasley instruct Harry, but Harry has already used Floo Net at Rolf's house.

Ignoring Mrs. Weasley's nagging, he took a deep breath as if he was about to go to the execution ground, grabbed a handful of Floo powder from the flower pot and walked into the fireplace.

What followed was the routine front-loading washing machine experience, which, of course, he chose not to experience if he could!

Rolf could still glimpse the room outside the fireplace as he teleported, but it didn't take long for him to look at it.

Because the sandwich he had just eaten had begun to churn in his stomach, although he had known the urine nature of the Floo Net, he really underestimated his great power.

He hurriedly closed his eyes and begged the washing machine to stop soon, for he felt like he was about to throw up. Then he fell face down on the cold stone floor.

Rolf looked at himself covered in soot and subconsciously cast a clean spell, but as soon as he finished the spell, he saw Fred and George, who were one step ahead of him, come over to help him.

I must have been dizzy by the washing machine, why did I subconsciously use my wand? But being full of wizards in Diagon Alley is not a violation of the Secrecy Law.

After a while, Mrs. Weasley came out of the stove with the rest of the group, and Mrs. Weasley took a coat brush from her bag and began to dust off each Weasley.

"Alright, let me see, 123......" Mrs. Weasley didn't bother with Rolf's use of magic, after all, she wasn't a professor at Hogwarts.

After she had swept the soot from the crowd, she began to count the numbers, "One less, Harry?"

It's Harry, did you see him, where did Harry go?" Mrs. Weasley anxiously asked the twins about Harry's whereabouts.

After receiving a negative reply, Mrs. Weasley turned into a tigress and yelled at Mr. Weasley, "What am I talking about!

I explained to Harry the precautions and you interrupted me, what now, how can I explain to Harry's aunt and uncle, you always think I nag, now you see it!"

Seeing that some wizards were gradually gathering around him, Rolf quickly stopped Mrs. Weasley from continuing to vent her emotions, saying:

"Aunt Molly, don't worry, Harry must have gone to the wrong furnace door, let's look around, maybe Harry is looking for us in Diagon Alley too." ”

Mrs. Weasley restrained her emotions after hearing this, after all, there were so many people next to her, it was not suitable for her husband to quarrel.

Like Rolf said, what should be done now is to go find Harry right away, instead of having a pointless quarrel here.

Rolf quickly summoned the unclear memories in his mind, he vaguely remembered that after Harry came out of the Burkinbock store, he was bumped into by Hagrid, and then dragged him to Gringotts?

Mrs. Weasley pulled everyone out of the Leaky Cauldron, hoping that nothing would happen to Harry now.

Rolf deliberately guided the group in the direction of Gringotts, and they happened to see a little brown-haired witch standing on the steps of Gringotts, who was none other than Hermione, who had made an appointment to come to Gringotts with them.

Hermione also saw Bud and the others, jumped down the steps, and ran down to meet them at a trot, her fluffy brown hair flying behind her.

"Hey Rolf, Ron!" Hermione happily greeted her friends and said happily to them, "I haven't seen you on a holiday, how was the holiday?"

Ron didn't have time to say hello to Hermione now, and said to Hermione with an anxious face, "Hey, Hermione, now is not the time to say hello."

We lost Harry, have you seen him after standing here for so long?" Hearing Ron's inquiry, the smile on Hermione's face faded, "How long has Harry been lost?"

Rolf looked at the Weasley redheads who had scattered around him looking for someone, and beckoned Hermione and Ron to walk across from Gringotts to Tumbledown Alley to see if they could find Harry.

"There!" Ron exclaimed excitedly. Yes, the trio had already seen Harry beside Hagrid.

Mrs. Weasley heard Ron's shouts and hurriedly pushed away the crowd and ran quickly towards it.

The huge handbag she carried in one hand swayed violently as she ran, and poor Ginny took her other hand and followed with great difficulty, and from time to time she was hit in the face by the handbag.

"Oh, Harry, where have you been...... honey" she breathlessly pulled the coat brush out of her bag and began to sweep the soot that Hagrid hadn't swatted.

Mr. Weasley also ran over and saw that Harry's glasses were broken again, so he took Harry's glasses, used his wand to make Harry's glasses look like new with a little wand.

Maybe...... Should I give Harry a pair of glasses for his birthday?

"Well, I've got to go. When Hagrid saw the Weasleys, he was relieved to hand Harry back to them, but his hand was being held tightly by Mrs. Weasley.

"Thank you, Hagrid, you don't even know how worried I was just now!Where did you find Harry?!Tumbledown Alley?!Thanks to you for finding him, Hagrid!"

Then she met Mrs. Weasley, and with her most ferocious gaze, she glanced at Mr. Weasley, who was still pretending to be innocent.