With a thud, the stove flew to the other end of the room, and Mr. Weasley, Fred, George, and Ron were thrown out with a large pile of rubble walls.

They were relieved, but the Dursleys' kitchen was in ruins, and the normally spotless living room was now littered with dust and broken bricks.

The Dursleys seemed to think of the fear of being dominated by Hagrid again, and Aunt Petunia screamed and fell backwards on the coffee table, but Uncle Vernon reached out and grabbed her so she didn't fall to the ground. Uncle Vernon gasped and couldn't speak, just staring at the Weasleys.

Seeing this scene, Harry, who had just reconciled with his uncle's family, showed an embarrassed expression.

"It's much better now." Mr. Weasley gasped, dusting off his green robes and holding his glasses, "Ah, you must be Harry's aunt and uncle!" ”

Mr. Weasley, a tall, thin, balding man, held out a hand and walked toward Uncle Vernon, but Uncle Vernon took Aunt Penny and took a few steps back.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Mr. Weasley said, lowering his hand and turning his head to look at the exploding fireplace, "It's all my fault." I didn't expect that we would not be able to get out when we arrived at our destination. Did you know that I connected your fireplace to the Floo network? In this afternoon, in order to come and pick up Harry. Strictly speaking, Muggle fireplaces should not be connected to the Internet. But I have a very useful acquaintance in the Floo management team, and he helped me do it. Don't worry, I'll get it for you in a moment. I'll light a fire, send the kids back, and then I can fix the fireplace for you before I apparition away. ”

Harry dared to say that the Dursleys didn't understand a word of this, and they both stared blankly at Mr. Weasley.

"Hello, Harry!" Mr. Weasley said happily, "Have you packed your boxes?" ”

"I've packed it up," Harry said, "My aunt and uncle wanted to entertain you, but now"

"Did you still prepare dinner? I'm sorry, it's all my fault, if you don't mind, would you like to come to my house. Mr. Weasley listened to Harry's words and immediately extended an apologetic invitation.

The Dursleys still did not recover from the shock, and they did not say a word in the face of Mr. Weasley's invitation.

Mr. Weasley was disappointed, and then he looked around the room. He liked everything Muggle-related. Harry could tell that he was eager to walk over and take a closer look at the television and VCR.

"They're electric, aren't they?" He said knowingly, "Ah, yes, I see the plug." I collect the plugs," he said to Uncle Vernon again, "and the batteries." Lots and lots of batteries collected. My wife thought I was crazy, but you see, I'm right. ”

Uncle Vernon probably didn't think there was a weirdo like Mr. Weasley in the wizarding world, and if it weren't for the fact that the other party had a wand that could blow up one of their fireplaces, they would have called the mental hospital.

"Ah, well," said Mr. Weasley, after successive exchanges with the Dursleys, "we'd better get going." ”

He rolled up the sleeves of his robes and drew his wand, and the Dursleys retreated to the wall.

"The flames are blazing!" Mr. Weasley said with his wand pointing at the hole in the wall behind him.

Immediately the fireplace burst into flames, crackling and burning as if it had been burning for hours. Mr. Weasley took a small pouch with a drawstring from his pocket, opened it, and took a little powder out of it and threw it into the fire, which immediately turned turquoise and the flames jumped higher than before.

"Fred, you go first." Mr. Weasley said.

Fred took a few steps forward, walked straight into the flames, and said, "The Burrow!" ”

Seeing a large living figure disappear from the flames, the Dursleys were taken aback again.

After Fred, Harry and George carried Harry's suitcase into the flames, and George picked it up and shouted 'The Burrow' and disappeared.

Seeing his uncle's family so frightened, Harry could only say goodbye to them with regret and go with Ron to the Burrow.

Even though it wasn't his first time traveling through the flames, Harry wasn't used to this way of moving, and the speed of his way through the flames still made him feel a little sick.

It's like those who get motion sickness in the car, some get used to it and slowly get used to it, but some can't adapt to it all the time.

When he arrived at the Burrow, Harry fell face down again on the fireplace in the Weasley's kitchen.

"What's going on with you and your uncle's family?" Fred pulled Harry up and couldn't help but ask. He and George were going to use the Fat Tongue Toffee to help Harry play tricks on Dudley, but Harry's words for his aunt and uncle made them put the Fat Tongue Toffee back up.

"We're reconciled." Harry said, telling the story of what had happened since he gave Dursleys and Sons weight loss pills.

"Ha, you're saying you tortured their family with added diet pills, and then they thanked you, and then you reconciled!" Ron looked incredulous.

"Maple actually prepared such a fun thing in advance without informing us?" Fred denounced Maple's unrighteous behavior.

There was a lot of laughter in the small kitchen, and Harry looked around to see Ron and George sitting at the cleanly polished wooden table, and next to them were two red-haired men, Harry hadn't seen before, but he knew right away that they must be the two eldest of the Weasley brothers, Bill and Charlie.

Bill stood up, smiled, and shook Harry's hand. Bill's appearance was somewhat surprising. Harry knew that he worked at Gringotts Wizarding Bank, and that he was the president of the boys' student council at Hogwarts when he was in school. Harry had always thought that Bill was a copy of Percy, just a few years older, and he made a fuss about breaking the school rules, and liked to dictate to everyone around him.

When I looked at it today, I realized that this was not the case, and Bill looked very "cool". He was tall, with long hair tied back in a ponytail, and an earring on his ear that resembled something like a small fan. Bill's outfit doesn't look out of place even if he goes to a rock concert. But Harry could tell that his boots weren't made of cowhide but dragonskin.

Maple also behaved similarly to Harry when he saw Bill, and at the same time secretly congratulated himself that he and Bill were not in the same class, otherwise the girls in the same class would probably be hooked by this handsome mess.

Before they could speak, there was a slight popping sound, and Mr. Weasley Apparition returned.

"Daddy!"

"Mr. Weasley!"

When Mr. Weasley arrived, they stopped talking and greeted Mr. Weasley warmly.

A moment later, Mrs. Weasley arrived, "Hello, Harry, dear. ”

Whenever Harry came to visit, Mrs. Weasley always looked at Harry first, and Ron always expressed doubts about who he or Harry was born to.

After that, three more people entered, two women and one man. Maple and Hermione walked hand in hand, both of them looking very happy, while the other was Ginny Weasley, the youngest sister of the Weasley family, with red hair.

Harry smiled when he saw them come in, and Ginny immediately blushed, she had always been obsessed with Harry, the warrior who defeated the Dark Lord!

When the twin brothers saw Maple enter, they immediately pulled him away from Hermione, and together the two brothers had a prank on Maple and expressed a grave condemnation for not informing them.

"This disgusting potion, no one should use it, right?" After a while, they got together again to study the vials that Maple had given Harry.

"Who's to say no one wants," Retorted Maple, "or not make a bet that if you lose, drink the medicine." ”

"Got it!" The Weasley brothers knew in seconds that Hogwarts students would be in great demand.

Maple continues to discuss funny prank ideas with them, and Maple remembers their canary cookies, which can turn people into canaries if eaten. Although it does not last long, it requires a high level of transfiguration.

Maple is now able to transform people with a wand, but he doesn't yet know how to attach a Transfiguration Charm to a cookie. Talking to the Weasley brothers would give him a lot of gains.

The Weasleys, all but Percy are here. Percy was still working in his room at the moment, writing a report on the cannon.

After Mrs. Weasley had prepared dinner, they went outside. Weasley's house was a bit small and couldn't fit so many people.

As soon as they reached the yard, they saw Hermione's ginger, loop-legged cat, Crookshan. It was scurrying around the garden, its tail like a bottle brush standing high up, chasing something. It was sticky with mud and like a potato with legs.

Harry recognized it as a goblin at a glance. Less than ten inches tall, his hardy little feet crept through the garden and into one of the Wellington boots scattered by the door. Crookshank slipped a claw into his boot and tried to grab the goblin. Harry heard the goblins giggling maniacally.

Just then, there was a deafening crash from the other end of the house. They went into the garden and found out how the commotion had been caused. They saw both Bill and Charlie draw their wands and move two old tattered tables flying across the lawn, crashing into each other, each trying to knock the other out of the air. Fred and George cheered, Ginny laughed, and Hermione wandered by the fence, looking amused and nervous, not knowing what to do.

With a thud, Bill's desk hit Charlie's table, knocking one of its legs off. At this moment, there was a crisp crashing sound overhead. They looked up at the same time and saw Percy's head poking out of the third-floor window.

"Can you be quiet?" He yelled.

"I'm sorry, Percy," Bill said with a grin, "How's the bottom of the crucible?" ”

"It's bad." Percy said angrily, slamming the window shut.

"Silence!" After Percy closes the window, Maple casts a spell on his window.

"Okay, now that he can't hear anything, you go on."

"Well done, man!" Fred gave a thumbs up.

Bill and Charlie gave Maple a curious look, and George said, "Maple knows magic no worse than a seventh-grader." ”

"They just now," Ginny said, pointing at Maple and Hermione, "practicing apparition. ”

"You've learned to apparition now, without anyone's guidance?" Bill and Charlie both had incredible looks on their faces,

"Wow!" The Weasley brothers were also envious.

"Let's try it!" Bill took control of a floating table with his wand and was eager to try.

"I think it's best for you two to be together." Fred said with a wicked smile.

"Exactly, I want to try it too." Charlie walked over.

"I'm happy to accompany you!" Maple replied briskly.

"Copy in pairs!" Maple cast a spell on both tables at the same time, and there were two more tables on the ground at once.

Just by revealing this hand, Maple's strength cannot be underestimated, and both Bill and Charlie's faces became serious.

The delicate manipulation he had practiced earlier while eating in the cafeteria came in handy at this moment, as Maple was able to control two duplicate tables against Bill Charlie.

After a few hits, both Bill and Charlie's desks had a leg knocked out, while Maple's table was intact.

"That's amazing!" Bill and Charlie used their wands to land the table firmly on the ground, admiring each other.

Maple actually took a little light, and Bill and Charlie's table also hit his table several times, and the number of hits was no less than Maple's, but the table that Maple copied with magic seemed to be stronger than the original table, which was a bit overwhelming. However, even if it was evenly matched, Maple was one against two, and the draw was considered a victory.

Bill used his wand to reattach the table with the broken leg, and conjured the tablecloth out of thin air.

"All curses are over!" The two tables that Maple had copied disappeared immediately.

"Teach us to apparition!" Fred and George put their arms around Maple and said.

"Wait until after the Quidditch World Cup!" Maple said.

At seven o'clock, the two tables were humming with exhaustion under the weight of the delicacies that Mrs. Weasley had made. The Weasleys of nine, along with Maple Harry and Hermione, sat down to eat under the clear dark blue night sky.

Everyone happily ate on Mrs. Weasley's chicken, ham pie, boiled potatoes and salad, all of which tasted good.

But there's another one—

At the other end of the table, Percy was telling his father about his report on the thickness of the bottom of the crucible.

"I told Mr. Crouch that I could finish it on Tuesday," Percy said triumphantly, "a little faster than he expected, but I think everything will take the initiative." If I finish on time, he will be very happy because we have a lot of things to do at the moment, and we are all busy preparing for the World Cup. We can't get the support we need from the Department of Magical Sports, Ludo Bagman."

"I like Ludo as a person," Mr. Weasley said mildly, "thanks to him for getting us such a good World Cup ticket." I had done him a small favor: his brother Otto had some trouble and had a lawn mower with a lot of special features, and I was the one who put the whole thing right. ”

"Yes, of course, Bagman is lovely," Percy said disapprovingly, "but I don't understand how he became a boss when compared to Mr. Crouch!" If Mr. Crouch discovers that someone in our department is missing, he will investigate and will not let it go. You know, Bertha Joggins has been missing for more than a month! Vacationed to Albania and never came back. ”

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It's a bit boring to talk about his work during dinner, and it goes on and on.

There was just one sentence that caught Harry and Hermione's attention-

"You know, after the World Cup, we're going to organise a big event. You know what I'm talking about, Dad, it's top secret. ”

Ron rolled his eyes and whispered to Maple and them, "Ever since he started working, he's been trying to tease us and ask him what it is, probably a cauldron exhibition." ”

If it weren't for the truth, Maple would have found Percy so annoying.

Next to Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George, and Charlie are discussing the World Cup game enthusiastically.

"Ireland must have won," Charlie muttered with potatoes in his mouth, "and they beat Peru in the semi-finals." ”

"But the Bulgarian team has Viktor Krum." Fred said.

"Krum is good, but he's just one man, and there are seven good players in the Sylland team," Charlie said impatiently. 'But I really hope England can qualify. It's such a shame. ”

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Charlie's attitude is very similar to the flower planter's hatred for their national football team, hating iron but not steel.

As it gets dark, Mr. Weasley conjures up candles to light up the darkening garden, and everyone begins to enjoy the strawberry ice cream they have made at home.

The Weasleys were now aware of the Traces' flaws, but the Weasleys were kept in the dark, and Maple never used magic in front of them. By the time everyone had eaten about the same, Hermione's cat, Crookshan, was still happily chasing a few goblins.

They laughed maniacally as they sped through the roses. The goblins have also learned to taunt, and it's no wonder that Crookshank Mountain is so desperate to chase after them.

Mr. Weasley and Percy, who already worked at the Ministry of Magic, did not mention Sirius Black at all, and Sirius, who had escaped from prison for a year and still not been apprehended, was directly forgotten by the entire wizarding world when the Quidditch World Cup was held.

It can be seen that the vigilance of the entire wizarding world is so lax, and it is no wonder that Mad-Eye Moody is regarded as a madman.

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