The Weasleys' Burrow.

When Ash appeared in the fireplace, he was faced with a plump and kind-looking lady who was the mistress of the Weasley family, Mrs. Molly Weasley.

Wearing a floral apron with a wand in her pocket, she stepped forward and hugged Ash and said with pity:

"Oh! Dear Ash, it's great to meet you! ”

"I'm sorry to hear what happened to you, but you don't have to worry, you can stay with us for as long as you want."

Mrs. Weasley's enthusiasm made Ash a little uncomfortable, but she did not reject contact with them. Because Dumbledore was an old silver coin, he was right in one thing: the Weasleys were really good people.

You may not get enough benefit from making friends with such people, but at least they won't hurt you.

What's more, with Meiwa blood, it is difficult for Ai Xu to be unpopular.

But......

"What the hell did Dumbledore give me an identity?" 、

Ash, who was being held by Mrs. Weasley, had a bit of a headache, and he didn't know what kind of identity Dumbledore had assigned to Mrs. Weasley.

But according to Mrs. Weasley's reaction, Ash believes that his background will not be too good - most likely like Harry Potter, his parents are dead, he has no sister and no house, he is lonely, and he has been adrift for half his life...... In short, how pitiful how to make up.

Dumbledore did this for two purposes, one was to let the Weasley family give him meticulous care from the bottom of his heart, and the other was to see how he would react under the warm care of the Weasley family, which was undoubtedly Dumbledore's temptation.

In the same way that Snape allowed Ash to come to the Weasley house alone with Floo powder, Dumbledore was testing if he would take advantage of the opportunity to escape—whether Dumbledore thought so or not, at least Ash did, as it fit his stereotype of Dumbledore.

Mrs. Weasley was a very measured woman, so he quickly let go of Ash and introduced with a kind face:

"Ash, I think you must be hungry, come with me."

She took the packages from Ash and led him into the kitchen, placing them on the table as she said:

"I'm sorry, dinner is still cooking, but you can have some croissants first. You're welcome, just sit back and eat as if this were your own home. ”

The kitchen is small and rather cramped, with a cleaned wooden dining table and chairs in the middle. As Mrs. Weasley had said, dinner had not yet been prepared, so only a plate of freshly baked croissants was on the table.

Ash sat down at the table and picked up a piece of croissant under Mrs. Weasley's encouraging gaze.

Mrs. Weasley smiled as Ash took a bite of bread and asked:

"How's it taste?"

Ash swallowed and said sincerely:

"Seriously, it's great, I've never eaten bread so good."

He felt that it made sense for Dumbledore to make it up for him.

Mrs. Weasley was visibly impressed, and smiled even more:

"It's just a general craft, if you like it."

At this moment, four boys of different ages came back to the house from the garden, and the youngest boy shouted:

"Mom, I'm hungry, when are we going to have dinner?"

Mrs. Weasley lowered her face and reprimanded:

"Ron, how did I tell you? Be polite when you have guests at home! ”

The freckled red-haired boy shrank his head in fear, and next to him were his brothers. The one on the far left is the oldest, fifteen or sixteen years old, a little taller than everyone else. The two boys in the middle look exactly the same, they are twins.

Mrs. Weasley lowered her head, her expression returned to kindness, and she pointed to the eldest of the four boys and said:

"Ash, this is Percy."

"Percy, this is Ash Black, he's going to be here for a while, well, staying in Bill's room first. You can help him clean up the room first, and then take him around to get acquainted with the environment. ”

"Okay, Mom."

The oldest, red-haired, well-dressed boy replied solemnly.

One of the twins shouted dissatisfied:

"Mom, why don't you let us help?"

Another helper said:

"Because she always calls us by the wrong name, Fred."

"No!"

Mrs. Weasley denied that she often confessed her son to the wrong, and said mercilessly:

"I don't call you because you're not as steady as Percy and never reliable!"

George reinvigorated:

"At least it's more reliable than Ron!"

Ron, who was innocently lying on the gun, raised his head and opened his mouth to refute it, but after thinking about it for a while, he found that he couldn't seem to find a reason to refute it.

This made him bow his head in frustration, and he almost cried out in grievance.

"I'm sorry, Ash."

Mrs. Weasley bent down and said softly to Ash:

"I'll have to prepare dinner for you first, and you can walk around first."

"If there's anything you can ask for, so can George and Fred. Although they are not very reliable, they are all good boys. ”

"I will, Mrs. Weasley." Ash said politely.

Mrs. Weasley nodded in satisfaction and told the children to take good care of Ash before going to prepare dinner.

Percy sat down beside Ash and asked:

"How about we go to your room first?"

"Okay." Ash nodded slightly.

Percy thought for a moment and commanded:

"Fred, George, help Ash get something."

"Okay!" "No problem!"

The twins responded excitedly, picked up the big bags on the table and followed the two upstairs.

They followed a narrow aisle to a rugged staircase that snaked up the entire house. As they went upstairs, the door to the third floor suddenly opened, and a pair of bright brown eyes looked at them curiously through the crack in the door.

But when they reached the third floor, the door slammed shut.

"That's Ginny, our youngest sister." George said.

Fred also spoke:

"Don't mind, she's a little shy."

Percy opened another door next to him and said:

"Here's your room, well, you can see what's missing, and we can get it to you."

After a pause, Percy added, "If we have." ”

"Hey, Ash!"

Fred leaned over to Ash and pointed to the brown paper wrapping object he had just put aside, and asked expectantly:

"If you don't mind, can we take it apart for you?"

"Absolutely." Ash nodded:

"Actually, these are pretty common things on the list of admission letters."

Fred, who had received Ash's permission, excitedly picked up the nearest brown paper bag and complained:

"No, Ash, you won't understand!"

George picked up another brown paper bag and muttered:

"Mom would never buy us these, and even the books that Fred and I used were used by Bill and Charlie!"

They just enjoy the thrill of dismantling something new, because they rarely get to experience it.

Fred then explained:

"Bill and Charlie are our older brothers, and they've graduated."

As they spoke, the two brothers had already opened the paper packets, revealing the brand-new books inside, exuding the fragrance of ink, and their faces were full of envy:

"Brand new textbook!"

"And new clothes!"

"George, I haven't received such a gift on my birthday!"

"Hell, Fred, I have the same birthday as you, and neither do I!"