Chapter 69: The Weasleys' Burrow

"What about the car?" Harry looked out the window, the flying car was clearly a work of magic. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fred laughed, "yes, my dad is also obsessed with Muggle-related things because of his work. Our house was full of Muggle things, and he took them all apart and put them back together with magic. If he had taken care of our house, he would have arrested himself, and my mother would have gone crazy for this. ”

Hearing this, George couldn't help but laugh, Mr. Weasley is really a model of doing a line of love.

"It's on the road. Fred looked out the window at the familiar scene and said, "We'll be there soon, and besides, it's almost dawn." ”

On the eastern horizon, a faint flush appeared.

The car was lowered under Fred's control, and the window was a landscape of green fields and rows of trees.

"Our home is on the edge of the village. Fred said, "It's called Otrie-St. Cachpol."

The car flew lower and lower, and the sun had carefully climbed up the treetops.

"Oh, here we are. Fred shouted excitedly.

The car landed gently, everyone jumped out of the car, and after flying for a while, it was always nice to step on solid ground again.

They are now next to a dilapidated garage surrounded by a small yard.

Ron's family's financial situation is really not good, and the yard looks very dilapidated and rough. What used to be a stone-built pigsty was later added to some rooms. There are several floors in the room, but they are all crooked, as if they are glued together by magic, which is a little scary. There are four chimneys on the red roof, and a sign hanging in front of the house is a sloping "Burrow", which is really worthy of its name.

There was a pile of leather boots thrown next to the gate, and a rusty crucible, and a few fat brown chickens running around the yard.

"Not so good. Ron said with some embarrassment, he liked his home very much, he liked his family very much, but he was still a little embarrassed to entertain friends.

"It's amazing here. Harry seemed very relaxed and cheerful, and he liked the homely atmosphere of the place, the idyllic atmosphere of the old country.

"The styling is a bit edgy, but it's cozy. George doesn't think it's bad, and if you change the look, it will actually feel like a paradise.

"Okay, let's go upstairs quietly, so no one finds out. Fred already had a plan, "When Mommy calls us for breakfast, Ron, you are in charge of jumping downstairs and saying, Mom, look who's coming! As soon as she was happy, she wouldn't have noticed that we were using the car. ”

"That's it. Ron acted immediately, intending to take Harry and George upstairs, "Come on, follow me upstairs." ”

As soon as he turned his head, Ron's face immediately turned green, staring blankly in the direction of the house.

Mrs. Weasley walked briskly from the opposite side, driving the fat chickens into all directions. The woman who is usually kind and kind is now like a tiger with its claws exposed, and her eyes are extremely scary.

"Oh!" Fred exclaimed, now he was caught.

Ron hung his head.

Mrs. Weasley stopped in front of them, crossed her waist with one hand and pointed at them with the other, examining them one by one. She wore an apron and a wand in her pocket, as if she had just run out of the kitchen.

"You're so bold. She suppressed her anger.

"We!" Fred whispered, looking up.

"Any idea how worried I am?" Mrs. Weasley's deep voice made Harry and George, who were standing on the sidelines, shudder.

"I'm sorry, Mom, but—" Ron whispered an apology.

"The bed was empty, and there was no note anywhere. The people are gone, the cars are gone, and I'm going crazy. All night, there could have been a car accident, have you ever thought about it? I've never encountered one... Charlie, Bill, Percy never worry me like that. ”

"Model student Percy. Fred muttered quietly.

"You should learn more from him and don't let people worry. Mrs. Weasley poked her hand into Fred's chest and yelled, "You may fall to your death, you may be seen, and your father will be implicated." ”

After a long time, Mrs. Weasley did not turn her head until her voice was hoarse.

George immediately walked up, "Hello, Mrs. Weasley, Ron and Fred didn't leave you a note, it's too reckless. They should communicate with you beforehand so that they don't worry you and can get your help. ”

Mrs. Weasley's face softened a lot as she listened to George's approval, "Yes, I'm not angry that they went out, it's that they didn't tell me at all, which worries me too much." ”

"They should remember this lesson and remember what to do next time. Harry and I would also like to say thank you and Ron and Fred, they were so reckless, but they also helped Harry. It's a pleasure to meet you here. George pulled Harry over and bowed like Mrs. Weasley.

"You've been so gracious, and I'm glad to see you, dear George, dear Harry. Mrs. Weasley said kindly, "Let's go into the house and have some breakfast,"

She turned her head and shouted at Ron and Fred, "Learn from George, you can't let me save some snacks." ”

Mrs. Weasley turned back into the house, and Fred muttered quietly, "Model George." ”

George patted Fred on the shoulder and raised an eyebrow, "If you're going to get a little less discipline, that's how everyone comes here." ”

The Burrow's kitchen was small and cramped, with a wooden table and a few chairs in the middle, all cleanly wiped. On the opposite wall hangs a clock, but there are no numerals, only a hand. Where it should be a number, there are specific words such as "morning tea", "feeding the chickens", and "being late for school".

On the mantelpiece there are three stacks of books, "The Magic of Cheese", "The Magic of Bread", "The Magic of the Dinner" and other magic books about cooking.

George muttered silently in his heart, and secretly wrote down, "Mrs. Weasley loves her family very much, including the labor of the family. ”

George is trying to dispense the everyday details that distinguish Mrs. Weasley from other witches that set the Weasleys apart from the rest of the wizarding world.

George looked around cautiously, although he was born in the wizarding world, he didn't really have many friends, and you can't expect an adult soul to have fun with a child.

If it weren't for the bonus of Harry and the others as protagonists, it would have been difficult for George to make friends with an eleven-year-old child, and his grandmother's fear that he would have no friends was not all unfounded.