"Oh~~ Harry, I feel like I've written a hundred invitations, you should have agreed sooner, but it's great that you're here."

Ron was both complaining and excited, and in his opinion, Harry was the person who cared about and valued himself the most.

"Hey, don't complain, I've explained this to you many times." Harry put his arm around Ron's shoulder, "Let's go, show me your house, it's so much fun here." ”

"If you live here all the time, you won't feel that way anymore, you just feel a little tight." Ron muttered, but still led Harry around his house.

Looking at the strange things next to him, Harry listened with interest as Ron explained their functions or origins.

But why is it just him and Ron in the house?

"What about George and Fred? And Percy? Is it to build a roof on it? ”

Harry turned on the triple mode, and every room they passed through was silent, except for the strange tapping sound from above.

"Oh, it's ghouls in the attic, you wouldn't think wizards would use hammers and nails to repair roofs."

Ron replied nonchalantly, with Harry and Badian, the big mouth, who had taught him a lot about Muggles over the course of a school year, but in a way that wasn't quite the same as what his dad had said.

"Knowing you're coming, mom told Fred and George to clean up the garden, and my sister Ginny was there." Ron said as he stood by a doorway, inside which was his little nest.

"Bill went out in the morning, and Percy has been mysterious since the holidays, and even I rarely see him."

Ron opened the paint-free door and walked in first, Harry close behind.

The room was small, and the sloping ceiling made it look a little cramped, but the orange pictorial that covered the walls, the beds, and the ceiling made it not gloomy.

"It looks imposing." Harry looked at the players who were waving happily and complimented.

During this time, Vernon taught the boy some speaking skills, and he knew that his nephew did not like to speak well, which was exactly what he was good at.

For the younger generations who are going to leave home for a long time at a young age, it is natural to mention more while they are still at home.

Sure enough, Ron was overjoyed to hear Harry praise his favorite player.

"Haha, they're cool, right. This is the Chadley Artillery team, my favorite Quidditch team. ”

Ron began to gush on and on about the team's history and the players, Harry had never known he was so eloquent.

Unfortunately, Harry preferred to win on his own games rather than admire others, and soon lost interest in Ron's story and began to look around the room.

There was a large fish tank behind Ron, but he covered most of it, and he couldn't see what was in it, but Spotted was lazily basking in the sun, and he could even hear the snoring of fat rats when Ron was breathing.

Many books were scattered around the corner, most of them textbooks that they had only used during the previous school year.

Seeing this, Harry quickly turned his gaze to the side - I'm afraid no Gryffindor student would want to see these things during the holidays.

Hermione made the exception.

It was the comic book on the side that piqued Harry's interest, The Adventures of Mad Muggle Martin Miguez, which Ron had read more than once.

After eating the birthday party, you can borrow it and compare which is more interesting, cartoons or moving comic books.

However, animation seems to refer to a comic book that moves?

Harry's eyes lit up, Ani had said that magic and technology were not incompatible, and it made sense.

Technology can make comic strips move, and so can magic.

In the Muggle world, the speed can be increased by reducing the resistance, and perhaps in the wizarding world, it can also be tried.

Ani, who was a guest, was suddenly stunned, he had just received a white wool inexplicably, and the attribute was probably contributed by Harry, but he hadn't contacted him recently.

Could it be that now the lambs have learned to self-guide?

Professor Scamander took a sip of tea, and life will always show you a gentle side inadvertently.

Aini was happy, Harry was equally happy, but Ron looked at his friend with some concern, what was wrong with this silly and wandering face?

“…… Harry! ”

Suddenly summoned by Ron from his imagination, Harry was about to share his idea with his friends when a cheer floated in through the window.

"Hey, little Ronnie, what were you shouting just now, is it Harry?"

George shouted in the garden, Ron was screaming so loudly that everyone downstairs could hear it.

Ron covered his face, it was terrible that he was calling himself by his nickname in front of Harry.

Harry didn't pay much attention, the twins had shouted at the school many times, and there was more than that.

The boy looked down from the window over Ron and could see a hedged garden.

George or Fred were looking at him, and the other had thrown something into the distance.

"I've just been here for a while, Fred, George, do you need help?"

Harry leaned out again, only to see a little girl in a pink plaid blouse against the wall.

"Yikes!"

The moment she saw Harry, the girl covered her face and ran away.

Embarrassment!

Is he so scary?!

"Hahahaha~~" The unscrupulous brother in the garden laughed, and seemed to think that the scene just now was very interesting.

"Oh, Harry, how does it feel to scare your little fan girl away?" Fred laughed, and George on the side whistled accordingly.

Harry quickly retracted, and the twins laughed so distraught that he was a little distraught.

Suppressing the thought of asking the two of them about the situation, Harry looked at his friend suspiciously.

What I saw was an angry and scrutinizing gaze.

(ー`´ー)

What did you do to my sister before!!

"Uh, Ron. I don't even know what's going on, but we've always been together. ”

Harry was helpless, wasn't he the one who needed an explanation the most now?

He thinks that in addition to losing weight, he is still quite handsome and stylish, how can he scare away the little girl?

That's not how Hermione reacted when she first saw him.

Harry paused slightly, could it be because he had thought of Hermione too many times today? Why did you seem to hear her voice just now?

After looking at Ron, the boy noticed that this time his friend's face had the same confusion as his.

The two looked at each other, and found that they heard the little witch's voice again, and it was a little louder than before.

Not bothering to study Ginny's unusual behavior, the two hurried downstairs.

When they reached the first floor, they found that the originally empty living room had become full.

The eldest brother, who had left in the morning, was talking to Aini about something, but Mr. Weasley was having a good time with Hermione, and seemed to be quite compatible.

Speaking of the pleasant part, Arthur was eager to take Hermione to visit his secret workshop now, but he heard the sound of spatulas colliding in the kitchen, and immediately dispelled this idea.

When the two stepped into the living room, everyone looked at them.

The little witch's somewhat pale face also had a smile as pure as a clear spring.

"Happy birthday, Harry!"