The next morning, after a noisy breakfast, the Weasleys took Carl to London again.

Mr. Weasley didn't come with him this time, and as the next generation of Weasleys grew up, an adult could already take care of him, and Mr. Weasley finally didn't have to ask for leave from the Ministry of Magic - which was really good news for the Weasleys who were getting more and more embarrassed.

It was Mrs. Weasley who was driving, and although she couldn't drive, it was clear that the magic car was no longer controlled by a human under Mr. Weasley's transformation.

Percy apparently hadn't slept well last night, cowering in a corner and dozing off.

Fred and George sit next to Carl and scare Ron together.

And, of course, there's Ginny, who's going to Hogwarts next year.

So she kept pricking up her ears to listen to Fred and George talking, and when she heard the hat that would eat her brain, her face began to turn white like Ron's.

Fred and George were very pleased with the scene and secretly took out their "treasures": their improved fireworks.

According to them, Ron can throw fireworks out to attract the trolls' attention in an emergency.

However, they don't sponsor it for free, but they charge a little bit of a manual fee.

"14 sico, if you are willing to add 3 sico, we can also give you a talisman to ward off evil spirits." Fred said.

George continued, "The Guardian Tree is built, and when you take the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, you'll know how good this thing is." Don't believe you ask Carl. ”

Carl blinked, nodding at Fred and George's hints.

The Protector Tree did have the effect of warding off evil spirits, and as for the amulet, he didn't believe that Fred and George could make it.

"Can it be cheaper, I saved a long time before I saved a Galleon." Ron was a little excited, but a little hesitant.

"That's 16 sicos, no less." Fred and George looked at each other and agreed to Ron's bargain.

Upon arrival at King's Cross Station, Mrs. Weasley quickly made arrangements.

"Percy, you go first!"

Until then, the first one had always been Charlie.

"Fred!"

"I'm not Fred, I'm George." Fred said, "Honestly, you're my mother, how can you tell I'm George!" ”

"I'm sorry, George." Mrs. Weasley reached out to touch Fred's head and comforted.

Fred laughed: "Just kidding! I'm Fred! ”

Dodging Mrs. Weasley's hand, Fred quickly pushed the car and walked towards the entrance, and George grimaced at Mrs. Weasley and quickly chased after her.

"Carl!" Mrs. Weasley was a little laughing and tearing, and she motioned for Karl to follow in, and before Karl left, she said, "Help me educate Fred later." ”

"Yes, Mrs. Weasley." Carl smiled and agreed.

"I'm sorry."

A voice interrupted Carl's trip.

Everyone turned their eyes to the nervous child.

The boy looked at Mrs. Weasley, then at Carl, and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything because he was nervous.

"Oh, dear." Mrs. Weasley asked, "Your first time at Hogwarts, right?" Ron is also a freshman. She pointed to her youngest son, beside her.

"Yes." After saying that, he looked at Carl again, "Thank you last time." Uh, I don't know, you still don't remember me. ”

His face was a little red from nervousness, and he looked at Carl expectantly.

Karl thought for a moment and suddenly said, "You are the door of Madame Morkin's robe shop, that ······"

"Yes!" The boy breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly threw out his question, "I don't know how to get in." ”

"It's simple." Mrs. Weasley said, "Towards the wicket, straight in, and if you're nervous, trot." ”

"You can close your eyes." Carl adds, "It can be a bit nervous at first. ”

Mrs. Weasley said, "Carl, you go first, Ron, you follow the freshman." She shouted at the boy, "You'll follow Carl later." ”

Carl walked through the ticket gate, and Fred and George were nowhere to be seen.

After a while, when Carl found an empty car in the car, Fred and George came looking for him.

A little later, Lee Jordan came too, still carrying a large box in his hand.

"Want to see it?" He said excitedly, "I finally got my mother to agree to bring it back from home." ”

Carl rolled his eyes, Fred and George were already alert, they looked at each other, deliberately changed the subject, "Guess who I just saw?" ”

"Who?" Carl agreed.

"Harry Potter!" Fred said startled.

This news made Lee Jordan, who was already a little angry, immediately put down the box: "Where is he?" ”

"In the car, of course." George rolled his eyes. "When we just helped him carry the salute, the scar on his head couldn't be faked, and he admitted it."

Lee Jordan couldn't help but gasp, obviously shocked by the news.

After a while, he asked, "What does he look like?" ”

"Forehead, thin and small, with some long hair." Fred said with some regret, "It's completely different from the story. ”

Of course it's different, Harry Potter was a baby when he became the main character of the story. Carl sneered inwardly.

George suddenly said, "Carl, you've actually seen him, too." ”

“？”

"It's the dark-haired boy who just stood next to us!"

Carl was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect that boy to be Harry Potter.

He had seen Harry Potter in his dreams, but Harry Potter was tall and had a confident smile on his face, not at all like what he saw now.

But that's the end of the matter, after seeing the bag spider brought by Lee Jordan, they will discuss a more important matter.

Lee Jordan said solemnly, "Karl, there is something very important right now, and only you can help us. ”

Fred and George nodded their heads.

Karl thought for a moment, and his face became serious.

"I think I already know what you guys think." "Now we're going to go to Cedric and ask the others by the way." ”

"So you didn't do your summer homework either!?" Both Fred and George were surprised.

"I wrote it, but I didn't finish it." Carl rolled his eyes, "Who would have thought that this year's homework on the history of magic would be so difficult!" ”

Professor Binns is largely to blame for this.

The ghost professor's homework has always been copied and written—called essays, but in fact he just copied knowledge points from books.

That is, the roundup.

But this year, I don't know if he is back to his senses, or if he is older and more confused, he has laid out a real thesis. Ask everyone to give their opinion on the burning of witches in the Middle Ages.

As Carl flipped through the History of Magic, he immediately realized that the assignment required a lot of references, which he didn't have.

He had planned to go back to school and write, but he wouldn't have to turn in his homework for a while anyway.

"Uh, Carl, no."

Fred and George touched their heads awkwardly, and Lee Jordan smiled sheepishly.